Archive through January 06, 2002
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Archive through January 06, 2002
Babyruth | Friday, December 07, 2001 - 10:26 am     the other side of the camp, where Frank caught it expertly with one hand, tucked it under one arm, and stroking the feathers and soothing it with his quiet voice, he said... |
Rabbit | Friday, December 07, 2001 - 10:34 am     "Hmmm, I wonder if this will taste more like hawk or bald eagle?" He then .. |
Babyruth | Friday, December 07, 2001 - 10:50 am     plucked the largest tail feather from the bird and offered it to Tom as a new crack accessory... |
Urgrace | Friday, December 07, 2001 - 11:26 am     But Lex thought it would look better hanging on his spear with his already dried skull and the toilet seat. He picked up his spear and carried it back to the bushes, still searching for Nicole. But she had disappeared changing her form to look like someone else... someone who looked like.... |
Urgrace | Sunday, December 09, 2001 - 12:04 am     Brandon... surprised at Brandon's ingenuity, Lex ... |
Urgrace | Tuesday, December 11, 2001 - 10:28 am     took Brandon aside and whispered into his ear. "Look Tom and I both like you and we want you on our team. We will make it worthwhile..." |
Crazydog | Tuesday, December 11, 2001 - 11:09 am     "we will let you see us naked." Brandon thought about this for a bit, and replied, "That's SO very tempting, but what I really want...." |
Urgrace | Tuesday, December 11, 2001 - 08:27 pm     ...is some of those cookies Ethan brought you. (Brandon was plotting to use the cookies to bribe some people with.) Tom wasn't sure he wanted to give Brandon his cookies, but Lex... |
Babyruth | Tuesday, December 11, 2001 - 08:31 pm     told him it was for the good of the team, so Tom shrugged and replied, "well than shore, he kin have 'em", but what I want in return is... |
Urgrace | Wednesday, December 12, 2001 - 11:02 pm     ...for you to tell me all about yourself. I really am interested... |
Whoami | Thursday, December 13, 2001 - 09:01 am     Tom turns to the cameraman, winks and whispers, "But when you get into a long winded diatribe about your life, I'm gona tune you out and not listen just like you did to me." He turns sweetly back to Brandon, smiles big and says.... |
Crazydog | Friday, December 14, 2001 - 12:08 pm     "gerpuh ahm delana contulabah kazackinatin." Brandon replies, "What was that Tom? I have a hard time understanding 'country hick.'" At this point Teresa steps in and says... |
Twiggyish | Friday, December 14, 2001 - 07:04 pm     I can interpret. Tom was quoting the great Roman philosopher, Fulashita. In essence he was telling you to .... |
Urgrace | Saturday, December 15, 2001 - 02:20 am     ....beware of feathers friend. Fair weathered, fine feathered, feather poked, no joke, for inked feathers will make the last stroke! Brandon was dumbfounded and all he could think to do was..... |
Urgrace | Sunday, December 16, 2001 - 01:04 am     ...................... |
Crazydog | Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 09:51 am     to go and gather the elephant and antelope and Clarence droppings, which he then... |
Urgrace | Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 11:14 am     ...put on the campfire. He gathered all the feathers he could find and threw them on the fire, hoping no one could use them against him, but he forgot about the tar and feathered pens at TC, and they were his downfall. The tribe gathered to witness his tar and feathering, snickering at what was to happen next..... |
Babyruth | Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 08:14 pm     but then Big Tom intervened and said if anybody made fun of his SugarBear, there was gonna be trouble. So Brandon was spared. Clarence, however, felt very..... |
Urgrace | Sunday, January 06, 2002 - 03:39 pm     ..inspired. He painted his face with his war paint and lent Kelly some. The ran around the bushes making lion noises scaring the P out of KimP and Ethan. Tbird flew out of the bushes too, and vanished, leaving only four people left to fight over the..... |
Whoami | Sunday, January 06, 2002 - 04:20 pm     last chicken... |
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