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Okay, to begin with, s.t. has the hill.
Now, working forward through the unfolding grandeure of the fair exchange, it turns out that s.t. has been beating up the evil Morgoth, who towers with imposing height over my avatar's hero, Fingolfin. Freed of a long-endured up-hill battle, I am not held back by a girl that fluked in ridding me of an age old foe. I say to that girl, "You! Caddy! You hold this sword of mine, and stand guard at the bottom of...MY HILL!!!"
The swords to heavy i drop it... Mill... i dropped your sword, won't you pick it up again... i'll take care of... that hill..
MY hill...
The sword's too heavy i drop it... Mill... i dropped your sword, won't you pick it up again... i'll take care of... that hill..
MY hill...
It's s.t.'s hill, going once, going twice! I fell for it the first time, but not the second! I raise my hand at this auction, and it is SOLD! The hill is mine!
you were dreaming... i throw a pail of water on you... you wake up..
It's still MY HILL!!
Still your bid on the hill, until, waking up, I put up my hand, and offer the highest price - your rock collection - for that hill, which now is mine!
While smilingtears was busy pouring water on Mililalil, I snuck up from behind and chloroformed her.
My hill.
TB i have your guitar, you want it safe???
My HILL!
:D
Suddenly I remind you both that I, not s.t., possessed that hill t.b. tried to take from the wrong person. Tis still my auction prize!
Mill... you brave knoght, you smart guy!.. Now wouldn't you please let me have that Hill.. uhm...
~smiles coquettishely, flutters her eyelashes and tickles his face with her wings~
please... pwettyy pleeease.......
My HILL!
I steal my guitar back and melt both of your faces off with a sweet solo. My hill.
Ah! the guitarist... I snatch the guitar and hang it on the tree down right at the end the hill..
MY HILL!
On second thought, I'll just sit up in the tree play guitar, and watch you two fight for the hill. Still your hill.
:banana: MY HILL!!
Swee-eet magic!Quote:
Originally Posted by TBtheG
While you watch from the tree, the magic called smilingtearz' eyes haps upon you (t.b.) eating the coconuts! She runs hysterically, forgetting her charms, crying aloud, "Leave my weoponry store alone! Those are for hitting Mil with!" All the power of her lashes breaks, as the mascara runs down her face like weeping lines of the coconut shell's grain.
Did I mention yet? My hill!