Cute couple, CB, and the way you met reminds me of my good old "bad days" in Kentucky. I'm not too old to get back yet, just not the oportunity yet.
my goodness, you are quite attractive.
Let me try now:
Do you see that?
Oh no!! does yahoo/geocities have any reason to dislike you? I have no idea why that could be happening.
CB, I cannot get any of your images to load. Ikeeps giving a "Forbidden on this server" message.
The middle! The one with the reflective breasts!
This year I was a purple amazon, you can see that here. There are many more pictures, but I've been being-towards-lameness-hopefully to be bypassed and haven't found a scanner yet. They will come.
which one are you?
Thank you! For your kind words, here is a picture of me feeding whipped cream to a couple of queens!
There was also a seven foot one dressed as a housewife. I was so jealous that this year I made myself some nine inch platforms out of stryofoam. While I towered over most of the other queens this year, that bitch still had me beat.
You are so awesome, Cosmo Bimbo!
I just want to say that every time someone says "drag racing" I picture a bunch of men in high heels, running and shoving each other, shouting, "Get out of my way, thithter!
-Cosmo< Bimbo, Almighty Lord of Onomatopoeia
Ahhhh......how I pine for lady Caroline......
Here, it's the same "just friends", but no more bed. I suppose it makes a little more sense, but not much better of a situation.
She wants to be "friends", but still wants me to join her in bed, without that sort of love. What a confused queen.
Any word on the queens reply?
I wish you the "Luck of Chaos".
I will burn a red candle and sniff some sandalwood for you.
I delivered to her a perfumed letter, just last night, now awaiting her reply.
Have you spoken to the queen, does she know how you feel?
I know what you mean about the queen not seeing with the same eyes, but fortunately, my queen has no king.
But the king and mage are old dear friends,
But the queen does not see the mage with the same eyes as he.
Likewise, the queen grows weary of a marriage of stature rather than love.
Of course!! The love tween' the two t'was forbidden it t'was! The king would burn the Mage for such heresy.
I know exactly why, the Mage was in love with the queen.
The gloom has vanished when all awakened upon the fourth day, any idea what it's reasoning was, why the mage had dimmed all light and sun, shielded stars from view and for three days?
Perhaps simply lost.
Name the mage, and converse,
and the gloom shall surely be lifted.
IT SHALL RETURN UPON THE MORROW
PRAY YOUR HARD WORDS DO NOT BAR IT'S ENTRY
THE MAGE IS OBVIOUSLY DISTRACTED
A Mage is heard to yell out,
"Xaos Eriscrede, Discordia..."
"Death to the Cupid... Love has left the building"
as the reverberating echos fade, a grey mist of gloom and discord fills the halls of the castle. The surrounding lands turn to a thorny swamp and the clouds of gloom descend. Only the propper conversation with the mage shall reveal why or how the fog may be lifted, if ever at all.
Oh please do not slay him,
Better, let me play him.
Upon my board of rouge and noir
That I pull from within my drawer.
But where has the Harlequin gone,
should have seen who it was to be wise,
Is it possible for the fool to vanish
or just mastery of disguise?
Who is the new cook,
Seems the fool always knew every cranny and nook
You should choose more wisely
Poison drips through cracks
THE JESTER AMUSES ME NO LONGER..HIS GAMBOLLING ONCE BROUGHT ME MUCH MERRIMENT,..NOW HIS QUIPS LEAVE ME WANTING....BEHEAD HIM!..THEN BRING HIS LAUGHING HEAD TO THE HIGHEST TOWER AND SET IT UPON A SPIRE...THAT ONLY THE CARRION CROWS CAN BENEFIT FROM HIS WIT
how is that possible....only words can be seen in this place!!
A Harlequin could be your best friend...
Or your worse enemy.
Chose by your actions.
poo poo poo poo ... your Majesty has arriven ... Speak your grace ...
...and dance on water,
solid as a stone beneath your feet.
Someday you'll feel this stone,
flow like water through your hands...
Then the music shall play
and all shall dance
from here, there, even France
perhaps things will soon flow like water
if we give it this chance.
I am here like a speck in space and I shall attend this slow motion ball and invite my cohorts to bring us past our crawl!
Let's have a royal ball!
Who shall be invited?
Who will show up?
I intrigue thee to ponder?
Twas the my hope
but if your timepeice wanders
could you still cope?
Yes those words are mine own
and yes are these word too
but in this hall are we alone
is there only myself and you?
if the feast is over
and all else have all gone
whatever shall we do?
That's brilliant - did you make it up or is it Shakespear? I must have the answer before my clock ticks itself off the ledge - a very bad omen.
I'm merly a simple harlequin
not some wolf-sheep diguised beast
but if caution fails thee
have you a test-taster for your feast?
Chomp, mmmm, I love gingerbread cookies.
HA!! I am the GINGERBREAD MAN!!! Run! Run! As fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the GINGERBREAD MAN!!!
Make sure you read the archive - I'm sure it will help you figure out this den - it's probably the weirdest one in here
I need to build a funhouse
I am the MUFFIN MAN--I CAN RUN I CAN I CAN
YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME DOWN DRURY LANE
SPUN SUGAR FOR MY WINDOW-PANE!
I am all alone, I am here with you, I am here to stay, and im really gay.
You are crazy but interesting