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Posted on Wed, May 10, 2006 11:18

I was standing in the bar cleaning glasses when she slinked in. She had a trail of smoke streaming behind her and I couldn't tell if she had a cigarette or if she was so hot she was setting the floor on fire. "Hiya big boy," she said. "What's a dame gotta do to get a drink in this joint?" She pulled a cigarette out and put it in her holder and sat waiting for me to light it. Before I could a bozo at the bar pulled his zippo. I'd seen him around town, he was a dick, private that is. They called him Devo. "What's your name sweetheart, I haven't seen you in this gin mill before." he said.

Suddenly shots rang out in the street. The dick went to check it out leaving me and the dame alone at the bar. "Gin and tonic cowboy," she said while blowing smoke in my face. "They call me Hondo" I said "and it's been a long time since I've been on a horse."



And so the story starts. Who is the dame? Who is shooting in the street? What did Devo find? Where do we go from here?



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Posted on Sat, May 27, 2006 09:40

katiegrlK2B write:
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Katie I thought all you girls wore them little thong's . not much to raid there.


No way, Mo! Some of us prefer ........... commando.

that means no road blocks,right lol



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Posted on Sat, May 27, 2006 00:33

slowmotion2000 write:
Katie I thought all you girls wore them little thong's . not much to raid there.


No way, Mo! Some of us prefer ........... commando.



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Posted on Fri, May 26, 2006 20:34

Katie I thought all you girls wore them little thong's . not much to raid there.



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Posted on Fri, May 26, 2006 13:39

"ArlahalkT!"

Oh the inhumanity! Devo had his BVDers on backwards. What she thought was back was front and what is in front is, well you know. Katie drops Devo leaving him to crumple soundly to the floor. The blonde nurses rush to Devo administer CPR and insert a catheter. (Do you realize how much milk this lad has drunk?!) Wee takes Devo's temperature.

Suddenly, a blood curdling scream rips through the bar. All turn to look as Rapturous Red realizes that she is one year older. Ever the gentleman, Hondo wraps a bar towel around a rabbit and gifts her with it. Lacking a card, Hondo generously offers in his selfless way to show her how to use it in his office. Chilvary indeed lives.

The lights flicker, pop and again, The Moon is plunged into pitch blackness. Ah yes, the emergency light batteries have been put to another use. All that can be heard is the ticking of the Schlitz beer clock. Oops, missed that battery.

What the h-e-double hockey sticks is that????! It appears to be



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Posted on Thu, May 25, 2006 01:57

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I think she put on some of that pheromone fragrance, as all the men in the room are swaying back and forth in the same pattern.

Rob seeing the smiling face of Hondo back again, no longer fears danger, and quickly stashes the gun away. Too many disappearing people round here has put an edge on him. To calm his nerves, he orders another shot of that good anejo tequila.

Suddenly, in walks a presidental candidate who says "It was Friday night..."


..."It's Friday Night Panty Raid Time! Let's get 'em boys!"

The guys leap from their stools but the women are confused as to what's happening. That is, until Mrs.Hunter, the town's alcoholic divorcee is lifted off Hondo's lap and turned over for a panty-abduction. But she's was wearing one of those girdle things, tighter than a librarian's knees on the midnight express bus home.

The boys couldn't get 'em off her. By then, the element of surprise had been lost and all the women now stood in a line in their kung fu defense stances, daring anyone to raid THEIR tidy whities, or blackies or scarleties or hot magenta pinkies or...... alright! Enough!

"But where was Katie?" Devo wonders. "I thought she had her yellow belt in kung fu?"

And right he was! That sneaky little journalist was getting the scoop on the back of Devo's BVD's! The waistband, to be precise. Suddenly, she grabbed and yanked 'em up to the ceiling.

Devo uttered one soprano phrase .......



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Posted on Tue, May 23, 2006 22:08

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seattlesunshine write:
The redheads squawk, "who do you have to boink around here to get a drink?"

Hondo quickly fumbles for his



Cell phone. Where the hell is that bartender?!? Rob is getting impatient and I think he has a gun. I'll take care of the redheads and get them out of here as soon as the barkeep gets here.

And Sunshine makes four. Hmmmm. Yep. No redhead but a keeper just the same. Those legs, that bright red lipstick all the women are wearing in here tonight.

I think she....

I think she put on some of that pheromone fragrance, as all the men in the room are swaying back and forth in the same pattern.

Rob seeing the smiling face of Hondo back again, no longer fears danger, and quickly stashes the gun away. Too many disappearing people round here has put an edge on him. To calm his nerves, he orders another shot of that good anejo tequila.

