Archive through November 24, 2001
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Archive through November 24, 2001
Rabbit | Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 01:00 pm   Weinermr, shhhh!! ..keep quiet. Now Weiner I now you’re a little sore from all that poking but when a lady wearing a genuine black rhino leather hockey mask carrying a shaker of meteortinis in one hand and an elephant tusk croquet mallet in the other flirtingly pokes you, the smart survivor answers, “Hehe, thank you mistress”. I gotta get you out of here ol’ buddy, Zed is on her chaise lounge, downing tequila slams and humming the Oscar Mayer Weiner song while she whittles on a suspicious looking 8ft long pole. Now I’m stripping you of all your clothes, cause it was cool when they did that to Cornel Wilde in “The Naked Prey”. Run as fast as you can to the Wombato camp. I’m sending the womcat Neko to guide you, she knows the way. Go into the shelter and report to MisSil or the Water Buffalo. Avoid the wild man baying to the moon that she has chained out in the animal pen. Some day, and that day may never come, I'll call upon you to do a service for me. But, until that day - accept this justice as a gift. |
Snee | Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 04:45 pm   hunh. now who're we gonna poke?! |
Rabbit | Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 04:53 pm   Well, that Jeff Probst looks pretty pokeable. |
Neko | Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 05:36 pm   Very pokeable Rabbit...very pokeable. I call first pokes when I get back. You coming Weinermr? I don't have all day. I have other things to do. Like eating, sleeping, drinking meteortinis, poking Jeff. Good times..good times. *Starts to walk back towards Wombato* I still say that Bored-Ello is better. |
Snee | Tuesday, November 20, 2001 - 09:56 pm   dang! i wanted first pokes! *scuffs little snee-shoe in dirt* |
Mssilhouette | Wednesday, November 21, 2001 - 12:26 pm   :: MsSil slowly sips on an tall ice cold lemonade while two oiled muscular slaves fan her lightly as she sways to and fro in a hammock. Abruptly and rudely she is awaked from her dream by a low shuffling sound. Quickly eying the perimeter of the new Bored-ello camp grounds she spots a naked stranger stumbling towards her. She can't help giggling as she notices the many circular red marks all over his body. The bare interloper tumbles forward mumbling incoherently. ::: "PPPPoked Wambato Ppppoked, Ppain, T-tied to tree used as pokee. Freed by a furry woodland creature. Stay here now." :: MsSil thinks for a moment, a sly grin speads across her lips:: "Sure you can stay and here, why don't you rest against that tree while I get you something to drink, you must be so thirsty." The stranger thanks MsSil for her kindness and finds a nice spot to rest at the base of a tree. Before long the red spotted intruder is fast asleep. Moving quickly MsSil binds the vistor tightly to the tree. Early the next morning she awakens him, laughing manically. MUHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!! Now then POKE'MAN you better tell me all that you saw at that Wombato camp or I will poke you like you've never been poked before! MUAHAHAAHAHAHA! I want to know who has votes over there and I want to know NOW! ::MsSil begins her angonizing poke assult on the hapless prisoner:: Maybe I can use you for bait or maybe a ransom. Woohoo! We'll see who wins that immunity challenge next time! MUHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA ::CRUNCH:: BAD BUFFALO! That was brand new! ::Cue Survivor Theme:: AHHHWOOOOO OH WE OH WE OH WE OH WE HA HA WE GOT WEINER WE GONNA POKE HIM WE WIN-A WOMBATO LOSE-A |
Neko | Wednesday, November 21, 2001 - 12:45 pm   *Turns on her stonlen copyrighted tape* MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!!!! He knows nothing!!We didn't tell him a thing!! You enjoy poking Weinermr, I've got bigger fish to fry. *Runs of carrying her poking stick to find Jeff* Jjjjeeeeefffff? |
