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Post by LucyQuipment on Feb 1, 2008 12:20:33 GMT
filming the Halloween number umpteen movie, and filled with rubber
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Post by Lou Briccant on Feb 1, 2008 13:56:00 GMT
naked dollies shrouded only in white flimsy lace netting and
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Post by wendyskysblue on Feb 1, 2008 15:37:30 GMT
too much make up 'stage' blood and plastic fangs
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Post by merseycat on Feb 1, 2008 16:40:56 GMT
which frightened her to deathe because she thought she had arrived in TOGs reality but
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Post by LucyQuipment on Feb 5, 2008 10:53:04 GMT
it was OK, she was only the star in the Bride of Frankenstein.
Meanwhile, back at the haunted castle,
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Post by Peek on Feb 5, 2008 17:57:43 GMT
the creaking portcullis suddenly collapsed, due to a large, pink
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Post by merseycat on Feb 5, 2008 18:07:25 GMT
elephant carrying the Shah of Iran who was going
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Post by Peek on Feb 5, 2008 18:13:12 GMT
to a dance with only 1 keg of Party 7.... the problem was, he'd forgotten the
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Post by Lou Briccant on Feb 5, 2008 22:35:31 GMT
address, where the party was supposed to be and anyhow he was'nt sure if he should have come in fancy dress
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Post by marjibarji on Feb 6, 2008 9:16:42 GMT
like the late organist, who had stretched himself by overdoing the
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Post by Peek on Feb 6, 2008 12:11:20 GMT
fandango with the bearded lady, decided to cut his losses and
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Post by LucyQuipment on Feb 6, 2008 14:19:50 GMT
retire to the crypt, where he shared a glass or two with the ghost of
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Post by Lou Briccant on Feb 6, 2008 15:26:46 GMT
the wicked lady of camberwick green, who wasted no time luring him
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Post by marjibarji on Feb 6, 2008 19:53:58 GMT
into her underground cold, cold, crypt, so he crept in and
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Post by Lou Briccant on Feb 6, 2008 22:07:23 GMT
was immediately bitten in the neck by a vampire and
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Post by marjibarji on Feb 7, 2008 6:49:46 GMT
became one of the undead, and developed a liking for tomato sauce and
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Post by LucyQuipment on Feb 7, 2008 10:11:49 GMT
and the skin off rice pudding, all washed down with
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Post by Peek on Feb 7, 2008 12:03:34 GMT
a nice glass of Pinot Grigio. "Blow this for a game of soldiers" he thought, "I'm going to book a holiday in
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Post by LucyQuipment on Feb 7, 2008 13:03:39 GMT
Transylvania. Wonder if Uncle Dracula would be able to put me up for a few nights? So off he trotted to
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Post by Peek on Feb 7, 2008 13:07:25 GMT
the dentists to see if his teeth were sharp enough to bite into a crusty roll filled with
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