Loser!, her heart whispered back. - Page 2

3894 · 10-01-2008, 10:09 AM

You're all cwacking me up! Now time for a smooch scene! Help me out, won't you?

The moment they were in the Matterhorn car, Mr. George Cluny lay the sable blanket over their knees and feet.

~MS~ · 10-01-2008, 10:12 AM

As she snuggled back into that broad warm chest he leaned in to whisper softly ....loser...as their lips met!

Snowflake · 10-01-2008, 10:40 AM

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Originally Posted by ~MS~

As she snuggled back into that broad warm chest he leaned in to whisper softly ....loser...as their lips met!

And he deftly and quickly loosened the seatbelt that held 3894 fast, imwardly smiling as they rapidly approached the wicked curve at the top of the crest.......

3894 · 10-01-2008, 11:00 AM

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Originally Posted by Snowflake

And he deftly and quickly loosened the seatbelt that held 3894 fast, imwardly smiling as they rapidly approached the wicked curve at the top of the crest.......

3894's hand tightened on the chinchilla lap robe. If she was going to land in the submarine lagoon, so was his $150K fur.

Strangler Lewis · 10-01-2008, 11:32 AM

And her dream ended in the same way. Clooney sailed on as out she flew, gathered in safely by the strong and ready arms of the always slightly puzzled Mr. Boynton.

JWBear · 10-01-2008, 12:56 PM

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Originally Posted by wendybeth

Suddenly, the crowd parted and a large bear of a man stepped forward. Looking at the notice on the bulletin board, he gave a contemptuous snort and said "You're only one-fourth the loser I am, kiddo". He pulled a black Sharpie from his shirt pocket and with a flourish scribbled "Pwned"" across the note. As the crowd gasped in horror, JW strode purposefully away.

Apparently, I must be more generous with my Mojo before I can give any to Wendybeth.

Oh! Congratulations, Helen!!! Welcome to loserdom!

lashbear · 10-01-2008, 01:08 PM

She stood, waiting, looking at the pile of timber in the yard. Why had she trusted the velvet tongue of the travelling salesman?

She was weak. His glib words and flattering phrases had let her guard down. He had pressed himself on her, and her lips gave way to his. Now the deed had been done and the error made. It was time to pay the piper.

"You say you bought WHAT, Helen?" her husband said in amazement

"Fence-posts. One THOUSAND posts."

"Loser."

Cadaverous Pallor · 10-01-2008, 07:40 PM

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Originally Posted by 3894

Struggling free, her blue eyes blazing, she faced them furiously, let out a long, audible breath.

"I hereby make Loser!" she said, triumph in every syllable.

Her words echoed in the sudden silence. All eyes were on this place in time, this threshold, this Post.

The reverberations ended, and the hall burst into applause. Dozens, then hundreds of hands, all clapping, the noise in echoes dissolving into an almost clacking noise, a clacking of deft keyboard movements. Congratulations sounded in the voice of these hands, in empathic dialogue and semicolons paired with end parentheses, in the rooms of her beloved colleagues across the world.

Congratulations, Helen.

10-01-2008, 10:09 AM	#11
3894 Next Stop: Funkytown! Join Date: Dec 2006 Location: Cheeselandia Posts: 1,907	You're all cwacking me up! Now time for a smooch scene! Help me out, won't you? The moment they were in the Matterhorn car, Mr. George Cluny lay the sable blanket over their knees and feet.
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10-01-2008, 10:12 AM	#12
~MS~ One Happy little Missy! Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 658	As she snuggled back into that broad warm chest he leaned in to whisper softly ....loser...as their lips met! __________________ "Sometimes Miracles Hide"
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Strangler Lewis Doing The Job Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: In a state Posts: 3,956	And her dream ended in the same way. Clooney sailed on as out she flew, gathered in safely by the strong and ready arms of the always slightly puzzled Mr. Boynton. __________________ Live now-pay later. Diner's Club!
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10-01-2008, 01:08 PM	#17
lashbear SwishBuckling Bear Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: In Isolation :) Posts: 6,597	She stood, waiting, looking at the pile of timber in the yard. Why had she trusted the velvet tongue of the travelling salesman? She was weak. His glib words and flattering phrases had let her guard down. He had pressed himself on her, and her lips gave way to his. Now the deed had been done and the error made. It was time to pay the piper. "You say you bought WHAT, Helen?" her husband said in amazement "Fence-posts. One THOUSAND posts." "Loser." __________________ *I Heart* my Husband - I can't think of anyone I'd rather be in isolation with.**
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