Un-Birthday 1998
Posted by CassieHo on Friday, 13 February 1998, at 11:19 p.m.
When I catch up with him it's *curtains* for the lot of you.
Posted by Methos drunk enough not to care on Friday, 13 February 1998
And I will enjoy it.
Posted by Godiva on Friday, 13 February 1998, at 11:59 p.m.
will it please you. And me. And Leather Lad.
But you won't add any regrets at all.
Can I watch?
Posted by Methos *No Silas, the word for tonight is finesse.*
on Saturday, 14 February 1998, at 12:10 a.m.
It may take awhile. Tell Kronos it's another gift.
But you can at least stay long enough to view the preliminaries.
Did I ever tell you the story of how I once removed the hide of a Mongol thug without spilling a drop a blood?
Duncan hates that story. Squeamish baby.
Posted by Godiva on Saturday, 14 February 1998, at 12:15 a.m.
Never a vomitorium around when you need one.
We're thinking of having one installed this summer.
Personally, I'm looking forward to hearing CassieHo scream like her pants are on fire.
Posted by Methos * Not now, Caspian. You can have whatever is left*
on Saturday, 14 February 1998, at 12:21 a.m.
When men were men and ate peacock brains.
Still bummed I lost that bet.
Hear how nice she yowls? Listen carefully as I take her through the scales.