Zed | Wednesday, November 21, 2001 - 04:30 pm   See what happens Weiner (or is that Mr.Weiner) when you turn on us??? You now have to deal with that FREAK SHOW called Wombato...the ringmaster, a womcat and a screaming man chained to an acacia tree.....dont know why you did not like our little happy bunch over at Bordello.....Freak Show I tell you.... **zed kicks dust off her thigh high stiletto heeled African Desert Boots and adjusts her friendship necklace made of leather with metal spikes.....who's gonna clean my boots now??*** |
Snee | Wednesday, November 21, 2001 - 05:33 pm   you keep talkin' like that, zed, and mahrajah is going to be joining the new boredello! |
Weinermr | Wednesday, November 21, 2001 - 07:14 pm   weinermr chokes back some tears, pouts a lot, shuffles his feet, looks all around at the unforgiving faces and says in his meekest most pleading voice ever ---------- I WANT MY POKES BACK OH PLEASE OH PLEASE OH PLEASE!!!!! and then smiles sweetly at all involved (secretly wonders why he is groveling so, scratches his head, and puts on his best and brightest POKE ME face) |
Zed | Wednesday, November 21, 2001 - 09:29 pm   ***quickly,frantically,manically strips off leather desert boot & friendship necklace & replaces them with baggy Campmor Outdoor gear....*** Did I hear sniveling? Oh yeah, a few short hours with the freak show & now you want us back?? Commere my little tear stained friend, have a sip of this Zebratini & let Sneebee tie your buff back on...Snee quick grab that gourd & let the poking commence!!!!! |
Snee | Wednesday, November 21, 2001 - 11:46 pm   *snee, having sneeked over to the wombato camp, surreptiously untied naked, whinging weiner and spirited him back to his boredello tree, favours zed with a rather beamish snee-smile* i just KNEW rabbit was gonna get jealous of all the attention we were giving to weinermr! it burns my butt that he had neko lead weiner away to wombato and into the clutches of mssil, grooch, and mah! ooh, i'm gonna get tribal councilly all over his raggedy, cotton-tailed ass! (our usually mild-mannered snee may seem a bit more fierce than usual, having narrowly escaped being caught by mssil when she relieved herself by a tree that just happened to have a weinermr tied to it. oh, the shrieking and blotting! it was terrible!!! and that was right after her prime pokee was taken away from her. and then neko called first pokes on jeff. and and and--life can be so hard...) |
Weinermr | Thursday, November 22, 2001 - 12:12 am   weinermr lies in a pool of his own groveling juices, is groggy, disoriented, lost...... slowly, very slowly, faces start forming out of the haze, things start coming in to focus oh so slowly......... blurry eyed and poke-filled again, weinermr comes out of his pokeless fever and comes to his senses, such as they are...... in his mind's eye form a face with whiskers and a soothing but scolding voice leading him on..... snees and zeds flash before his eyes, confusing swirling shapes.... and then, a moment of clarity.... oh the groveling, the begging, the pleading, the humiliation...... OHHHHHHHHH the humiliation!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But the pokes feel so good, filling him with indescribable feelings of fulfillment........when will he ever be able to shake off the poking fevers, the feeling of a tree, will he ever be the poker and not the pokee.............. what has the terrible tribal torture world of Africa done to him...... maybe a spell has been cast......another crystal clear moment of clarity...... until........ he falls again into the dark and foreboding poke haze that consumes him........................................ |
Rabbit | Thursday, November 22, 2001 - 01:01 pm   So Snee, After Weinermr disrespected Mistress Zed what was I to do? Just stand by as a 200 gallon vat of baked beans was boiling? While I'm sure it would have been tasty, did you want your last poke of Weinermr to be into a bite size bit? His naked journey across the plains, his encounter with the madness known as Bordello-Wombato and the devious MsSil has now trained Weinermr to show you and Zed the respect you deserve. When you needed a shelter, when you needed a wombat, did you come to me out of friendship? Did you show me the respect of asking please God-Rabbit? No, I provided these things because I understand the duty of my position and the love I have for my "family". I am an old rabbit now. My beloved Snee wants to bring me before the Council. Perhaps my time to lead has past. |
