Re: Where the heck is That Man O' Man?

Posted by Gnome Dome on April 10, 2000 at 17:19:46:

In Reply to: Re: Where the heck is That Man O' Man? posted by Doc M on April 10, 2000 at 16:52:34:

: : Well, I think it's a Huron's what got Miss Marcia. Suuuuure, Hurons are weeeeelcome in MohicanLand, you say. We loooooooove Hurons, you say. Now look. One of them ever-lovin' Hurons has probably got Miss Marcia. Well that's just my opinion. *sniff* 'Tain't worth a whole lot, I'll admit. I'm just sayin' it's probably one of them Hurons...

: : Dana S.

: HERE, BOY!! *tweeeet! tweeeet!* OVER HERE, BOY!! Gooood, Huron!
: Gooood boy!! Let go! Let go! SIT! SIT! *whap! whap!* Oh, for
: Lord's sake!! I told you to get MMMMarcia, not this...this
: froufrou flibberty-gibbit! Talk, talk, TALK all day, and
: makes that fuuuuuddddge that makes me break out in hives!
: Take her back THIS INSTANT!! *stomps back to the Mohicanland
: Clinic, muttering foul oaths!*

: DOc M

*grabs at Hector as he zooms past* Dang!! Missed another meal!
Shoot, that flea bitten mutt can MOVE.

Now, let's get back to YOU, you demented doc of the sick culinary habits. What did you expect from those louts anyways? YOU trained 'em! If they had a brain, they'd be Mohican, not Huron.
But then if they had half a brain between 'em, they'd be more than just a passle of dynamic loincloths and wouldn't be hangin' out with the likes of YOU!

Gnome Dome

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: : : Well, I think it's a Huron's what got Miss Marcia.  Suuuuure, Hurons are weeeeelcome in MohicanLand, you say.  We loooooooove Hurons, you say.  Now look.  One of them ever-lovin' Hurons has probably got Miss Marcia.  Well that's just my opinion. *sniff* 'Tain't worth a whole lot, I'll admit.  I'm just sayin' it's probably one of them Hurons...

: : : Dana S.

: : HERE, BOY!! *tweeeet! tweeeet!* OVER HERE, BOY!! Gooood, Huron!
: : Gooood boy!! Let go! Let go! SIT! SIT! *whap! whap!* Oh, for
: : Lord's sake!! I told you to get MMMMarcia, not this...this
: : froufrou flibberty-gibbit! Talk, talk, TALK all day, and
: : makes that fuuuuuddddge that makes me break out in hives!
: : Take her back THIS INSTANT!! *stomps back to the Mohicanland
: : Clinic, muttering foul oaths!*

: : DOc M

: *grabs at Hector as he zooms past*  Dang!!  Missed another meal!
: Shoot, that flea bitten mutt can MOVE.

: Now, let's get back to YOU, you demented doc of the sick culinary habits.  What did you expect from those louts anyways?  YOU trained 'em!  If they had a brain, they'd be Mohican, not Huron.
: But then if they had half a brain between 'em, they'd be more than just a passle of dynamic loincloths and wouldn't be hangin' out with the likes of YOU!

: Gnome Dome


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