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It's not 100%? Uh oh…..
Seriously, all kidding aside, I was only kidding. I hope everyone gets to play this “game” in the fashion that they desire. I tend to be silly and joke around, but that's me… that's how I usually is.
As Saint Popeye says: “I yam what I yam and that's all that I yam.”
I must admit though… pregnant women do have a certain glow about them, that is most attractive. That glow gives away their condition before the baby bump shows.
The dwarfs and I enjoy our drink of sarsparilla by guzzling them down quickly so we can all burp. “Happy… you and Dopey have a job as Santa's elves,” I say to Happy. “Burp” He and Dopey scamper back to their places next to the throne, but Dopey can't resist and burrows head first into the “gift” bag and begins to rummage around in there.
We spy Satoire and Pafe entering and watch with amusement as they interrupt everything by blowing on that whistle and hollering. Its so nice to see them back from their adventures and joining us for Tight's celebration.
Tight slips away during the welcoming for Pafe and Satoire and Sneezy starts to follow him. I stop Sneezy and say, “Leave him be Lad. He probably needs a few moments to himself. I know I would.”
After a few moments we watch as All for You goes after her “King”. Sneezy agains makes a move to go after them and again I stop him. “Sneezy.” I say, “Let her have some time alone with him, too.”
We see MrSexLover and a few other come into the bar to join in the party. We wave to them as they all look around for TightFit. It's been a while since he left… “Sneezy”, I say. “Now you can go after them. Tell them there are other guests arriving and they all want to greet the guest of honor.”
Sneezy trots off and in a few moments comes trotting back. “All for You is blocking the door to the mens's room. He's probably in there, but I can't get past her.”
“Alright fellers.” I say… “huddle up.” We get into a huddle and we discuss a plan. Muffled voices come from the huddle “Bzzznzzbzbzz .. And then we.. mrmmmrmmbzz.. You can.. bzzzmrmmrufbzz..” Heads pop up from the huddle to look around then go back it. “Mmmremmfre… While she… bzzzzbbzbz.”
“That's a great plan.” I say to them. “I think it will work… Go get 'em Lads.”
Doc gets on Grumpy's shoulders. Sleepy gets up onto one of the bar stools then manuvers himself to get onto Doc's shoulders. Sneezy and Bashful are next to them, helping to steady the stacked dwarfs. Then they waddle off slowly and go around the corner, heading for the restrooms.
Sleepy starts to doze off from the rocking motion but snaps back awake when Sneezy sneezes… “AChoooo”. They slowly approach All for You.
“You can't go in there.” All for You says to them as they near the door. They get right next to All for You and Bashful yells, “NOW!”
Sleepy leaps off of Doc's shoulders and wraps his arms around All for You's neck and his legs around her body. All for You starts to giggle and protest but Sleepy plants a big kiss on her lips. All for You struggles against Sleepy, trying to push him off, but he's got too good a grip on her. Her struggling causes the two of them to move away from the door.
Grumpy and Doc seperate and the four dwarfs barge into the men's room spotting TightFit's feet under the door of one of the stalls. “Wait!” Doc says, holding out his arms to stop the dwarfs. “What if he's pooping in there?”
They sneak up to the door and Grumpy knocks gently on it. “Are you pooping in there?” He asks.
TightFit replies with a small chuckle, “No. I am not pooping.”
“Peeing?” Askes Doc?
“No.” Is the reply.
“ACHooooo, Good.” Says Sneezy and with that all four dwarfs scurry under the stall and surround TightFit. They grab his arms and hands and push him up from the toilet.
“They need you out there,” Doc says, “more guests are arriving and they're looking for you.”
Someone turns the latch on the door and the door gets pulled open to the inside. But there's too many dwarfs, plus with Tight and the door won't open wide enough for anyone to get out.
“Let me up there.” Grumpy say and starts to move in the stall. Soon it's all elbows and hands and faces being pushed as they struggle to get through the door. They bump into TightFit repeately, almost knocking him over.
Tightfit is laughing at the absurd goings on in the stall as All for You comes into the men's room. “What is going on in there?” She asks loudly as Sleepy tries to climb up on her to get another kiss. She pushes him off.
“There are too many of us in the stall.” TightFit says while laughing. “Some of you are going to have to go out the way you came in.”
One by one the dwarfs slip out from under the stall door, and after each one they try the door until with three of the dwarfs out, Doc opens the door and he and TightFit emerge.
They all leave the room and once outside the restroom, Bashful takes All for You's arm and slides it into TightFit's arm. The two of them then walk back to the stage area and take their places at the trestle table.
“Well done, Lads.” I say to the dwarfs as they return to the bar. “Let's have some more sarsparilla…. “
Then we can hae virtual divorces and child custody cases for when the couples split up. And when the guy adds some AChat money or renews his subsctiption, a portion will go for child support. And what happens when one of the parents leaves AChat…. ?
