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Actually, I think Charlie was hoping for something more like this if there's still time for a redo?
I sit with mouth agape then start to laugh,,,, well loks like my second in command grew some brass ones lol,,,
Humm maybe if I knew this way before I could have used it better but then again I know what a woman can do to a guy .
I just hope he does not take this yelling orders at me to far or I will have to reign in him lol can not let the others ( ROO for examole LOL ) getting away with yelling at the head honcho ,
I snicker it is good to see him take a stand and speak his mind and I do have to admit his ideas are good so I will go with The Lion Tamer and have Charlie with me to take the other cat so we look normal ROTFLMAS as if we are normal.
Okay hey PTG lower the volume and stop yelling at me * I shoot him a raised eye brow stare * to clarify my meaning.
Angel take the Poster PTG picked and I agree on and get going to your office in cloud City to ,ake the copies and Roo make sure you two get there geter done and get back
Who wants to put the fake scratches on my cheeks??
The ones on my face I say before anyone **ROO** can make a smart arse remark.
OKAY lets get this rolling and gather what we need and finalize the plans.
Opel yells soups on and I look at the time wow lunch already okay everyone break for lunch then we hit the books and get this going ,,,, Angel Roo eat before you take off and let me know if you need anything before you go.
Lion Tamer hum yep I kinda like that and having Charlie with me is a good idea.
We all sit down to eat another Opel special ,, that woman is amazing and looks so good in that outfit.
With the Cap’n chivvying us all to get ready for the foray. I pop into my Hospital room where I have laid out THE MOST spectacular Ring Master’s uniform that I could get from the HOS Repository.
My broom is having the sulks as I have swapped it for a wicked looking whip.
“It looks ridiculous on you!” is all I hear from it as I don the outfit.
I am having a bit of trouble fixing the pencil-thin moostashio on my upper lip but when all is accomplished, I just HAVE to find a mirror to admire the results!
SOOO different from my usual white huggie jacket with its voluminous pantaloons.
As I leave my room I bump into an invisible wall in the middle of the corridor.
“Ouch! You clumsy oaf!
“Can’t you see where you are going?”
It is Roo Roo as usual playing at being invisible with her beloved cloak.
“Not if you are going to continue wearing that pile of bedding!
“You are supposed to be a knife thrower NOT the invisible man
“Who would come to YOUR show to see Nothing?!”
I should not have mentioned her skills as two wicked blades pin me to the wall
“If you have torn my outfit, I will zap you and your cloak into oblivion with this hide whip!”
Only to see it shredded before my eyes to the accompaniment of chuckles and cheers from my broom!
Just as we both go into offensive/defensive mode Angel comes shimmering down the corridor in THE most revealing outfit.
Roo gasps: “You can’t go out in public wearing just that!
“You will get locked up for indecency!”
Just then the Cap’n appears and surveys the scene.
“Will you two just cool it?
“Charlie needs some help with her costume, and she won’t let me into her room to help!”
Angel and Roo begrudgingly cease their prospective fisticuffs and slope off down to her room to help.
When all is said and done, Charlie is really a home body, but I wouldn’t care to get within range of those knitting needles!
The Cap’n beams:
“Do I look good? Or do I look more than good?
“Lets load up the wagons, sort out our livestock that is coming with us, and hit the road!”
Good grief! I don't get what all the fuss is over my outfit for the "fortune teller"! Why is everybody always pickin' on me! Oh, very well then. How about this one?
I see from the Tea Room window the wagons and animals are assembled and ready for the trip.
“Mrs Fletcher – While we are gone, all our protecting wards will be in place and both my pet owl and the crow will be standing guard.
“Also Charlie has a couple of surprises ‘up her sleeve’ for any unwelcome intruders’
“But if you at any point think you are in danger, I or Roo will return immediately as the true Knights that we are!”
I get a big smile in return as she says;
“Make sure that you return with the Cap’n safe and sound, or you had better not return at all!
“AND keep Katt safe, she is not used to outdoor catering! AND bring back all my pots”
Charlie is now outside and has organised her animals.
She has Nose ‘at point’ to sniff out any trouble on the way and Beau practising her trumpeting as a clarion call to all our worthy citizens as we travel up the long winding path.
She herself has hold of Sugar and Spice on long leads. This is not necessary, but just for show, as they are tame (if you can ever truly consider a large cat to be tame!).
I am waiting for Cap’n Bob to give the command: “By the left quick march!”
But he seems to be preoccupied with something.
Then I realise what that something is. The fur on Sugar’s neck is covering our spy pearl necklace and Angel cannot view any pictures.
“NO!!! DEFINITELY NO!!!!” bellows Charlie, as the Cap’n approaches the cat with a large pair of scissors!
In a trice she has knitted a thin silk scarf from gossamer threads and tied it around Sugar’s ruff.
And gives a big grin of satisfaction as she waves her needles at him.
“Now let us go!”
Just the ticket - FANTABULOUS!
I am appalled that not only do I have to contend with Randy barking orders at me now PTG is following suit.
When this mission is over I will have a few words with those two!
I check my costume in the mirror & am satisfied that my Bloody Mary outfit is convincing.The blood on the sleeves & bodice will add a little drama to my knife throwing act, although it may prevent anyone in the audience from being a volunteer to assist me, ha ha.
