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| Spring Is Sprung ...By Libbie... |
| /me looks out the window as Blabs takes flight or rather bounces her way down and to the parking lot, stopping for a momento to admire Vizz's new
pin striped lettering on Lib's Volare - "DaLiberator". She lays a hand to her ample puppies whilst chuckling and moving toward the bus stop. /me grins and heads to the washroom to see
why Peejies is calling to /moi. "Peejies? You okay in there?" To which Peej replies "Yeth, I'mth doin' dath cwosswoyd puzzlesths, ann neeth a pwencwil, dith oneth's noth so sharpth". "Peejies! Take it outta your mouth whist talking, I can barely make out a woyd yer sayin'!"Peej removes the stubby pencil from her mouth, chuckles and asks Libs for another pencil in which to complete her crossword puzzle. /me moves to me desk and retrieves said item, rolling it under the door. "Here ya go sisstah!" "Thanks Libs! Oh, and wouldja squeeze a charmin under the door too, tyvm!" "No problemo sistah". /me moves to the TP file cabinet drawer, amply filled by wabbit! and juggles a few rolls on me way back to the LOO door, taking a deeeeeep breath, opening the door a tad and scooting in the requested rolls. /me hears a mumbled "thanks" before moving to me desk, sitting and taking up da notage pad to peruse the latest of the late. As a few noises emit from the LOO, /me refills me coffee cup, sits back and whaps me feet atop me desk, perusing said notage. Peejies emerges from the LOO looking well rested and regular. /moi looks up from me notes as Peej asks "Libs, did I hear you talking to someone, or were you talking to yourself again? *chuckle* "Why yes my sisstah, I was talking to none other than Blabs, she hauled ass outta here fast like when she heard you calling to me, said something about you kicking her keester big time in acro, and that she owes you some loot!" "She sure as heck does! That flabby Blabby best pay up or...*SCHMACK!* Peejers demonstrates this by doing a karate number on OrlandoJoe's spider-webbed surf board. /me cringes but winks at Peejers. "What the heck did that old woman want Libs?" "EEps! she was telling me about um.. um.. helping out Bull with um.. something.. um.. of the um.. horizontal nature!" Peej's eyes widen, she gets da visual of Blabby and Bull and ACKS! SHUDDERS! before walking to her desk and picking up a nail file, "Well, all I can say about that Libs, is.. ewwwwww!!" "No doubt Peejers!" "So, whattcha got in your notes Libs? I've been looking over mine too and I do believe I may have some serious scoopage on few things." "Well sisstah, *chews on pencil end*, you know I can barely make out my own writing at times, but I've got a few jottings to be sure." "Read on MacLib!" "Huh?" "Just read yer dang notes Libs! *laughs* *chuckle, wink* "OH! okay, well, first off it seems our Wind Dancer has a surplus o'chicken legs, she's been BBQing and making cookies lately, but seems her hubby is using her cookies for skeet practice, and she's asking Eagle'sGirl for recipes, to which, apparently, EG's cookies are said to be of anchor weight themselves, so they're both in some pickle to find a more light recipe." Peej nods and jots down a few tidbits, before firing up her computer - *whip, blurp, zzzttt* - Peej gives the monitor a hardy *FWAP!* and it springs to life, her wallpaper a picture of FBFWForKeeps begging for mercy during an Acro Face Off. "Do go on SisstahLibs, what else ya got?" "Vell, there is this bit in here about YOU!" *giggle, wink* Peej stops in her tracks, wide-eyed look at /moi and then a sideways glance, "Whattcha talkin' about Libs?!?!? ME???" "Um, yeth, seems that Wonder Bra wants you for their spokeswoman, seems they have this here high-test, water filled bra thingie, which SugarBrat complained was defective, and they said that you would be the perfect candidate to model that thar contraption of the boob kind." Peej looks down, smiles, looks up to Libs, "They know boobage when they see it Libs, I'm nae surprised." *they both chuckle* "Well, Peejers, the ad campaign would read something like: Bouyancy Boobs and You! or something along those lines, 'cause they know without any um.. support.. um.. you can float-O-naturel! They's figure that having YOU for their model will give plenty da vapours!" *wink* "Well, Libs, they ain't no whistlin' dixies baybeeee!" *they both howl!