Knickers, 1914.
Dec. 5th, 2002 09:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
docwebster' In 1914, the balance of power lay in ruins. Europe was plunged into bloody conflict. Nation fought nation. But no nation fought nation morely than the English hip hip hooray! Nice, nice yah boo. Phillips is a German and he have my pen."
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"All right, who changed the caption?! Will whoever changed the caption please take that one *down* and replace it with the old one?!"
"and when it came to give my arm I gave it, I gave it gladly. And when it came time to give my second arm I sang as they sawed it off because I believe with every fibre of my body that with every drop of rain that falls.....a flower....grows! And that flower, that fragile, delicate flower......."
etc:D
hee hee hee (you silly twisted Goon!)
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Date: 2002-12-05 06:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-12-06 01:48 am (UTC)No realli! She was Karving her initials øn the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian møvies: "The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Mølars of Horst Nordfink"...
Mynd you, møøse bites Kan be pretty nasti...
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Date: 2002-12-06 03:00 am (UTC)Just a little peril?
Date: 2002-12-06 03:05 am (UTC)Re: Just a little peril?
Date: 2002-12-06 03:27 am (UTC)No I'm not.
Re: Just a little peril?
Date: 2002-12-06 04:19 am (UTC)no subject