I put on my cloak & a pair of gloves to hide the cuts from my practice sessions then join the rest of our merry band of circus performers just stopping to check that the Fortune Wheel (with my minor adjustments) has been packed.
I take a place downwind of the cats......with all this blood on my costume they may mistake ME for lunch!!!!
AS OUR STRANGE CIRCUS FORMS UP I LOOK AROUND. EVERYTHING LOOKS AS IT SHOULD FOR A SMALL TRAVELING CIRCUS. WHEN CAP STARTS TOWARD US WITH SCISSORS TO CLIP THE FUR COVERING THE PEARLS I YELL AT HIM. NO WAY IS HE CUTTING THAT FUR. I PULL OUT THE MAGIC KNITTING NEEDLES GIVE THE THE ORDER TO MAKE A WHITE SOFT SCARF. THE PUT IT SUGAR. THEN CHASE THE CAP AWAY WITH MY NEEDLES POINTED AT HIM. THEN ASK THE NEEDLES TO MAKE ONE FOR SPICE. THAT WAY THE SCARF WILL NOT DRAW UNDUE ATTENTION.
IN THE BRIGHT CART ARE OPAL AND KATT WITH EVERYTHING THEY WILL NEED TO FEED US AND THE CUSTOMERS WHO COME TO SEE OR SHOW. BEAU IS SO FULL OF HIMSELF TRUMPETING AWAY. THAT SHOULD GET US NOTICED.
JL IS SITTING ON BABY'S HEAD. HE THINKS IT AN ADVENTURE. IT MAY WELL BE.
HOPE THE CAP LIKES THE FEW TRICKS I HAVE BEEN TEACHING THEM. SNOOP WILL BE SURPRISED IF HE GETS STEPPED ON. BABY AND BEAU KNOW HE WILL BE RUNNING IN AND OUT OF THEIR LEGS AS THE DANCE. SUGAR AND SPICE HAVE LEARNED TO SIT ON CHAIRS WITH NO BACKS. AND PAW THE AIR LIKE THEY REALLY WOULD LIKE TO ATTACK. SUGAR WILL PLACE HER PAWS ON MY SHOULDERS KEEPING HER WEIGHT ON HER BACK LEGS AS I PLACE MY HEAD IN HER MOUTH. SHE IS SUCH A SWEET THING. THEY WILL LEAP OVER EACH OTHER AND COME TO A STOP JUST INCHES FROM RANDY OR I. AND ROAR.
BABY AND BEAU WILL LET JL JUMP UP ON ONE RUMP THE RACE TO THE TRUNK OF ONE TO THE TRUNK OF THE OTHER THEN TO THE RUMP THEN TURN AND RUN THE OTHER WAY. THIS TIME THE TRUNK WILL NOT BE TOGETHER AND HE WILL DROP. THEY WILL CATCH HIM AND SWING HIM LIKE A JUMP ROPE THE FLIP HIM IN THE AIR AND CATCH HIM. MORE OR LESS DO WHAT THEY DO WITH HIM IN THE BARN TO KEEP HIM OUT OF MISCHIEF AND ENTERTAINED. WITH LUCK NO ONE WILL LEAVE A BUCKET OF WATER NEAR THEM WHEN PREFORMING OR THEY ARE LIKELY TO HOSE THE GUESTS. IF THE CAP WANTS MORE THAN THIS HE HAD BETTER ASK.
WE HAVE WORKED ON THESE ACTS ONLY A COUPLE OF DAYS. BUT THEY ARE BRIGHT WELL MOST ARE. THEY WILL DO ANYTHING I ASK IF I CAN SHOW THEM OR TELL THEM WHAT IS WANTED.
SO WE ARE OFF. I LOOK UP AT GRIFF WATCHING THE GROUP GATHER READY TO DEPART. HE NODS. HE KNOWS HE WILL BE PART OF THE DEFENSE OF THE TEA ROOM IF NEEDS BE.
I AM SURE SMOKE AND SHEBA WILL ALSO HELP. IF THAT LITTLE MAN COMES AGAIN HE WILL NOW ONLY FIND DOOGIE AND GOLDIE. AND A GNOME THAT THAT DINKY AND SMIDGE HAVE HIRED TO DO THE CHORES WHILE WE ARE GONE. HE KNOWS NOTHING SO CAN'T SAY ANYTHING OF IMPORTANCE.
WE ARE READY AND WAITING FOR CAP TO GIVE THE ORDER.
We should be standing to attention and waiting for an inspection from our Cap’n, but his superb moostashio seems to have moulted and is rather lop sided!
He glowers at Roo
“Where on earth did you get this? It is not fit for purpose.
“I can’t be seen with such a disaster on my lip”
Roo sniffs in disdain and says
“I paid good money for that! You must have tweaked it too hard and pulled some of the hairs out”
The Cap’n bristles! (“bristles” – get it?!)
“I am NOT paying for this – the cost comes out of YOUR pocket”
At this jibe, Roo colours slightly and fishes around in her pockets.
She tosses a box to him and snarls:
“Here is the box. YOU go back and get a refund. After all we are near the Town Toyshop at the moment and that is where I got it from.”
The Cap’n looks at the box, gasps when he sees the price tag on it and then reads the small print.
“You cretinous 3ic! Don’t you read
”This is a JOKE Moostashio and is supposed to disintegrate!”
He storms off back to the Toyshop with box and disintegrated contents while we all stand and wait
Waiting still, for the command to be off on our journey.