She would be happy for the rememberance.
Matter of fact, the idea just came to me.
Right out of the ether.
She's still pulling the strings from
*Ahem*
Down there ¥¥¥
I know what you're saying, I got carried away too. Frood only has to drop like three lines. Write somebody in or out. Except for himself of course. Frood stays one way or the other. I think he's sore still heh
There's an alien looking out under the center. You at Area 51 when in the Air Force?
There's a Coast to Coast show with a reserved line for Area 51 folks to call in. His show got legit cut off when a certain caller called in. I bet it was you. I will have to listen to it in full over the next...
Air quality in northern connecticut was terrible yesterday, blew out, now its blowing back in for later today. The sky was red yesterday and headlights were flipping on on peoples cars who keep them on automatic.
The cloud of dust the object caused crashing through the roof before destroying the stage raised a large cloud of dust which began to dissipate upon the the utterance of that gravelly
voice. The large party of revelers who were minutes before encouraging Frood to peg himself, now wanted no part...
The only thing your tickling is between your legs.
And knowing you there's a little bell pierced there,
'ding-a-ling ding ding' (lower case because it's a small bell).
Me, I would need a cow bell sized dinger, but not to brag..
Froo knew!
Dancing like an Egyptian on Coke,
Froodus gyrated so fast his gash became penis again,
And the little penai yelled 'Shadow Person Show Yourself!'
The room went dim.
The partiers hushed.
A scent of insence permeated the space.
And among the shadows a darker shadow emerged.
Vitriol...