that was the worst defence ever, I must admit.
I plead insanity!
I've got a big tooth-shaped hole in my mouth, which has made it hard to eat, so I've only had five meals in three days, which is clearly sending me round the bend, and preventing me from giving good defences. :(
Cut his throat!
Ok, maybe not that. Draw on him with biros maybe.
Yeah!!! And those big sloppy marker pens which do gold and silver ink!!
Where's a flaming torch and a pitchfork when you need one? How are we supposed to organise a good 'kill the beast' style riot without flaming torches and pitchforks?
Or just a flaming pitchfork!
That'd be good, then we could have a hand free to hold the pencil cases full of decorative gold and silver marker pens!
Right, I'm back from work and ready to go! Who's got some matches?
:'D
That's both beautiful and scary.
<gets out lighter>
I know I'll feel cheap in the morning, but you must have a beautiful arse.
Sounds like a job for a posse. Chaps?
YAY!
We haven't had a posse for ages. What shall we wear?
Leather chaps, checked shirts, Stetsons (of course), and a determined smile. Moustaches optional methinks.
The girls can wear caps if they like. Be prepared (not to get pregnant) as Lord Baden Powell would have said. And, after all, a lady never spits.