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Started by goat starer, July 23, 2007, 03:28:35 PM

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anthrobabe

Anthro removes Kiyo from where wedged under the bar, removes large glass container from grasping clutches and tosses (ummmm places him gently in the middle of the ring) Where he grasps the nimble goat by the neck and both leave the area in quest of bandaids and a nap.

Anthro then saunters over to P! and peeks between palms of clasped hands (as if looking at a wee mousie she has in there), winks and saunters out.

Anthro is a naughty wench!
Saucy Gert Pettigrew at your service, head ale wench, ships captain, mayorial candidate, anthropologist, flirtation specialist.

Pachyderm

Pachyderm goes around the room, replacing all the skirting boards with metal ones.

Only mice with cutting gear can get in now.....
Imus ad magum Ozi videndum, magum Ozi mirum mirissimum....

anthrobabe

http://mouseknight.rmca.org/    (actually pretty awesome!)

Anthro is still being bad( this is why Joe the biker boy likes her so much if truth be told)
anyway
she stands in the center of the room and hollers a challenge and when she sees who is accepting the challenge she

............

Saucy Gert Pettigrew at your service, head ale wench, ships captain, mayorial candidate, anthropologist, flirtation specialist.

Pachyderm

Pachyderm puts up a hand, and humbly asks

"Got any mice?"


When he hears a "no", puts on his gold lame shorts, boxing shoes and ties the glove on the end of his trunk.

Enters ring, doing a soft-shoe shuffle.

"Sure you haven't got any mice?"
Imus ad magum Ozi videndum, magum Ozi mirum mirissimum....

Kiyoodle the Gambrinous

"I still can see some pink mice flying around... Or are those flying pink elephants? Or elphant-mice?"

*lays down, hugging a bottle of whiskey and goat's horns*
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I'm back..

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Pachyderm

At the thought of a mouse the same size as he is, Cap'n P, the vicious pirate squeals like a 6 year old girl, and desperately tries to stand on a chair. When this is unsuccessful, he burrows under the tall table in the Toadfish pub, and cries.
Imus ad magum Ozi videndum, magum Ozi mirum mirissimum....

anthrobabe

A decides P has had enough with the mice thing and begins an internet search on the fears of

Goats!!!!
Saucy Gert Pettigrew at your service, head ale wench, ships captain, mayorial candidate, anthropologist, flirtation specialist.