Let The Countdown Begin!

[Mouse]

INfamous...SINfamous?

[Rani Zemirah]

I was thinking something a bit more... comic, actually.   

[Breandan]

we already have pics of me and Fraser about to toss him into the fire, what more do ya want?

[Rani Zemirah]

He wasn't wearing the mini kilt, though, now was he?!?    

[Mouse]

Chestnuts roasting over an open fire.....

[Rani Zemirah]

Uhhh... better over rather than ON, like the song is supposed to say!    heheh

[Mouse]

I don't perpetuate suppose to's my dear

[Rani Zemirah]

Good thing for you, or your chestnuts would be burnt by now...   

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

*Mouse thinks that, with a sharp wit and a few "Yes, dear's" he can survive marrage unscathed...*

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

So, i get off the phone with my mother, who decided that she needed her own set of garb and went shopping at Scarby this past weekend... 


*facepalm*


I didn't realize that Rennie-ism was contagious.   

[Rani Zemirah]

Oh, that is... awesome!!!  Does this mean we'll be seeing your Lady mother at TRF this fall, then?  

And of course it's contagious... how do you think we all got here?!?    I just wish it was genetic!  If I could get the rest of my family into garb then we would at least have something in common...  


And depending on Mouse's timing with those "yes, dear"'s... he could at least get through the first year without sustaining too much damage.  By then I'm sure he'll have learned all sorts of other... survival tactics! 

[Mouse]

I am quite skilled with my tongue *ambiguous statement alert!*

[Rani Zemirah]

You realize, don't you, that that particular statement demands the ubiquitous rejoinder... prove it...?   

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

After a year, there'll be pics of Mouse, leather teddy & ball gag in place, circulating around the Net...




*Ewww... Brain bleach, please!*

[Rani Zemirah]

LOLOL  You did that to yourself, Fraser...   

Did you have to do it to the rest of us as well, though?!?    (facepalm)