Suddenly, in walks a presidental candidate who says "It was Friday night..."



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Posted on Tue, May 23, 2006 21:52

seattlesunshine write:
The redheads squawk, "who do you have to boink around here to get a drink?"

Hondo quickly fumbles for his

Cell phone. Where the hell is that bartender?!? Rob is getting impatient and I think he has a gun. I'll take care of the redheads and get them out of here as soon as the barkeep gets here.

And Sunshine makes four. Hmmmm. Yep. No redhead but a keeper just the same. Those legs, that bright red lipstick all the women are wearing in here tonight.

I think she....



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Posted on Tue, May 23, 2006 21:20

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I slipped quietly out the back door...They didn't call me "Lucky" for nothin'. I wasn't into the dismal bar scene. As soon as I had confirmed my hunch, I was out of there. On the way out the back, I noticed some kind of book. I discretely picked it up and shoved it into my bag. I made my way to my blazer, and carefully pulled into traffic and made my way home.
Back home I stripped my clothes off as I ran up the stairs. I never could stand the stink of a seedy bar...They all smelled the same, of cigaretts, dispair and lost dreams.
I was sweaty, anxious to rid myself of the sticky bra and the thong that was beginning to crawl up my *a*zz. I stripped off the offensive undies and stepped into the welcoming steam of the shower.
Picking up the the soap I slowly lathered my body with rich suds.
The warm misty steam surrounded me.
I replayed the evening in my mind...
I wondered why a class act like Darma
would hook up with a guy like Bubba...
And that sax player...where does he fit in...
I turned off the shower and stepped out. After drying off I used my thick coconut body lotion carfully smoothing it everywhere...and thinking...
The guy who hired me I knew only as "Charlie". He would not meet me in person, paid me through his lawyer, and communicated with me by a blocked number. What did he have to hide?
I remembered the book that I had picked up outside the bar. It was still in my purse, I had forgot about it in my haste to rid myself of the bar smell. It was a dog eared notebook, and in the spiral was a well worn pencil. Inside was the name "Katie",
as well as some other names that I recognised...and some I did not...Who was that "Hondo" that was mentioned several times?

I was cashing out the register getting ready to turn the bar over to my assistant when I found it. Another business card with a capital "Z" On the back was one work "Lucky" Could she be a real person? I had heard about her ever since I landed in this burg. She was the stuff of myths. I never believed in myths. How did the card end up in my cash drawer? Maybe she is real and as good as I heard. All I could picture right now was a babe soaping up in a shower. Man what picture, a body to die for and the face of Helen of Troy. Rumor has it she can crack a safe and a mans skull and make it home in time to cook up a gourmet meal. What a dame she must be.

Now if my barkeep will get here I can snag the reds and blow this joint. There is still time to find Slo and do a little trading before we head off to my place.

The Heron released the sun and it's shining in Indianpolis again. Unless she interupts we will be racing on Sunday. She is a spiteful bird and if she doesn't get enough fish to eat things could change. I think I can handle the Heron no matter what she thinks. She puts up a hard front but underneath I think she is a marshmellow waiting to be toasted. My toaster warm and waiting for her.



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Posted on Mon, May 22, 2006 22:09

The redheads squawk, "who do you have to boink around here to get a drink?"

Hondo quickly fumbles for his



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Posted on Mon, May 22, 2006 19:51

Speaking of mysteries, What happened to the bartender, I could swear he was here just a minute ago ???



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Posted on Mon, May 22, 2006 00:23

I slipped quietly out the back door...They didn't call me "Lucky" for nothin'. I wasn't into the dismal bar scene. As soon as I had confirmed my hunch, I was out of there. On the way out the back, I noticed some kind of book. I discretely picked it up and shoved it into my bag. I made my way to my blazer, and carefully pulled into traffic and made my way home.
Back home I stripped my clothes off as I ran up the stairs. I never could stand the stink of a seedy bar...They all smelled the same, of cigaretts, dispair and lost dreams.
I was sweaty, anxious to rid myself of the sticky bra and the thong that was beginning to crawl up my *a*zz. I stripped off the offensive undies and stepped into the welcoming steam of the shower.
Picking up the the soap I slowly lathered my body with rich suds.
The warm misty steam surrounded me.
I replayed the evening in my mind...
I wondered why a class act like Darma
would hook up with a guy like Bubba...
And that sax player...where does he fit in...
I turned off the shower and stepped out. After drying off I used my thick coconut body lotion carfully smoothing it everywhere...and thinking...
The guy who hired me I knew only as "Charlie". He would not meet me in person, paid me through his lawyer, and communicated with me by a blocked number. What did he have to hide?
I remembered the book that I had picked up outside the bar. It was still in my purse, I had forgot about it in my haste to rid myself of the bar smell. It was a dog eared notebook, and in the spiral was a well worn pencil. Inside was the name "Katie",
as well as some other names that I recognised...and some I did not...Who was that "Hondo" that was mentioned several times?