* /moi coughs lightly, "Oh, and btw, Blabby bought herself a couple o'saline puppies herself, so we best remember to take the Kodak with us, and get a picture for the front page". *Peej grins* "That Blabby! always trying to be like me!" They both burst out laughin' again, and when the laughter tears subside, /moi peruses noteage again. "Vell, I had me Lame Closet (TM) open fer confessions the other eve, when who should step in, but our own Eagle'sGirl! Well, let-me-tell-ya, I can barely make out head nor tail of all this! I've got bits and pieces, like - 'Anaconda, table, not going back to that restaurant anymore, dumbassed truck drivers, hard cookies, potato salad, hot sauce, Hakuna, Matata, Matata, Hakuna, and somethin' about Jeffers and baked, no, make that nuked slippers - it's all a real jumble Peejers, so we may have to work on this before getting it to press. But I did give her a 7 letter History acro fer her penance." They both chuckle yet again, and Peej asks Libs to remind her to schmack EB, 'cause it's been a while and she don't want him gettin' outta line. "Speaking of Jeff's slippers Libs, they are STILL haunting the acro room, the smell has gotten sooooo horrendous that we should consider handing out those yellow nuclear hazard suits to everyone, complete with face-guard and gas-maskin's!" */moi nods affirmative* "Peejers, I do believe that Jeffers is after me Immunity Idol, and is usin' them stinky shoes to make us all light headed and he'll make off with it!" *Peej's turn to nod* "No doubt, that sneaky "little" man is up to noooo good at all times, gotta watch his narrow ass!" *more nodin'* /moi scribbles a few more jottings, "Got it! Now, says here, that our Cuppers is once again using "THE BAG" for testing purposes but she's not given us a full report to date, says that of the checkings she's done, there's very LITTLE to report! ahahahahahaa!!!" *Peej dang near falls off her chair at that bit o'news, "No doubt! We's gotta find out who's been checked!" *LOAO* */moi wipes laughter tears* "And, from there just a few notes on wabbit! hoping in and out o'acro, FBFW's addiction to stools, Vizz wants the un-cut version of The Brady Bunch - What The Public Don't Know, Gr8sters is preparin' fer Millions in Jeopardy, LaneyLounge swooped in, kicked ass and swooped out again, Jeff yet again flirting with 2gud and Vizz who are gonna one day take him out back and fwap him silly fer his goofiness! 1derwoman and Lionqueen came in - did you know they have this penchant fer cows?!? I was lost in the conversation, but seems they are writing this new book: Cows: They ain't just fer Tippin' No More, and, Lord Love a Duck! who should appear but two wild and wacky gals! Crazy-Jo-Kanuck* and one SugarBrat came into da room as "CrazySugar", and sharing one keyboard betwixt them, so's you can imagine the chaos dat ensued! Holy frozen cow bagels, those two are nutbars!" *LOAO* "So, there ya have it Peejers, most of me noteage, altho' there be a bit more here and there." This whole time, Peej is clackin' away at her keyboard, making changes and additions to the first draft before press time. She chuckles now and then whilst clackerin' away. "All good stuff Libs! And I still believe that Bull is up to no good, I can't shake that thought due to finding the file cabinets ajar, so we best be on the look-out!" As Peej continues to clatter away, /moi rises and refills our coffee mugs, moving to the file cabinets to inspect them, noticing odd files lifted a tad, seeming to mean that they've been looked at and not scrunched back down with the rest within the drawer. Seems odd really, files of da regulars and files of new peoples, a random kinda search. /moi moves back to me desk, sits, places one foot on the side whilst trying to open one of me drawers, the heavy thing slides open, and /me begins a look-see. Seems to be in tact, although the picture envelope seems a tad outta whack. /moi hurridly picks it up and looks through it! "Ack! Gack! Ack! OMG!! NOOOO! Holy sheeeeeeeeeet!!!!" Peej looks up immediately "Libs?! What's wrong? What the heck?!?" /moi falls back into me chair, Peej springs up and fans moi with a noteage pad, "Breathe Libs! Breathe! What the heck?!?" "Oh.. my... gawd! The... pictures... THAT picture... it's... missing.. it's not in here!!!" "What picture Libs! What the hell are you talking about, yer skeeerin' me here!" "THAT picture! The one of.... /moi faints! Peej lightly fwaps at Lib's cheeks to wake /moi up, but to no avail, fans a bit more with the noteage pad, nothing! A tidbit catches Peej's eye from the note pad in her hand, she looks over the last of Lib's notes, and sucks in her breath as her eyes widen! "OMG!!!" Peej tosses down the note pad, runs into the LOO for some cold water, "When Libs wakes up, she ain't ever gonna believe this! What I found out, plus this 'ere, well.. Holy Sheeeeeeet!!!" To be continued... |
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