Posted by: Gravehill Posted on: August 01, 2003, 09:35:52 pm
And Gravehill is free. He and his sausage must survive another 20 yards before moo-down!
Klipeti-klopeti-hoppoti-koppoti-hoppoti-koppoti....

Woahahahah! MuuuuuuH........! Now I'm right back Gravehills arse and sensing the delicious aroma of the gigant sausage.
*Sobella starts to fantasize how it would taste with some wine and cheese....perhaps some grapes too....hmmm, maybe I should offer me some of my own cream to.......?!
OH NO! I let him get away!!! Curse this hunger of mine! I just have to get a snack before I become like Ally Mc'Beal! Yes-yes, I'm closing up on him! HaHaaa! OPS!
SMACK!
BASH!
Wiuh!
Slap!
KRUSH! BOOM!
Wiuh!
(this reminds me of something....what!?)
*sobella got Gravehills tail up her muzzle, stumbles on her own judders, got a knock down from the stallion and she falls 1m from the moo-down.

Moooooooooooh.....

*sobella's thinking %#&#%)%(?/%¤()/=&%?* Maybe she should share her pink pills. This friendshop could go much smoother if she did, though they don't have anything to do with the sausage?! möööh.
