The Maelstromers... a FASTPASS! Part 2

[horsegirl]

Gosh...sooo many people have sisters and boyfriends on here. I am feeling a little odd...

Anyhow...I can't believe Zzub didn't even notice my avatar that the wonderful LOU helped me with. Props to you Mr. Lou!

Mel, do you still have me on ignore?

OMG frickles! Only that adorable pic of you looking like beautiful lala surpasses the cuteness of that one. That is dahlink! I love poptarts, and kittens, and now you, and of course the genius, lou.

oh for the love of peaches, you are from georgia too- time for the mustang to get the oil changed for that road trip.....

 

[pongoperdigirl]

Coupla thoughts before I head back to work til 9 tonight. Yes, I was up and in the office at 8:30 this morning - after the 2 AM chat.

First - a shout out to my cyber woman pongo Jen (melons - I'm sticking my tongue out and going tthhhhhbbbbbbttttt!)

Second - y'all better still be on when I get home tonight! I don't wanna miss anything!

Third, just cause I thought there should be a third.

Blessings!
MarkyMark

Well Marky Mark I was in the office at 8:3o this morning as well...I don't know how..

Big shout out to you too

I might be there for a little bit when you get there...
I hope Rhonda comes and chats too...

 

[Frickles]

Horsegirl....thank you for the love!!! My day is complete....

You are too sweet.....ya know that?!?!

 

[em'smom]

I did it! I finally reached the last page (well, currently the last page)
I have been so far behind for so long that I haven't posted.

I just want to share with you all that I have started working out in a pathetic attempt to join the size 4's ( it may take a while for me to get there, but I am trying dangnabbit). All I can say is that my legs and arms are killing me from all that darn exercise and my sides are hurting from laughin so much here. My goal is to be just like Polymelonmom. I have the melons, just need to get everything else in shape. Can I join all the melon talk or is that an invite only status?

Thank you all for the entertainment and please please please slow down. I am not able to Dis while at work, darn gov't job and all and have to wait until later in the evenings 'cause my darn kid wants some love and attention, what's up with that?

Maelstrom!

 

[horsegirl]

Horsegirl....thank you for the love!!! My day is complete....

You are too sweet.....ya know that?!?!

no you are! I am an equal opportunity love doler outer- now clearly, esp if you are from georgia.....

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

Alrighty.

So... it was The Christmas Stripper G-String, technically. But that sounds all dirty to me. So for the sake of my delicate sensibilites I'm gonna continue to call it The Christmas Thong. But Paslea Pooh is correct... it was INDEED a G-string. Fit for a pole-dancer. A Christmas Northpole Dancer. Ahhh. I'm getting carried away here. So... onwards:

Well. My ever-thoughtful Kind Cruel General had bought Me(l) a Festive Christmas Stripper Thong. Which can be handily hung on a tree. Too. The hilarity began with the screaming. At the sight of the thong. Which caused a chain reaction of sorts. More screaming, and laughing, pointing, cursing, the poor old dog (named Penny... now deceased) started shaking and nearly wet the carpet and my beautiful Bride Mellyman took off for the kitchen. To get out of Dodge. And get more coffee. Most likely with whiskey in it.

As with most happyhaunt holiday festivities... Christmas at West Point is a busy Gong Show. It's like an Open House... with an open bar. Friends, family, neighbours etc. in and out. All day long. Phone calls, pets, food, music and the occasional plugging of a toilet. Usually by Calvin. And this one was particularily fun. For me. Because everyone asks "What did you get for Christmas?". And I was not ONLY going to tell everyone that The General had given me a Christmas Stripper Thong but I was, also, going to wear it. To SHOW off my lovely gift. And really stick it to The General. But, please, this is all in fun. This is the way our wonderful, twisted dynamic works. Me and The General. And... TRUST ME here... I get back as much as I give. Perhaps MORE. Truth be told.

So I spent the rest of the day wearing the THONG and visiting with family and friends. I wore it in different ways. I would wander into a room where The General was talking with someone, or cooking or relaxing... with the THONG on. On my head like a disco headband. Sticking out of my pocket. Wrapped around my wrist. Tied on the poor old dog's collar. Draped across the diningroom table centrepiece. Placed strategically in the Nativity Scene under the tree. Or wearing it properly... in the right place... but OVER my clothes instead of UNDER. But the best... THE BEST... three places. Which STILL make me giggle when I recall them were:

1. Under The General's napkin on her plate at dinner.
2. On my head like a Pirate's Eyepatch. Arrrrggghhhh!!!!
3. Tied around my upper thigh like Chachi from Happy Days.

Haaaaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaaaaa!!! Whew!!! The memory just caused some things to function, here, and others to stop functioning.

Help me.

MEDIC!!!!

There. The End. That's all folks!!!

Now I gotta run and do some things in my real life. Groceries. Get the kids from school. Haircut for Bama. Bring a bundt cake to ZZUB's pitbull of a secretary as a peace offering. Even though I REALLY don't like her.

Later, Mel.

 

[kpk89]

Jesus, Mary and Joseph!!!!

Tell us more.

I don't want to have to reschedule our trip!

No worries -- it was closed when we were there in January, and people were just boosting their kidlets over the barrier and getting them in there.

So you could do that ... if you don't care if your kid falls into the Viking hold, never to be heard from again. I know you don't want that, though.

seriously, WHAT are people thinking?

 

[Frickles]

no you are! I am an equal opportunity love doler outer- now clearly, esp if you are from georgia.....

I'm a very forgiving girl too....yes, I noticed you wrote "Who said Southern girls are all that". ouch.
Anyhow, come on over in the stang babe and we can sit out on the front porch and I'll fix you up a nice glass of sweet tea....o.k.?

 

[pongoperdigirl]

I'm a very forgiving girl too....yes, I noticed you wrote "Who said Southern girls are all that". ouch.
Anyhow, come on over in the stang babe and we can sit out on the front porch and I'll fix you up a nice glass of sweet tea....o.k.?

As long as you guys don't eat Chik-Fil-A or pickled okra....have a good time

 

[edcrbnsoul]

Alrighty.

So... it was The Christmas Stripper G-String, technically. But that sounds all dirty to me. So for the sake of my delicate sensibilites I'm gonna continue to call it The Christmas Thong. But Paslea Pooh is correct... it was INDEED a G-string. Fit for a pole-dancer. A Christmas Northpole Dancer. Ahhh. I'm getting carried away here. So... onwards:

Well. My ever-thoughtful Kind Cruel General had bought Me(l) a Festive Christmas Stripper Thong. Which can be handily hung on a tree. Too. The hilarity began with the screaming. At the sight of the thong. Which caused a chain reaction of sorts. More screaming, and laughing, pointing, cursing, the poor old dog (named Penny... now deceased) started shaking and nearly wet the carpet and my beautiful Bride Mellyman took off for the kitchen. To get out of Dodge. And get more coffee. Most likely with whiskey in it.

As with most happyhaunt holiday festivities... Christmas at West Point is a busy Gong Show. It's like an Open House... with an open bar. Friends, family, neighbours etc. in and out. All day long. Phone calls, pets, food, music and the occasional plugging of a toilet. Usually by Calvin. And this one was particularily fun. For me. Because everyone asks "What did you get for Christmas?". And I was not ONLY going to tell everyone that The General had given me a Christmas Stripper Thong but I was, also, going to wear it. To SHOW off my lovely gift. And really stick it to The General. But, please, this is all in fun. This is the way our wonderful, twisted dynamic works. Me and The General. And... TRUST ME here... I get back as much as I give. Perhaps MORE. Truth be told.

So I spent the rest of the day wearing the THONG and visiting with family and friends. I wore it in different ways. I would wander into a room where The General was talking with someone, or cooking or relaxing... with the THONG on. On my head like a disco headband. Sticking out of my pocket. Wrapped around my wrist. Tied on the poor old dog's collar. Draped across the diningroom table centrepiece. Placed strategically in the Nativity Scene under the tree. Or wearing it properly... in the right place... but OVER my clothes instead of UNDER. But the best... THE BEST... three places. Which STILL make me giggle when I recall them were:

1. Under The General's napkin on her plate at dinner.
2. On my head like a Pirate's Eyepatch. Arrrrggghhhh!!!!
3. Tied around my upper thigh like Chachi from Happy Days.

Haaaaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaaaaa!!! Whew!!! The memory just caused some things to function, here, and others to stop functioning.

Help me.

MEDIC!!!!

There. The End. That's all folks!!!

