Nah, Montana, they're all put in place again
Damn! I hate when I'm late for these things!
(Dorothy Parker passes Montana a large sharp stick)
here Montana, give them a poke..
Awwww, thanks Dorothy :-D
Hey, if you want a poke you're welcome to try mine..
The A2K women thought that they had penned in the A2K men. Now it turns out that they were only looking for a "poke".
Well ladies...do your pants up tight and let's go in and regain some order in the men-pen.
Chatter wrote:Well ladies...do your pants up tight and let's go in and regain some order in the men-pen.
at least that'll be one thing....
Down with the A2K Feministas !!!!!!!
< Heads to the closet to gather whips and chains>
<heads to the other closet to gather clubs, hammers, spikes, knives, poison-tipped spears, tear gas, boiling tar, flamethrowers, machetes, and kevlar vests>
Heads to closet to grab digital camera and woofle ball bat
(Hits Montana on ass with woofle ball bat.)
<whispering> Okay boys, are we ready? Viva la revolucion!!!
<tosses a couple hand grenades disquised as muffins towards Montana and the rest of them and goes back to stirring giant vat of boiling tar>
Wait! I only see Montana right now and I kind of like her. Aren't any of the other women around?
<still whispering> There over there near the half-off shoe sale trap we set earlier! Don't you see them over there mulling around like excited sheep?! Where are the rest of the guys? We have to move quick!
<snickers as Kicky comes out of the closet.>