Mahrajah | Thursday, November 22, 2001 - 01:23 pm   whose gonna leap off a mountain with me ?.. come on.. be bold |
Snee | Thursday, November 22, 2001 - 05:10 pm   *snee suspects she might wake up with a buffalo's head in her bed-roll* |
Neko | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 01:42 pm   Now...I'm confused...who's on what team? Oh the confusing-ness!!! P.S I'm laughing at all of you....in the *good* way! |
Weinermr | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 04:09 pm   No - what is on who's team you mean. |
Weinermr | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 04:11 pm   weinermr decides to form an alliance of one, and slowly walks along the African plain, waving his right arm like an elephant's tail and acting like the elephant gives a hoot that a human is waving it's hand behind it's butt like an elephant tail...... |
Mahrajah | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 04:40 pm   i leaped of a mountain..woo hoo |
Zed | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 06:06 pm   zed brings rabbit his fuzzy slippers,soft pillow for his head & silently fans away the flies while reading "Pat the Bunny". When he wakes he will find a silver salver laden with a fresh shaker of gazelletinis and hot-from-the-fire antelope puffs(with the faintest hint of thyme). Snee lights an aromatherapy candle and sings lullabyes so that he might drift into a sound sleep,only to wake up tomorrow refeshed & ready to play again....Nighty Night little bunnykins...... ***Snee, we gotta be nicer to the rabbit...he's the only one here with half a brain,and the only one with brawn....*** |
Snee | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 08:04 pm   but we've got the looks, zed! *exasperated* oh well, okay! here's your aromatherapy candle, rabbit-cutey-head blah blah yada yada yada. man, now i've gotta sing? sneesh. whatever. warbles: rabbit lay your ugly head down upon your wretched bed. say goodnight and go to sleep, rest you weiner-stealing heap. (with apologies to jim henson and sweetums.) huh? you mean i've got to sing something NICE? zed, you are a cruel taskmaster! *sigh* warbles in a sweet way: rabbit mine, dry your tears, bunnikins, fold down your ears. look into the velvet skies, then curl up tight and close your eyes. *after watching rabbit's little foot thump away as he dreams, snee feels some tenderness towards him again and pats his fluffy little ta--head* |
Kep421 | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 08:08 pm   You guys are the reason I come to these threads, you know that don't you? Too funny....LOL!!! |
Rabbit | Friday, November 23, 2001 - 10:29 pm   The Tribes Merge << On the crest of the ridge, overlooking the Wombato-Bordello compound, stands the stoic figure of Rabbit. His fierce pink eyes concentrating on the Western horizon. He cuts an ethereal image, dressed in the flowing blue robes of a Tawarek nobleman. The tips of his magnificent ears now held fully upright through the slits in his turban are almost seven feet above his crocodile sandals. In his left hand he holds a bejeweled lance on his right sits the loyal womcat Neko. The gold trimmed vail covers most of his face but does not hide the confidence that comes from years of triumph in struggle after struggle nor his respect for the oncoming danger. On the plain below comes the odd caravan that has Rabbit's attention. MisSil and Grooch are perched upon a water buffalo. They look slightly listless, probably due to a diet of decaf coffee and Xanax/Exlax laced drinking water. A writhing object that appears to be some sort of living mummy wrapped in duct tape is being drug twenty feet behind the buffalo. Suddenly, every living being on the plain is stopped in its tracks by a blood curdling scream.: >> AIIIYEEEEYAEEEEOOOOEEEE!!! "Come on Neko, Zed can't find where we moved the Gin barrels to." |
Weinermr | Saturday, November 24, 2001 - 09:24 am   <***Snee, we gotta be nicer to the rabbit...he's the only one here with half a brain> weinermr smiles the smile of a smiler who knows he is the only one here with all of his brain and that explains EVERYTHING!!!!!!> |
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