methinks the lord will have to wash his sheets in the morning
if he can get unstuck from them, that is...
I think the Lord just rolled over. Then he grunted once and worked his head into his pillow.
Lord E, the somnambulist rises from the bed, creeps down the hall , and micturates in a grecian urn...
Then returns to bed, none the wiser.
LionTamerX wrote:Lord E, the somnambulist rises from the bed, creeps down the hall , and micturates in a grecian urn...
Then returns to bed, none the wiser.
Gosh, LTX, I just
know you're trying to say somthing...
LionTamerX wrote:djjd62 wrote:what's a grecian urn?
so close, the correct answer is 50 drachma a day
some times you wait along time for those lines to come your way
The Lord's cat walks stealthily down the hallway of the quiet house. A mouse darts to safety under the stove. The cat stops at the Grecian urn and inquisitively takes a sniff. His whiskers straighten out and he begins to gag.
Racing away in a very pissed off fashion he makes a note to scratch out the Lord's eyes first thing in the morning.
ensuring that the lord of the manor is truly asleep, his man servant jeeves goes about his weekly task of decanting the lords prime spirits and replacing them with cheap hooch
djjd62 wrote:ensuring that the lord of the manor is truly asleep, his man servant jeeves goes about his weekly task of decanting the lords prime spirits and replacing them with cheap hooch
If I recall correctly, his man servant is named Penberthy... Unless Penberthy was dismissed for some reason.
my mistake, i thought all gentlemens gentemen were called jeeves
That's Bertie Wooster your thinking of. His man was named Jeeves.
has lordie had any nocturnal emissions of any variety, yet?
littlek wrote:has lordie had any nocturnal emissions of any variety, yet?
towards the bottom of the first page, and the top of the second
that doesn't sound quite right now that i read it
I believe that LordE is enjoying a splendid dream about now. Probably involving cognac, a roaring fire, and the greengrocer's daughter on a bearskin rug. He is drooling, ever so slightly, onto the corner of his pillow. When the dream is over, he will begin snoring intermittently, waking LadyE, who will proceed to give him a swift jab in the ribs.
Same as most nights, really.
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