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I have good news for you all. We have successfully seen off the beast known to you all as Mr. neB, and returned the Buxom Wenchmobile back to where it came from. I shall explain.
It was a desolate night. Gerrid and i had concococococted a plan that we agreed would blast this prumple finotogus off the planet! Gerrid lured him into an MSN convo with promise of ridunculous salaries of cheese and sausage, while I sneaked to his layer, replaced the Buxom Wenchmobile with a fake, and quickly hid the real one back at our paddock complete with artifififical splonkings of disguisive paint on board. It was well hidden.
I then returned to the convo, claiming I had left for a schneexze. We then handed him a duplicate key, and off he ran, home to his hideout, where he found a duplicated and frogeletely false Buxom Wenchmobile waiting for him.
It exploded, and he is no more. Muah! We also have the Wenchmobile back! Yey!
Hurru for all!!!
It was a desolate night. Gerrid and i had concococococted a plan that we agreed would blast this prumple finotogus off the planet! Gerrid lured him into an MSN convo with promise of ridunculous salaries of cheese and sausage, while I sneaked to his layer, replaced the Buxom Wenchmobile with a fake, and quickly hid the real one back at our paddock complete with artifififical splonkings of disguisive paint on board. It was well hidden.
I then returned to the convo, claiming I had left for a schneexze. We then handed him a duplicate key, and off he ran, home to his hideout, where he found a duplicated and frogeletely false Buxom Wenchmobile waiting for him.
It exploded, and he is no more. Muah! We also have the Wenchmobile back! Yey!
Hurru for all!!!
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It was a planof the most cunning kind, and thanks to the treachery of us both, we have our precious Wenchmobile returned to us. Now we can pootle around town once again!
Rejoice!
Rejoice!
crazu
...brilliant...
I have good news for you all. We have successfully seen off the beast known to you all as Mr. neB, and returned the Buxom Wenchmobile back to where it came from. I shall explain.
It was a desolate night. Gerrid and i had concococococted a plan that we agreed would blast this prumple finotogus off the planet! Gerrid lured him into an MSN convo with promise of ridunculous salaries of cheese and sausage, while I sneaked to his layer, replaced the Buxom Wenchmobile with a fake, and quickly hid the real one back at our paddock complete with artifififical splonkings of disguisive paint on board. It was well hidden.
I then returned to the convo, claiming I had left for a schneexze. We then handed him a duplicate key, and off he ran, home to his hideout, where he found a duplicated and frogeletely false Buxom Wenchmobile waiting for him.
It exploded, and he is no more. Muah! We also have the Wenchmobile back! Yey!
Hurru for all!!!
It was a desolate night. Gerrid and i had concococococted a plan that we agreed would blast this prumple finotogus off the planet! Gerrid lured him into an MSN convo with promise of ridunculous salaries of cheese and sausage, while I sneaked to his layer, replaced the Buxom Wenchmobile with a fake, and quickly hid the real one back at our paddock complete with artifififical splonkings of disguisive paint on board. It was well hidden.
I then returned to the convo, claiming I had left for a schneexze. We then handed him a duplicate key, and off he ran, home to his hideout, where he found a duplicated and frogeletely false Buxom Wenchmobile waiting for him.
It exploded, and he is no more. Muah! We also have the Wenchmobile back! Yey!
Hurru for all!!!
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