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Subject: food fight Author: Ivyslash Longfletch [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 06:47:09 06/08/06 Thu Take vat you swimy toad bum! **I yelled as I through a deeper'n' ever turnip 'n' tater pie back at an uknown dibbun** Don't you frow... Mmmmphh glgfill! **It was too late. A little otter had chucked a pie covered in meadow cream at my mouth. I licked my lips and swallowed** More pwease! **The otter thought i was serious and hurled a bowlful of soup at me. It splattered all over my face, all in my fur and everything** You could've t'rown somefing more sowid so vat i could at weast eat it! **The little otter giggled and said:** Want some mowa? **I got angry. I grabbed everything close to hand and started hurling them wily nily. These things included a platter of cheese (cut up into little pieces), a kegful of October ale, and, a dibbun hare of 4 seasons, who I grabbed by the ears and threw accross the room. He squeaked as he landed headfirst in a salad, covered in dressing. Mother Mellus stormed in** Who started this!? **she yelled. everyone raised there hands** The punishment for this is chores in different parts of the abbey all afternoon tomorrow after you finish abbeyschool! **We all hung our heads. The hare that I had thrown flopped onto his belly and belched** Nice sawad wot wot! [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]