It will be okay for me though… I've gotten a virtual vasectomy.
Isn't that what the colored condoms were about?
Thanks for the tip Bear… I went right out and bought two. Pink and yellow… I wanted chartreuse, but yellow was as close as I could get. It did change the color, but not the way I wanted.
Also… Eva complained that I was not able to glaze her with them on. I probably won't use them much… but all is not lost… I can fill them with water and drop them from the window in the “City” room.
“Watch out below!”
Wow… what a great idea… I would love to be able to add some color… only, I want to be able to change the colors on a whim…
Just think how much fun that would be if I could make it… blue… or shocking pink or…
Chartreuse
There are two topics that do not get discussed by the politicians in this country, because we are a divided nation on them. Abortion and gun control… and I don't know what the answer is to either of them.
If a criminal or evil mind wants a gun, no gun control law will prevent them from getting one, or two. I lived in that clandestine world for a while (back in my other life) dealings for outlawed things happen everyday.
This was a planned, meditated attack, not a random act of enraged violence.
Now, the cable news organizations will spend the next week talking about this, and making the shooter a recognized name. That, in my opinion, should not happen, I don't want him to become famous.
Back on topic:
I could not wait to hug my two kids yesterday.
I wander around the floor in front of the trestle table where Tightfit74 and the others are sitting, enjoying the ambiance of the room. I go to each dwarf and whisper into his ear. “Its time fellows. Lets do this”
The dwarfs all trot up to the space in front of the table and form a single line, facing the Guest of Honor. “Okay lads,” I say to them… “do it just like we practiced.”
I give a toot on a little pitch whistle to get the fellows all in the proper key and the dwarfs take up this song.
“We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day.
Keep smiling through,
Just like you always do.
And know that you are loved from faraway”Dopey starts crying… and puts his head on Bashful’s shoulder sobbing uncontrollably…
“So will you please say “Hello”,
To the folks that we know.
When you give us that “so long”
We'll be happy to know.
That as we saw you go,
You were singing this song”Bashful is wiping his eyes… and Sneezy is holding a finger underneath his nose with tears on his cheeks…
“We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day.”Doc begins to sniffle and Happy doesn't look so happy now with his eyes full of tears…
“We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day.
Keep smiling through,
Just like you always do,
And know that you are loved from far away.
So will you please say”Hello”,
To the folks that we know.
So when you give us that “so long”.
We'll be happy to know,
That as we saw you go,
You were singin' this song.”Sleepy yawns and sniffles, then wipes his eyes with his sleeve…
“We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day”Finally even Grumpy breaks down and the dwarfs all huddle together, sobbing and weeping. I go to them, wiping my eyes and say, “Lads, that was beautiful. C’mon now, give him the bow.” They get back into their line and all look at Tightfit with brave smiles, quivering lips and tears in their eyes and bow deeply to him all holding their hats out in one hand.
“Country Boys.” I call to the band. “Pick up the pace and play something cheerful.” They break into a lively rendition of “Jingle Bell Rock”.
“C'mon lads,” I say, as the dwarfs are putting their hats back on. “Let’s all go to the bar and get a sarsparilla.” They smile up at me as we head to the bar.
“Do you think he liked it?” Bashful says to me.
“Of course he did, Bashful.” I reply. “Of course he did.”
I stand to say a few words.
“As one of your many admirers I would like to say that you will be missed. After reading through all those old posts when I was compiling the statistics for the Forum post, I have to say that yours were always compassionate for the others and full of useful information and helpfulness. And… you gave us all wonderul fashions…. and your stories… I could go on and on… but I won't.
In a way, I feel that I came to know you… not in the biblical sense, but in a manner that would make me proud to be able to call you “friend”.
I raise my glass… “A toast to Tightfit74.” (My Nana's favorite, God rest her soul).
“May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
May the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”
“Oh Covems, Dont, that's not rubbish.” Miss Stone says to me, taking the box from my hands. Then she continued on about how Jayc would have been disappointed if it had gotten thrown away.
“I wasn't going to keep it… It must have gotten mixed in with the busted up cartons somehow, Miss Stone.” I say to her, feeling a bit confused…
Miss Stone complimented me on the decorations and lights in the bar and gives me a little kiss on the cheek. I can feel myself blushing at the attention.
I walk around inside the dumpster, crushing the cardboard under my feet and a rhythm starts up from the sound, reminding me of a time in my life from long ago… the acoustics in the dumpster are great…
With a melancholy feeling coming over me… softly… slowly I sing this song:
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be
out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
Next year all our troubles will be
miles away
Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more
Someday soon, we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.I get out of the dumpster and toss another log on the fire…
Seeing HB coming around the corner snaps me out of the blue moment. She approaches me and we discuss some things she would like done in her new apartment and wonders if the dwarves could be of assistance.
