Shannon SteelSlave wrote:Even with nothing to lose, I still say let the sleeping dog lie.
Last night dream was less embarrassing though, I was just building the worlds most powerful pogo stick and launched myself to the moon, probably to get away from my mother in law.
At least up there you won't be waking any sleeping dogs.
Just watch out for Laika's ghost.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
Shannon SteelSlave wrote:Even with nothing to lose, I still say let the sleeping dog lie.
Last night dream was less embarrassing though, I was just building the worlds most powerful pogo stick and launched myself to the moon, probably to get away from my mother in law.
Is the moon far enough? I'd dream of Pluto tonight if I were you.
, I was going for the dark side, where they have cookies, though I'm not allowed to eat any.
Shannon SteelSlave wrote:Even with nothing to lose, I still say let the sleeping dog lie.
Last night dream was less embarrassing though, I was just building the worlds most powerful pogo stick and launched myself to the moon, probably to get away from my mother in law.
Now you're making sense
I have my moments. Few and far between, I'll admit but it does occasionally happen.
Shannon SteelSlave wrote:Even with nothing to lose, I still say let the sleeping dog lie.
Last night dream was less embarrassing though, I was just building the worlds most powerful pogo stick and launched myself to the moon, probably to get away from my mother in law.
At least up there you won't be waking any sleeping dogs.
Just watch out for Laika's ghost.
What a choice, Naked embarrassment in front of my mother in law or being chased around the moon by a dead dog?.
Well as I'm allergic to dogs I'm forced into fetching my brushes and rollers, I just hope its an good clothes drying day.
Second thoughts, I'll strip the coils off my car and add them to the pogo stick,
Pluto here I come....boing...boing....boing....snap, BUGGER!!!!
bounddosster wrote:I was going for the dark side, where they have cookies, though I'm not allowed to eat any.
I can make some low-cal cookies.
Jenny.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
bounddosster wrote:I was going for the dark side, where they have cookies, though I'm not allowed to eat any.
I can make some low-cal cookies.
Jenny.
Mmm! yes please, I'll convert the pogo stick to a twin seater then you can come with me and we'll have a cookie picnic on the dark side. Better bring a torch so you can see what you're popping into you're mouth, You don't want to be slipping the wrong thing between your lips.
bounddosster wrote: I'll convert the pogo stick to a twin seater then you can come with me and we'll have a cookie picnic on the dark side.
I was thinking of riding my stick vacuum (jet-powered version of the classic witch broom, even has impulse engines for interplanetary travel).
bounddosster wrote:Better bring a torch so you can see what you're popping into you're mouth, You don't want to be slipping the wrong thing between your lips.
Indeed. Especially if it's covered in that damned moon dust. Nasty stuff.
Jenny.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
