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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
alec716:
--- Quote from: Mikaela on September 04, 2006, 06:35:49 pm ---
MONROE
((Is completely stunned as a sub-zero suddenly tornado hits, sucking the temperature down to an impossible all-time low, piling up SNOW in record time, passing within inches of the stupefied MONROE. Once the air clears, he realizes that CHER wasn't quite that lucky: :o :o ))
--- End quote ---
(( Having thawed out sufficiently to resume her never-ending attempts to satisfy the depths of the hunger of her global audience, and grateful that she is once again able to lower her microphone to her lips, CHER thinks about opportunities seemingly lost. ))
CHER:
&& Too bad MONROE iced me out. Maybe I'll try a more subtle approach with him next time. And there will be a next time! ;) &&
--- Quote from: Daniel on September 07, 2006, 05:38:09 pm ---
YOUNG JACK:
And where the heck is our singer?%%
--- End quote ---
(( Having heard the rustling in the crowd about the SINGER's absence, and recognizing a possible opportunity to satisfy the needs of millions of devotees worldwide, or at least a few rodeo folks and one narcoleptic bull out in the middle of nowhere, CHER hustles her bustle backstage.
and meets her new back-up band
))
Mikaela:
--- Quote ---And there will be a next time! ;)
--- End quote ---
MONROE:
(( Stops his raspberry jam jar decorating for a moment as an inexplicable chill passes through him, leaving him goosed and jittery ))
** Huh! All of a sudden I've got the urge for some hotter'n hot Cher.... (Urrgh! Ominous slip of the tongue there!) I mean Chai, of course! I need Chai! I've a chill right down to my bones, it's spooky! **
henrypie:
a-pling...a-pling...a-pling-a...
No one's gonna love you like me.
No one else.
Can't you see?
[I'm singing this song to Jack.
Watch his eyes when he turns his back.]
I know sometimes you felt so lonely,
I know you felt so sad and blue,
But this time you know I'm the only
Love for you that's coming through
With everything I say and do....
alec716:
--- Quote from: Mikaela on September 08, 2006, 11:38:00 am ---
MONROE:
** Huh! All of a sudden I've got the urge for some hotter'n hot Cher.... (Urrgh! Ominous slip of the tongue there!) I mean Chai, of course! I need Chai! I've a chill right down to my bones, it's spooky! **
--- End quote ---
(( Still backstage, waiting to see if she is needed for this scene, CHER has been meditating while seated delicately, alluringly, sensibly, and classily upon the Genuine Vegan Faux Leopard Skin mat which was given to her lovingly and humbly by the FSD,
but she simply cannot stop thinking about MONROE and where she would like his tongue to slip. ;) ))
CHER:
&& Hmmm, I would just love to have Tea With Mussolini chai with MONROE! &&
(( CHER sets about making chai from the FSD's special recipe, finds her best china mugs in the Sacred Relics Room, visits the B.A.M. crew room vending machine to secure further gastronomic bait for MONROE, and rushes back to the dressing room which, thankfully, BOB THE JANITOR has cleaned after WHITNEY HOUSTON's sudden arrest departure. CHER is glad not to have to share that, um, joint with WHITNEY HOUSTON any longer. ))
CHER:
Hey, MONROE, want a cup a chai, don't cha?
Piece a my CHER-ry cake?
saucycobblers:
((Sailing into Ennis Ellis Island, JBB stands at the owlpoop deck of the ship/boat/dinghy Queen Lizzie 2andahalf and thinks of all that happened to him since he set sail for Pays-de-la-Lotion near Calais, leaving his beloved TERRY CLOTH behind... :'(
It had been the hardest decision of his short and troubled life, as he'd wanted so badly to spend the remaining time until his sell-by-date with TERRY, until he was called to that great recycling plant in the sky, or TERRY's weft was whisked to the Pentecost Co laundry relic room for retired RAGamuffins - which ever came soonest.
Meeting his mother, the burlesque boudoir balm Fifi Boudreaux, after 4 effen years had been an uneasy experience marked by slippery embraces and lanolin-free kisses, and JBB discovered that lotion is indeed thicker than water. It had been good to see the Boudreaux clan once more...
...they even enjoyed several picnics together in the places of their youth...
...though the joy was tempered when poor Uncle Pierre spurted his last. He was cream-ated, like he wanted.
Now JBB smiles as he remembers his adventures in Europe, and wishes he had Photoshop so that he could show you all the exciting places he visited ::).
He remembers less fondly the unfortunate incident which led to his unscheduled departure - coming home from a trip to B-arse-celona to find the Boudreaux boys gettin' rather closer aquainted than was proper for cousins...
So JBB found himself returning home to BAM, but would his darling TERRY be there with open loops?))
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