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Posted on Sun, May 21, 2006 17:06

MM "the movie" hahahaha!!!



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Posted on Sun, May 21, 2006 01:36

Hey Rob, your the guy that's a prof, can you blow some life into this old Mummy, Now keep you eyes open and see if hers flickers. If they do we all know you'll be in her k......s
So huff and puff, no down in the mouth, dont go down south.
Maybe a jolt from that generator of yours, will waken this Mummy and she could be yours,



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Posted on Sun, May 21, 2006 01:24

Forget about the bird, she's right ropey old thing anyway.

Hondo stands erect, dusts the blondes off of his lap and exclaims, "it looks like one of the bandages is loose." DanDaring suddenly silent of verse, grabs the bandages, unwinding, little poofs of linen floating in the air, a nerdy scent wafts about, to reveal,low and behold, it cannot be, but it is:

It is the person that is suppose to be programming blogland in MMville.

And that, kids, is why the blogs are a mess.



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Posted on Fri, May 19, 2006 12:47

Tutankhamen , the oldest mummy around, i wonder who that could be. A sozzled voice in the dark, starts to sing a tune, hark that's a lark , its The Oldest Swinger in Town, i wonder if its that bird in the gown you know What's her name? ..



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Posted on Fri, May 19, 2006 09:06

Seattlesunshine asks "Is there a code breaker in the room?" as this cryptic message is clearly code. Apparently the purifying and preserving effect of vodka has done wonders for her. Obligatory rim shot by the drummer.

Slowmo bounds in with a box of latex gloves and everyone puts a pair on. Always the gentlemen, he suggests that everyone double up. Is Slowmo a man with huge hands or huge hands with a man attached? But there is no time to ponder that intriguing question.

Sharpie's tanned, debonair friend reads the note and announces, "It says for all of us to get naked," Sharpie grabs the note from him as he has been trying to get at her "chips" all night. "Triple glove up, Devo" Sharpie offers "I am afraid that man is not Charlie Sheen and those are not his two and a half men." The blonde nurses bellow, "does this mean the series is cancelled," frantically searching their memories for when and if they've tivoed all the episodes. Hondo cuddles all three nurses on his lap to console them. Katie immediately drops what was in her hands and confesses that it was she who was 'shooting bunnies' while the lights were out. Devo kneels by Charlie, wipes his milk mustache off with the back off his hand and saying "what the" pulls off *gasp* a latex mask revealing none other than....



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Posted on Thu, May 18, 2006 22:20

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Just then ... the lights go out! A woman screams! Somebody lets one since it's the most opportune time to do so in the dark. Nobody will be able to tell who did it.

Then.....


Then... The lights flicker back on and to all's astonishment Charlie is laying face up on the floor. Katie rushes over and checks for a pulse and screams "OH THE HUMANITY, HE's gone!"

Devo strolls over and points at the lip stick 'Smooch' on Charlie's forhead and the satisfied smile on his face. "Well it looks like he went out happy! - What's that hanging out of his fly?"

"Katie good grief let go of that thing" Robtest scowls "Have you no respect? - For a crime scene, what is it? Oh another business card with a Z and this time it says....."


If the Heron doesn't release it the sun will never shine in Indianapolis again.

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Posted on Thu, May 18, 2006 12:22

All ye who enter these portals do as mortals, I'll be the judge of whose made the fudge that's not a grudge, and ?'ll not budge?. Foll de roll I'm not a troll, but them that are spooks go down in me' books and this Daring man is as big as Desperate Dan, The Beano for all you young uns, and Cow pie he'll turn you into.
Now where's the gravy, Rob pass the 'train'



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Posted on Thu, May 18, 2006 11:25

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Just then ... the lights go out! A woman screams! Somebody lets one since it's the most opportune time to do so in the dark. Nobody will be able to tell who did it.

Then.....

Then... The lights flicker back on and to all's astonishment Charlie is laying face up on the floor. Katie rushes over and checks for a pulse and screams "OH THE HUMANITY, HE's gone!"

Devo strolls over and points at the lip stick 'Smooch' on Charlie's forhead and the satisfied smile on his face. "Well it looks like he went out happy! - What's that hanging out of his fly?"

"Katie good grief let go of that thing" Robtest scowls "Have you no respect? - For a crime scene, what is it? Oh another business card with a Z and this time it says....."



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