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[gruntlabor]

What a crazy story, anything goes, anyone's guess what happens next because....

... because we're all slightly gaga

 

[gruntlabor]

Since the lumberjack was quite large, Forest Lady plucked up her courage and asked if his name was Paul.

He tickled her chin. "You got that right, babe."

 

[gruntlabor]

If there was a wedding or a lake party, there had to be a potluck involving food. And the hungary elves would bring pierogis and . . .

... and bathtub gin-gerbread

 

[LadyEmeraude]

and for dessert would be Carmel Apple Angel Food Cakes and...

 

[gruntlabor]

and for dessert would be Carmel Apple Angel Food Cakes and...

.. and Lady Forest's already famous jailhouse hallucinogen, cinnamon-clove drops sopped in homemade hard cider. Heavenly! Ambrosia!

 

[papa tiger]

She orders her last supper, Shrimp Alfredo she jots on her Tattooed Tummy and