Now I gotta run and do some things in my real life. Groceries. Get the kids from school. Haircut for Bama. Bring a bundt cake to ZZUB's pitbull of a secretary as a peace offering. Even though I REALLY don't like her.

Later, Mel.

Well thats great but you teased us wheres the thong!

 

[Chapter 11]

Frickles -- your new avatar is very .... I don't know what. I mean, Pop-Tarts? Good. Kittens? Good. Kitten in a pop-tart box? Hmmmm. I'm sure it will grown on me. Like a fungus. But you're a down-home country-fried NW Ga girl, so it's all just fine with me.

Horsegirl -- geez, I sent you the picture and you still think this: "chappie, cuz he is sweet, sensitive funny and a hottie with a horseshoe around his head." I didn't see any horseshoe on that head, did you?

Jen -- had Chick-Fil-A for lunch. Eat your heart out. Woof.

 

[Yzma and Kronk]

Anyhow, come on over in the stang babe and we can sit out on the front porch and I'll fix you up a nice glass of sweet tea....o.k.?

Can I come too???

I didn't quite aquire a taste for sweet tea, but I'll give it another try.....since I'd love to be back in Georgia!

Horsiegirl - your post made me homesick for GA, even though it wasn't really home. I talked to my good friend from GA yesterday.......ah, the wind through the pines! Maybe that's why I like it here so much.....so many good Georgia folks!

PPG - Love the Coach Bags! I'm still using the same purse that I've had for 3 years.....gasp! Don't hate me OK? Your's is really nice. Maybe I should go shopping??

DMM - thanks for the "heads up" on the Stroller debate. I LOVE THOSE. I put DD and DS in one at ages 8 & 5. Keeps them from whining all the time and it's a place to store stuff. I better go over and a little.

Frickles - don't feel bad about the ignore......I think sometimes that everyone has me on ignore!

MEL - Great thong story. You're my kind of gal. If DH bought me one, I'd do the same with it!!

PPG - Ah, Orka - got to love that stuff. DH always wanted to go to Folks for Fried Green Tomatoes and I'd get me some Orka.

 

[MommyPoppins]

Ponychickahorseygalpoodlywoodlytoodlyfillychick Where's that picture you promised me????????????

 

[pongoperdigirl]

OMG Folks.... Does anyone remember that they used to call it Po Folks...we used to eat there all the time.

nothing like drinkin out of a Mason jar during dinner.

I really like my purse, it's springy. It I said how much it cost, people would be mad at me!

I love love love pickle okra and I love love love boiled Pnuts

 

[Frickles]

Chapter 11 Listen....I felt the same way about your avatar....I like star wars, but it is so dark and mysterious and a little creeeeeepeeeee....NOTHING like you!!!! But your avatar has grown on me. Will you be my brother? I don't need a boyfriend (I know you are already taken in that department.)

Yak....will you be my sister? We have the "ignore" thing in common.

 

[kpk89]

...Again!

I'm just getting tough on all of you. I am here, saying and have to run back out to take the kids to up-Chucks. Which I'm not happy about, but my boy saw the flyer for the PTO fundraiser before I could incinerate it.

Now. Listen up. When I come back this evening, I expect to see a couple, (maybe even several ...) posts at least saying " " back to me.

Got it? Because if a person can't spend the day hanging out here, that's depressing enough. But to not even be missed ... well. Not everyone can be a thong-wearing, spice-snacking, egg-cracking, beaver-posting HOTTIE. Some of us are only two of those things. Maybe 3. But dangit, we deserve a little love too!

There.

LY/MI,

 

[Chapter 11]

Did Kimmie say something? No, no, just kidding. Here's some lovin':

 

[Frickles]

Hey Kim!!!!

 

[Yzma and Kronk]

MommyPoppins - just got back from the Stroller thread. Yours was a voice of reason. But the funny thing was, I was looking for the Maelstrom.....is a fastpass? at the end of your post, and I looked for a edit too.

See what you guys have done to me??

Kpk89 - Upchucks.
That's soooo funny. We call it McSpew's.

This coming from someone known as YAK!

Frickles - see edit!

 

[SoNotAPrincess]

Kim was here and I missed her???????


well dangit. now i'm sad and depressed. guess i'll have to go have a snickers bar. and a mai tai. to drown my sorrows.