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Date Posted: 22:47:14 02/13/14 Thu
Author: Lee
Subject: "Harmy! You have a traitor in your midst! Clayton, your footman, has kidnapped Princess Sarah and hidden her in a deep, dark cave where he has forced her to pretend to be his pregnant wife!"
In reply to: Araninda 's message, "Well, Prince Harm reluctantly went to the party, looking mighty fine in his pristine mess dress. Yes, Annie and Jordan were there, along with a blonde lip-gloss duchess who kept muttering that the punch tasted like embalming fluid. But no Princess Sarah. He sighed and stared out the window in despair. Suddenly a big blue van skidded up to entrance. A large group of ladies teetered out, all wearing stiletto heels and big, puffy blue boas. They dashed into the hall, spied Harm and cried out in one loud voice. . . ." on 20:01:45 02/13/14 Thu


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[> [> [> Instantly, the dastardly footman Clayton whipped out his sword -- or so he thought, because, by mistake he reached into the wrong pocket, thus producing only his flaccid pet rubber chicken. Never too far from the slimy Clayton's heels, though, was his devious mother, who knew the ineptitude of her infantile offspring all too well, and leapt out from the crowd to protect him! She immediately pointed her pearl-studded revolver toward Prince Harm, knowing the hero was not only hunky, but a powerful force to be reckoned with and she needed to obliterate him before anything else!... -- mj, 11:01:21 02/14/14 Fri


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