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Who wants a wee dram? (Silver Lunar) Pour Vous Joy
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Bev | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:46 |
wow laddddy merlic thatsd strong stuffff watch yerself vicar,,,,,soss monk can i have sone more pl;lessss |
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The Border Reiver | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:39 |
Good Morrow Mrs Merlin, I don't mind if I do try a drop of that nectar ye are offering the portly friar replied and promptly emptied the can of guiness he was holding before reaching for the proffered brew. |
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Conan | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:36 |
Tuck!!! A man of the Cloth is welcome here. I am no heathen. But you must contribute more than gluttony my friend. Give reference to your true worth !!!!!!! |
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Unknown | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:34 |
(Puff of Pink Smoke etc) Friar - Put that guiness can down - ye Gods, - it is a potion of the FUTURE! It may turn thee into a footballe hooligane, or worse! Here - I offer thee a dram of my J.D. and Cokee. (Fresh from me punch bowl) |
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The Border Reiver | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:27 |
The friar stirs from where he has been sleeping against the bole of a large oak tree. He smells the aroma of roast venison wafting in the morning breeze and climbs to his feet to go in search of a morsel or two (or more) of this feast. He enters a large clearing where the embers of a fire are still glowing dimly and all around are the still forms of sleeping people (some of whom he recognises) and a small mountainof metallic objects. He picks up one of these objects - sniffs the opening and is surprised to find that it smells of beer - whence have these strange objects come from? he muses as he starts looking for a full one. He finds a box marked 'guiness cans' and opens one and quaffs deeply of its contents - 'excellent brew' he quoths and picks up the box, helps himself to a hind leg of venison and repairs to a large tree to partake of this feast until the others arise from their slumbers. I |
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Conan | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:23 |
Rest now my Ladies I shall'st protect you through the night................ |
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Joy | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:10 |
:-) good night. Joy |
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Bev | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:09 |
hear that Joy??? he might get his kit off tomorrow least thats what i think he said Bev |
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Conan | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:04 |
Allan You are true and loyal. I will share my blood with you. Joy/Bev You may yet receive your wish for all to be revealed. But first, there is some reckoning that I may call upon beforehand. Until the morrow my fair Ladies!!! |
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TinaTheCheshirePussyCat | Report | 12 Jun 2005 00:03 |
Ah, Scarlet Willy, that offer telleth me much of your loyalty and bravery. However, I am not a cruel master and wouldst not wish you to suffocate from noxious fumes during the night. This has indeed been an arduous day and I have walked, not to mention flown, many a long mile without the opportunity to rinse away the dust. I would sleep as far away from my feet as you possibly can. I too must needs rest for who knows what dangers the morrow may bring. Good night, good sirs, and rest thee well. |
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Joy | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:59 |
Chorus Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men Feared by the bad, loved by the good Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood He called the greatest archers to a tavern on the green They vowed to help the people of the king They handled all the troubles on the English country scene And still found plenty of time to sing Chorus He came to Sherwood Forest with a feather in his cap A fighter never looking for a fight His bow was always ready, and he kept his arrows sharp. He used them to fight for what was right. Chorus With Friar Tuck and Little John they had a roguish look, They did the deed the others wouldn't dare. He captured all the money that the evil sheriff took, And rescued many a lady fair. Chorus He came to Sherwood Forest with a feather in his cap A fighter never looking for a fight His bow was always ready and he kept his arrows sharp He used them to fight for what was right Chorus |
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Bev | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:58 |
forsuth it doth appear that i am to left un chaparonned is my virtue safe pray tell me??? |
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Bev | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:56 |
well willy thats usually where my dog sleeps but if you insist |
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TinaTheCheshirePussyCat | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:47 |
My lady Joy I fear you ask too great a favour of brave Robin. Were he to be caught flashing in the greenwood by the evil Sheriff GrumpyRules, he would doubtless be executed forthwith. 'Tis not a fate his friends would wish on him. |
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Bev | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:45 |
all i can say Joy is they def don't know me Allen just called me Lady.................pmsl but he knows i am tanned and thinks it's cos i toiled in some fields.................fat chance laid on some beach more like!!!! if i find out thou will be the first to know god they got me at it now |
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TinaTheCheshirePussyCat | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:41 |
My lady Joy Thou needest not have fear of brave Robin. He may be here in the greenwood in the guise of an outlaw, but he is a true and gentille knight. My lady Bev Ah, poor soul, I can tell by thy colour that you have toiled many a long hour in the fields for the Lord of the Manor. Take thy rest on this grassy knoll and have a chunk of venison. I regret that Friar Tuck is not with us at present. Doubtless he has been called away to the deathbed of some expiring peasant. He will return, I doubt not. In the meantime, there is some potion left in this cauldron. I cannot, however, speak as to the effects it may produce. |
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Bev | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:40 |
err Joy you sure you want him to do that??? after all you only just met lol |
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Bev | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:34 |
Joy perhaps Robin is your knight in shining armour come to sweep you off your feet on his white charger take you to his castle, shower you with gifts and feasts on the other hand he could be a pervert lol (only joking about the pervert bit, not a clue who he is) |
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Bev | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:30 |
joy you could have told me you were here just cos you fancy Robin lol |
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Bev | Report | 11 Jun 2005 23:29 |
i trust Friar Tuck is not dyslexic, else we might all be in trouble |