Won't you be a-joinin' the chanters, Sista MsO?
and a YAY for opportunism! (YAY!)
what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO....
And another time to see if we can make Lash here it all the way over in .. uhmm.. Georgia I think (right?)
what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO....
what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO.... what the HELL...I be tellin' YOOOOO....
...and tears flow over some of the faces of the people of the cave...the tears are for their fathers, their brothers, and their mothers...the tears are for the chant, the sacred life-renewing chant...and for the newcomers...and for their purification in the chant...
...what the hell...I be tellin yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin yooooo...what the hell...
...and the newcomers shed their garments now as the beat becomes more intense...and they are unashamed of their nakedness...they are purified in the chant of the people of the cave...and the male newcomers and the female newcomers and the people of the cave rub against each other in a slithering, sweaty, fevered, writhing mass...and one of the newcomers shouts out "Where is Lash! What the hell! I want to grind up against that sweet sweet ass! What the HELL!"...and the unanswered cry carries throughout the darkest recesses of the massive cave...and the chant continues...
...I be TELLin yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin yooooo...what the hell...
farmerman wrote:The sazd thing is that kicky will be all sobered up in a few hours and wont remember a damn thing about this dumass thread.
Apparently he isn't ever sober or he remembered
<Lash, a little breathless and wobbly, girates into the mass from Nevada.....(woohoooo, swivellin swivellin those brown hips, baby!!!)>
...what the hell...I be tellin yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin yooooo...what the hell...
Everyone freezes and goes silent. It is as if the air has been sucked from the room.
The mouths of the cave people stand open in disbelief. "It is the one," says someone from the back of the cave. "It is the ONE!"
A great jubilant cry goes up from the crowd. They have found their leader. They can tell by the dark circles under her eyes (a sign that she has been making much mook-mook, their term for sex), the joyful sound of her chanting voice, and the strange wobbly motion in her dance (a hint that her legs are tired from much mook-mook--another sign of leadership). She is the one.
The circle opens once again and the people of the cave watch as a trio of the largest males lead her forward. The other newcomers stand in awe, shocked that it should be Lash that will become leader of the cave people. They are jealous, yes, but also proud, for she is one of them.
When she is standing in the center of them all, the one called Lash is made to remove all her garments. She does so willingly, giggling even, as she takes off her silky purple lace bra and panties. She winks and tosses the panties to a particularly large and virile-looking male, who catches them and begins sniffing them madly like a hungry dog.
"Well, boys, whatcha waiting for?" she says flirtatiously, "Dinner is served."
Excited cries of "What the hell!?" are heard from various parts of the cave, and the orgy begins. The stomping of feet and the pounding of hand-drums and bamboo sticks is rhythmic and steady...it is hard to discern who is attached to who as the bodies of the cave people and the newcomers alike involuntarily submit to the needs of their bodies...it is like they are in a mass trance...and there are nipples and penises sliding in and out and over buttocks and thighs and mouths, and tongues slipping into and over open and willing orifices...so many orifices...and hands rubbing...and fingers touching...and it is the prepubescent children, unable to participate in the making of mook-mook, that take up the chant again...and although their bodies cannot, the voices of the children of the cave commingle and intertwine with the undulating mass of naked bodies, making the circle complete...
...what the hell...I be tellin' yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin' yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin' yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin' yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin' yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin' yooooo...
Jesus F-in Christ Kicky you are one crazy madman
You might consider a writing career.. there's good money in that :wink:
Betcha killed the thread with that one though
What the hell...
Did I get myself into?
squinney
I don't know but the whole thing is hilarious and I have no idea why I find it funny but I do
and you were delicious. a hint of strawberry..
I can tell you one thing...it definitely wasn't cherry.
You're right, kicky. My wife and I went to the farmers market this morning, and I bought a basket of bing cherries. I at half of it, so I know the taste of cherry.
AAAAARRRRGH!
I went out on the deck of the clubhouse for a smoke a minute ago and I heard a woman say to her kid ... "I'll be telling YOU..."
I looked down to the pool area real fast, thinking for sure I was gonna see Lash and her sonofgus. I could hardly stop myself from calling out "What the hell..."
That's when you know A2K really has taken over your life.
