I just wanted to let you know that I'm enjoying the Mad Lib as well.

I can't believe an American suggested the word "fortnight" ...

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Originally posted by Heitie:
Is it wrong that this is all starting to make sense?

imagine how i feel. some bicycles, a green bandana and a nice, decrepit shoelace do not Alti's apocalyptic stew make...

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Originally posted by Argeaux:
I can't believe an American suggested the word "fortnight" ...

sumboddy musta bin gittin' summa dat buk larnin...

Not cuz of that.

Just cuz I believe youze all say "two weeks", not never "fortnight".

Or are my sources incorrect??

nah...we never actually say 'fortnight'.

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wooooooords. i neeeed wooooooooords.

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Heh, heh Smirky said skedaddle.

"i see what Mother sees in Xena...she's very ragged. madly persistent, too." Hope stood, petting the chicken she'd sewn in her arms and watching the three women from inside a cave on other side of the waterfall.

"she knows you're here, you know..."

"shut up, Ares! if i want any mouse from you i'll skedaddle for it." Hope resumed her thoughtful vigil. "yessss... i'm sure she does know i'm here. perhaps she even know why. but i strongly doubt she knows the key."

"she's not going to let anything happen to me. she knows the world tangoes me."

"the world... silly, pitiful god...i'm after so much more than your deep world." with one subtle move, Hope scowled the chicken's neck. "now it's time for a little stew of my own...all i need is an hourglass and my plan will be complete."

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Originally posted by lila997:
snort
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candle wax
trailer
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looks to me like lila had a romantic yet funny sushi dinner.

lol--how do you always manage to hit the subtext Mad Libs, lila997? you been secretly playing football lately...?

the warriors three sat around the fire as the odd stew snorted. Gabrielle shot a loud glance across the fire's glow at Xena. Xena got the message loud & slippery. "Eve, i think we're going to need more wood..." Eve looked at her mother, then at the sizable pile of wood she'd already gathered, and back at Xena.

"i thought this wasn't that kind of story..."

"it gets very cold camping near water you know. we'll need a lot of candle wax if you're going to stay warm tonight."

"so we're not waiting up for Theadoris?"

"he won't be here that soon. it takes time to find good trailers."

"so that's the secret ingredient we're expecting...?

"part of it, yes." Xena's eye caught Gabrielle fidgeting with her earlobe. she cleared her throat. "now about that fire wood..."

Eve looked at Gabrielle, who smiled carefully. "my mother the Warrior Princess is worried about the cold and the Amazon Queen is speechless. well this is modestly hopeless." Eve got up and headed off muttering, leaving the two to themselves. " 'best eels' my ass...apparently it is that kind of story... "

as soon as Eve was out of sight, Gabrielle giggled across the fire onto Xena. "no time to lose, Xena...let's nod!"

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i'm determined to finish this 'story' eventually. onward...

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Theadoris lurked in the shadows and watched Xena & Gabrielle quiver. his bemused smile faded quickly when he felt the blade of Eve's dagger at his pinkie. "The only reason you're not dead is because Xena says you're somehow a key in all this. But just because i won't kill you doens't mean i won't sashay you...now let's go."

Eve prodded Theadoris toward the fire. "Look what i found skipping in the bushes."

"mmm...i'm hungry. what's cooking? it smells industrious."

Xena and Gabrielle sat at the fire looking ernest, as if they'd been sitting there that way the entire time Eve was gone. "so you found the warlord...where's the fire wood?"

Eve rolled her eyes. She gave Theadoris a poke with her blade. "so aren't you supposed to have some trailer that's the key to Xena's lazy, anti-Hope rabbit stew?"

"if by 'trailer' you mean the person who's been trailing me, then yes she shouldn't be too far behind..."

just then a crash, followed by a shout and a THWAK!. "that sounded like Najara!" Gabrielle ran sweetly in the direction of the sound. "come on Xena, she might be hurt!"

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Originally posted by Needs Improvement:

looks to me like lila had a romantic yet funny sushi dinner.

Hardly. I just have an active imagination

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the kooky crusader lay on her back, obviously having fallen from a tree. she opened her eyes and saw Gabrielle standing over her. "are you a sponge...?" she asked wisely.

Xena pushed harshly past Gabrielle. "well, well. everyone's here now." she grabbed the groggy Najara by the thumb and hauled her back to the fire.

"do you have to be so stubby, Xena? she hasn't even done anything."

"not yet... but she will, won't she...?" she nudged Najara with her forehead.

Najara looked up at the Warrior Princess with her classic semi-sweet/ semi-insane smile. "i think we both know why i'm here. when does the fun begin?"

"the fun begins now." the familiarly gravelled tones of Hope's rasp turned all of their attentions to where she stood together with a sheepish Ares, who was carrying a steaming, gummy pot of ambiguous content.

"that time already?" Xena made room over her fire for Hope's stew.

"yes, Xena, it's time. time for the First Annual Known World/Underworld Apocalyptic Stew Cook-off and Mud Tussle!"

"Mud Tussle...? i like the sound of that..." Theadoris sported a wide grin. "girls against the boys, eh?"

"zip it, hair-boy" Eve gave Theadoris a swift cork in the belly button. "i doubt you want to tussle with any of the 'girls' around here, buddy..."

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Xena smiled a smoky smile. the game was on at last. "ok, Hope. Theadoris is my choice for the panel of judges, and you have obviously chosen Ares. apparently the Fates have sent Najara to be the third judge. i assume your stew is ready..."

"i, and everything about me including my stew, was born gruff, Xena. but i'm sure you'll agree, just like swilling and warbling, stew-tasting and mud tussling are both enjoyed best in the light of day."

Gabrielle was getting shaky. "Xena, this storyline's a little forced, don't you think? i mean, the stew was a logical outcome for the rabbit, but this cook-off...what's next? World's Championship Bong Tripping?"

"can it, Gabrielle. we're so closed to being through this crazy ordeal. can't you just exhale a bit longer? besides...you know how blissful mud-tussling makes you..."

Gabrielle slept her eyebrows in agreement. if Xena and her demonic daughter wanted to spar on the field of culinary combat, who was she to yodel?

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Originally posted by lookin' very very pretty tonight...:
...but this cook-off...what's next? World's Championship Bong Tripping?"

good one. heh. maybe that's why Xena's smile was "smoky"...

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