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Thursday, May 04, 2006

When the Moon is Full and Bright


They don't call it "extreme makeover" for nothing.

19 Comments:

Blogger Heather said...

Where do you find these things?!?

12:07 PM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

I was just lookin' for a date. I gave up when I found out I have to post my own before/after.

6:28 PM  
Blogger Tricia said...

"When the Moon is Full and Bright"
I usually howl and throw rocks at it.

8:39 PM  
Blogger Tree said...

Damn. I want an extreme makeover! I already look okay, but after something like that, I'd have to beat the men off me with a stick.

Oh wait, I already do that.

*grinning immodestly*

11:28 PM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

Tricia: I do the same. The claws splitting the fingertips is a real bitch, ain't it?

Tree: Oh, be-HAVE. And keep the sticks sheathed at the Gathering.

12:01 AM  
Blogger Tricia said...

I can vouch for what Tree said.
I have beaten men off of her. It is so tiring to have to follow her around beating men. Good workout for the pecs though.

Really I don't mind the claws so much as how hard it is to get the tangles out of my hair in the morning.

Gah.

word verification: clgrkli
Kind of sounds like something from Jabberwocky.

12:18 AM  
Blogger Tricia said...

And keep the sticks sheathed at the Gathering.

Who you calling a sheat hed?

12:19 AM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

Don't worry. Davis, Fletcher and I will be there to help keep the riff-raff away.

Sheat-hed? You broke my code! Although that's not to be confused with shithead. I'd never refer to the Goddess in such a disrespectful manner.

12:29 AM  
Blogger Tricia said...

I get it!
It's like the DaVinci code.
Only stupid, and with a Cockney twang.

Kind of like this, Nigel
In ancient times, hundreds of years before the dawn of history, an ancient race of people... the Druids. No one knows who they were or what they were doing...

That's the Tufnel Code.

1:04 AM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

" . . . but they turned the amplee-fires up to eleven."

3:17 PM  
Blogger Davis said...

Tricia: You "have beaten men off for her?" Lonely Tree and Happy guys!!! HA! Wht kinda' racket are you two running? Sounds like fun!!!!

8:25 PM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

I believe she said "beaten men off of her," but I like the way you think.

8:32 PM  
Blogger Davis said...

My mistake....one track mind. Ha!

10:20 PM  
Blogger Tricia said...

Freudian slips are always the best kind. Quality lace and they fit nice and snug.



Word verification: zimgy
That's me whispering your name when I'm good and drunk.

1:15 AM  
Blogger Fletcher said...

My presence usually scares the riff-raff. I do tend to attract the strange, unusual and mad, however.

Word Verificarion: qttfk

Why, yes. Yes I am.
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6:07 PM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

Yes, Davis, your Freudian slip was not altogether surprising, ha.

The word verification is hot here! Tricia, I'm glad to know your drunken pronunciation of my name. I'll be listening for it. Fletcher, I would've figured you for a screamer.

1:43 PM  
Blogger Chris Jart said...

Holy moly! That's interesting, yet in a way it's very disturbing. I think it would make a better show to follow these makeover people around to see how they deal with going from unnoticed to being stared at, when the only thing that's different is the exterior.

10:33 PM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

That's a good point. All these men who used to ignore her will now ask her out, but what will their reaction be when they learn she still has the donkey laugh and still talks like Bobcat Goldthwait?

10:56 AM  
Blogger Tree said...

Damn. I've been so busy that I've missed my chance to play in this whole comment thread. :-(

I'll try to resume some of my cyber duties in the near future, my captain.

10:40 PM  

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