“Sure,” I say to HB, “they're a talented bunch of fellow, very good with their hands. Just let them know when you need them.” We can hear little cheers come from behind the shower area.
HB leaves then I toss yet another log on the fire… I then wheel the dolly through the bar and into the storage room. I put my tool box in its place on the shelf and secure the dolly, then I go to the bar.
“Hey Joe. I have a cocktail recipe for you. It's a terrific Christmas drink called 'Gingerbread Coffee Cake', and it's delicious. You put
1 shot of fresh brewed Coffee
1 shot of Baileys Hazelnut liqueur
half a shot of Captain Black Spiced rum
half a shot of Smirnoff Iced Cake vodkaIn a shaker with ice and shake until very cold. MmmmmMMMmmmm… highly recommended but they taste so good its easy to over do it.”
Making my way though the bar with a wheeled dolly that's loaded with scrap building material and my tool box. Five of the dwarves go scampering in front of me heading to their panel. Grumpy reaches up under the bar, the panel slides down just a bit, then grabbing it he pushes the panel into the floor with a thunk.
“Hmmmm…” I think. “I still haven't been able to locate that release mechanism… they do have it well hidden.”
“Doc” I say, “ask a couple of the lads to meet me out back by the fire pit. We need to keep the firewood dry, and I want to build a cover for it. I might need some help.”
“Will do.” He says before disappearing into the panel. The panel slides up into place.
I get out by the firepit. “Bit chilly out here.” I say to no one. “I think a fire is in order.”
I go ahead and put some kindling and bits of fluff from the kindling box into the pit and light it with a match. Adding small pieces of wood a little at a time until I have a good flame going, then I carefully place larger pieces of wood on and soon there's a crackling fire and the heat from it feels good.
Bashful and Sleepy emerge from the Wrestling Pit area and the three of us construct a covering for the woodpile to help keep it dry.
“Thanks fellows”, I say to them, “you two can go get ready for tonight. I'll take care of the scraps and trash.”
“Okay Covems.” Sleepy says though a yawn. “Are you going to the party, too?”
“Wouldn't miss it for the world.” I say to him as I toss the small bits of scrap lumber into the kindling box.
They disappear behind the showers by the Wrestling Pit.
I wheel the trash to the dumpster and throw it in, then I go to the cardboad dumpster to dump some flattened cartons. Looking inside, something catches my eye as I'm tossing the cardboard in.
Curiousity sets in and I climb inside the dumpster…
JemStar..
welcome.(((((JemStar))))) <--- a welcoming hug. Great introduction.
I'm so happy to see you've joined this fun place and posted. This is the perfect place to be goofy, and have fun.If you have any questions about anything… just ask.
QUOTE: ” lol…..Rukya and her paddle will be really happy with a gift like that, Pafe……your perfect bum, no, for sure! 😉 ”
Man Hentai… I’d pay real money to watch that… wouldn’t you? lol
Mollie… don’t worry about that… just have fun.
Moving behind the bar to load the “imported” cooler with bottles of beer, I complete the restocking and shuffling the colder ones to the top, and pick up the empty bottle carton.
“Oh WOW!” I say loudly, dropping the “empties” carton and picking up a light blue sweater with snowflakes on it. “Who's is this?”
“It's JayC's” Joe replies.
I open it completely and examine it. “I love these. Do you think he'd want to sell it?” I say to Joe… he chuckles a little and rolls his eyes. “Man, it's my size, too… We have an Ugly Sweater party every year.” I say to him. “Everyone who attends wears a Chrismas Sweater, the more elaborate the design the better. Its a lot of fun, we drink spiked cocoa and sing Christmas songs. I love this time of the year.”
I carefully fold the sweater and gently place it in the spot I found it and pick up the “empties” carton. Joe says, “Bear needs a couple of dwarfs as elves to work with “Santa” by the tree.
I look toward the tree and see Bear looking at us. I give him a hand salute and go to the end of the bar and rap on the panel. A couple of knocks come in reply and I rap a few more times.
The panel slides into the floor with a “thunk.”
“What do you want?” Grumpy says.
“Bear needs a couple of you lads to be elves at the tree with him. Send two of the more reliable ones, and let them know that there could be benefits to this job, especially with the naughty ones who sit on his lap.” I say while winking.
Grumpy knods his head with a knowing smile and slides the panel shut. I stand and throw another hand salute to Bear and take the carton to the back room, whistling “Deck The Halls”.
After about 20 minutes the panel at the end of the bar slides into the floor with its customary “thunk” and Dopey and Happy pop out dressed as “Santa's Elves”. They trot across the floor to the tree and climb into Bear's lap. “We're here Santa.” They say in unison.
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