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: : : : : Oh, this sounds like a lot of fun!!! Am I permitted to cast a few spells too??? In return I can offer you one of my best brooms!!! I promise that no waddling gunsmith will ever catch you..

: : : : : She Who Loves To Trade

: Me thinks your broom is shy a few bristles CT.


: : : Well, Bill.. I think you sound..BEWITCHED.....

: : : Perhaps you'll DREAM OF JEANNIE tonight or better yet..THE WITCHES OF EASTWICK...

: : : Sweet dreams...

: : : CT

: Nah.  Doubt it.  I never really liked Jeannie.  She can stay in her bottle for all I care.  Witches of Eastwick though sounds interesting.......I mean it's every man's dream to have three women....well you know what I mean.  All three are babes, though I don't care much for their real life personas.

: : Dear CT,

: : Pay no attention to the Rookie. He's been wandering Gnome Man's Land WAY too long! Cast away! Why not give the gunsmith a very, very, VERY bad rash! 

: I've already GOT a rash thank you.  Ask Betty!

: Or maybe do him in - lock, stock, & barrel! Ha ha ha! Sorry, Rookie - I promise - no more gunner jokes.

: Ah ha ha.  Very funny.  I think your powder's a little damp there babe.

: : But hey - you know me, I shoot straight from the hip!!! 

: Yeah, at LEAST six or eight times right?  Or was that Rich shooting straight from the hip....?

: :Ooops! Pardon - I just can't seem to bite the bullet. Ha ha! Sorry, Gunsmith - I just blow me away. Ooops! There I go again. Okay, okay - just fire away & let me have it. Or how about a cease fire? (Ah - the things I do to amuse myself .... )

: I bet you think you are one hot pistol packin mama, right?  You probably think you hit the target in the bull right?  Nah.  You are just a flash in the pan.  A miss is as good as a mile.  Your powder got damp in that brain of yours.  Misfiring.  

: Better watch out or I will come to Mohicanland as fast as a speeding bullet!  Armed to the teeth (what teeth I have left anyways).  Ready to do battle.  I got you in my sights, E-Claire the Terrible.  You really know how to light my fuse!  I'm really burning here!  Short fused am I!  I am gonna come gunning for you!  

: So there *stomping his huge stubby foot*  Nya nya nya.

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: :  I promise to leave you alone. You've got all the trials & tribulations you can handle in the lovely, if not depraved, form of Doctor Mary.

: Well, we know about the depraved part.....but lovely?  Hard to tell.  She keeps whizzing around on that darn vacuum cleaner of hers.  Yup.  The old bag is astride her bag.  Sucking up you might say.  Leaving us in the dust you might say.  


: : When can I have my broom, CT? I may just have to sweep the blazing cobwebs out of cybersky.

: : A five witch pile-up indeed.

: Yes, it was a horrible sight!  Brooms, muskets, hoovers and witches all akimbo and tangled up into one big pile.  Ghastly sight.  

: Bill R
: Resident Wood Gnome
: Gunsmith Extraordinaire
: Witch Hunter at large


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