umm, nah. nothing shocking to our trained eyes and ears. such a condom at least indicates some worthiness of the opponent and of the battle.
Cav
Cav, aarrrggghhh! Faint at the thought, but our darlin horses would carry us safely away from the horrible sight, them being alert to snake-in- the-grass shaped flacid dead soldiers.
BBB
I'm onto it lads.....
Hey ladies, check out my friend!!
I think that we need a fight song!!!
I'll cook for them, they'll be sorry!!!
Ready to move into the field, captainLowanB.
Mr Stillwater wrote:I'm onto it lads.....
Hey ladies, check out my friend!!
Uh huh, your friend. No surprise. All you rats stick together.
I must go dress for battle. Hmmm...shall I wear the pink breastplate or the gold one? What to do, what to do......
Hmm, the triumphal march of Aida???
Maybe that's for after the fun..
(Couldn't get that link to work, ehBeth..."page is not available")
While all of you are marching & riding into battle, I figured someone needed to lead the air attack. Besides, I found this daaaarrrllling flight suit on sale at Filene's. So...tell me, do you like?
http://www.penmaster.com/raven/blackvenus-c.html
Cool! A yellow plane too!!!
I note the dauphin of darkness has feared to put his dear li'l nose in amongst us.....
Dont worry mins, by the time they will get ready for the battle - deciding which clothes to wear, matching shoes with the color of their horse, asking questions like "does my bum look big in this?", nail polish, mascara etc etc - we wud have long conquered the earth !
dlowan wrote:I note the dauphin of darkness has feared to put his dear li'l nose in amongst us.....
Love it - a great nom-de-net for the Evil One - whose name cannot be uttered in polite and/or mixed company!!
MArgo !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mwah Mwah !!!!!
We shall avoid such paltry nonsense about clothing most simply - we shall go into battle either armoured to the gunwales, or nekkid!
PS What has the dear little rat to do with it? Or is it a wee cute mouseling? Such snookums rodent as it be either way - I shall ride into battle with its sweet self on me shoulder, so I shall!
(carefully arming self with l-o-o-o-o-o-o-oo-o-o-o-o-o-o-oo-ng hatpin for any swollen thingies that might arise...)
Heavens Gautam! Do you think that we shall be afeared of thy footling mwah-mwah's?
