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3 entries this month
 

The Klingon and the burp.

15:05 Jan 30 2008
Times Read: 894


Returning to bed after ‘the chat’ I had this dream. I am sitting in a bar at a table, petting a tribble. It is cooing as I sit and talk to two other ladies, and one very silent man. The bar is small, smoke filled, pool table with a jukebox playing type of bar. Nothing fancy. We are talking about how you pronounce the word Louisville.



Then in walk a tall, muscular built Klingon. He is in full gear- long black hair, black leather, spikes on the gloves and shoulders, knifes in plain view stashed all over his body. Safe to say the crowd gave him room to walk by them. He walks over to the bar and slams his fist on the bar, speaking ..or more like spitting out something. The bartender gave him a bottle and he opened it and poured a third of it down his throat. One of the ladies said “I would totally do him” I stood and said went toward him.



Tapping him on the shoulder, he turns and I smile up at the giant. “Hello… my friend was wondering …” that is when the tribble went off as any Star Trek fan knows they hate Klingons. It’s cooing turned into yelps and it tried to climb my chest. “if you would dance with her.” I pointed to the table, and a knife tip touched my neck. I step back and quickly walked back to the table. “I don’t think he dances.”



That is when the other lady with us stood and said “That is what you get when you send a Kentuckian to do a woman’s job.” We watched as walked toward the man, her short frame drafted as he turned to her pat on the shoulder. He listen as she spoke- pointed toward the table, and the Klingon spoke to her as we cringe at the anger. That is when she step forward a step, stood on tip toes and the loudest burp came from her.



The sound echo off the walls, the music player grinded to a stop, the pool table cloth was rip as the player’s stick jerked. Everyone in the room just looked at the little woman, and the Klingon smiled. She turned to come back to the table and, like the red sea, people parted to let her threw. Fear in most of the eyes, admired by a few. She returns to the table and plops down on the bench like it was nothing. The silent man speaks “That’s my girl”



The Klingon is not far behind her and he holds out his hand to the lady. I move out of the way so she can slide out, and they went off to dance to the song that just started to play as the jukebox came back on. I turned to my friend and we picked up our drinks and I made a toast. “Here is to getting some forehead ridge loving.” The silent man rolled his eyes as we busted out laughing. The dream ended with them dancing to Loving You.



*Had to hear that song to get it out of my head, so here it is. And I left the names out of the dream to protect the ..cough cough ... innocent.*





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Gothlika666
Gothlika666
22:17 Feb 03 2008

Very interesting, i like it...





 

Jack is pissing me off.

18:09 Jan 17 2008
Times Read: 930


He opens the door and she pushes past him, the long metal item she carried smacks him in the leg. “Hello old man winter. How are ya?” He shuts the door and turns to see her setting up the portable screen. “Its Jack..Jack Frost.” She smiles, and pulls up the screen, showing a map of the United States. “Ok- Jack. Name is Kay and I wanted to talk with you for just a few minutes.” She sniffs the air “Is that hot chocolate I smell?” “Yes. And no.” She frown at the tall thin man, his hair of a gray blue color. “Fine. I didn’t want any anyway.”



He walks over to see the map and she pulls out a extendable pointing tool. “Now- I am not trying to be a …witch..but I just wanted to point this out to you. See..this..” She points to a small town on the map “..is my town. And this..” She points to another small town “.. is a town 60 miles northeast of it. Now for the last two day its been in the high 20’s. Nice and cold. Then when the wetness comes floating in…” She waves her hand over the area “… what do you do? You let it warm up! What is that? I mean… it snowed in a town 60 miles from me…but you could not give me two or three inches? Instead I get rain? I demand snow damn it! Its been years since I had the white stuff.” The last said with the pointer at his chest.



He pushed it away as she kept peaking. “Look… I need snow. I need 9 or 11 inches. I need it so deep a frog pisses on himself because he can’t jump in it. I want it to stay on the ground for days….week even.” She hit his chest with the pointer again. “You need to get your act together. I mean… 60 miles? Couldn’t you have given me at least some frost?”



He pulled the pointer from her hand and said “Santa was right… you are nuts.” “I am not …Hey you know Santa? Of course you do- north pole and all. So has he lost all those extra pounds from Christmas yet?” The pointer was pushed into her hands and he started putting the screen down. “Why didn’t you ask Santa for snow?” She started to speak, then didn’t. “What- you got lumps of coal in your stocking?” He laughed at her stun look. “Maybe a little. Me and Santa are not seeing eye to eye of late… that whole good or naughty list…and who is he to judge me, anyway? It's not like I killed anyone or something…hey…wait a minute. I am not done.”



“Yes you are.” “Nooo I not.” “If you don’t want the rest of winter to be in the mid 70’s like two weeks ago…you are. Not another word form you.” She gives a sigh, folds the screen down and walked out, Jack shutting the door behind her. He heard her wish of “I hope your ice man melts…if you know what I mean.” as he went back to his hot chocolate.

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LadyChordewa
LadyChordewa
22:49 Jan 17 2008

ok plain and simple, you are just a nut LOL.



Nightgame
Nightgame
18:06 Jan 18 2008

Na na na, The snow this weekend will now stay to the south and west and east of us but none will hit here other than flurries... You dingbat!





Elemental
Elemental
23:21 Jan 22 2008

Hey me and Jack....like two peas in a pod. :) lol





 

Just for fun I wrote this to give you...

16:11 Jan 17 2008
Times Read: 943


A peak inside House Eternal, where this rat makes her home.



Rat yawns as she walks toward her bed in the House. She rubs her eyes, knowing the route by heart, and feels the wet cold water hit her from the kiddy pool the otter was playing in. She smiled at the otter’s scream, and waved goodnight, great having her back home.



She looks up at the birdy nest and see it was empty. Always the night owl that one. She glanced at the baseboard in front of her, her hole in it leading to her room in the House. She was almost there when she saw fur fly right by her, being lead by a ball that it was pushing around. "That Ferret never sleeps… I swear."



She step into her hole and goes directly to her bed, climbing in and pulling the cover up. She listen to the sound of the House- the screams from the basement, the growls from the closet under the stairs. Kitchen cabinets opening and closing. The lump being kicked and tripped on. People talking and laughing. Home sweet home.



She rolls to her side and falls asleep.



She wake to a silent House, only the soft moans from the basement keeping her company. She sits on the edge of the bed, and rubs her belly, chopping her lips, thinking she needed to use the bathroom. She stands, walking slowly to the opening, trying to keep her eyes open and yawning. As she reach the doorway, her eyes half open, a very large very white set of feline teeth was in front of her, along with the low growl of a killer.



Rat lets out a scream, then leaps backward and falls on her butt and started to back paddle to put distance between her and those teeth. That is when the caracal start to giggle, the golden eyes flashing into the hole before it turns and leaves. Rat stand and runs to the doorway only to watch the reddish brown furred animal walking away. “Damn it Images. That was not nice.” The cat glanced back at the rat and winked, then continued on toward the kitchen. “You frighten the shit out of me…and I am not cleaning that UP!” The cat’s laughter floated back to her, and the rat watched as she flip her tail at her.



“Master Vampire my…. butt.”


COMMENTS

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KCRC
KCRC
16:23 Jan 17 2008

“You frighten the shit out of me…and I am not cleaning that UP!”



That's the problem...No one EVER cleans up! That's why it smells so........funky.





DarkDestiny
DarkDestiny
17:02 Jan 17 2008

Best advertisement I ever read to join a house for fun and excitement! Glad you guys have fun, sis.





Elemental
Elemental
23:23 Jan 22 2008

Me a night owl??? If you call midnight late...lol








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