ok, i am starting a new silly thread to get us all involved and out of the humdrums!

lets write a crazy story. i'll start then someone adds to it, etc.. we keep adding to it, maybe forever! whatever first comes to your mind. silly, stupid, cliche, whatever you want. kind of like our "meeting dates by bumping into shopping carts" thread was last year. that was fun! ok, here goes....

once upon a time there was a.....

Somewhat snobby, youngish blonde girl that lived in a far, far away place. Upstate somewhere or other. She was a very active and high maintenance person, but generally nice to most people. She had beautiful children that most people thought were adopted because they could not have been the offspring of our heroine and her EX the evil troll.

She spent her days selling amway or some such stuff and by terrorizing her friends from MB whwnever they allowed her to. Whenever they responded in kind she disappeared and was not heard from for long periods of time. She acquired many friends in this way and in fact met her "Prince Charming" in this manner. He was a gekko until he me her online and she turned him into a prince.

She has become sad and lonely in the far, far away place and has started this story to occupy her time while waiting to meet her prince again in the hopes that someday he will rescue her and take her to his castle in Hotlanta.


Okay snob, its you turn to embellish the story or tell me to disappear. How's things in the frozen north? Been really busy golfing, fishing and trying to stay out of trouble. Avoiding members of the opposite sex seems to be doing the trick for avoiding trouble. Last woman I met and that showed some interest in return turned out to be the former mistress of a VP above me at work. Just my luck huh??? Needless to say she was put at arms length and will never get any closer. I think she wanted to use me to make him jealous after he broke it off with her when his 18yr old daughter busted them.

Action? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I'm trying to be a good girl! I'm preparing tax returns (work) and am trying to correspond (email, phone, texts) with four different guys. Too early to tell if any have potential. I feel so bad but I'm having fun! Of course, that could just be the buzz from all the caffeine I've had today.

worst thread ever

fbwidow, can you write off those coaches shorts? You know the ones that have a waist half way up the torso and the coach puts his game plans in the waist band?

on mlhb's story:

(never say Hotlanta - people here hate that) The prince's castle was wrecked after 10 days of his little princess running around in it. Needing it returned to it's former splendor the prince summoned a blonde from the north pole.

yawn you guys, this was NOT supposed to be a story about me! (even tho yes, i am a princess lol) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

so let's start this again!
once upon a time there was a former stripper named cotton candy who, after years of making huge amounts of money waxing the local poles, decided to clean up her act and get an honest job. now a cashier at walmart she.....

I like the earlier story, so I'll continue there.

While wasting away awaiting her next trip to Hotlanta, the princess found herself in a conundrum. The kingdom was flooding. Global warming gone wrong. It's not getting warmer, but colder. And the northwinds blew in a such a severe storm, that the princess received many feet of snow. While her subjects downstate were flooded in their homes, eithout electric and help.
Schools closed and MBers prayed their electricity was still on so they could get some adult interaction while home with their dragons.

now a cashier at Wal-Mart she... can't seem to get a break, as the 'gentlemen' shoppers line up at her register to pay for their goods with dollar bills. Ms Candy is still not accustomed to taking the cash in her hand so the manager (pleased by the influx of new customers) simply insists that the customers do not touch the employees. He then grins ear to ear as he jacks the price of a hot dog and a slushy to ten bucks.

this walmart experience has been quite challenging for candy. it has taken awhile for her to remember to put the money in the cash drawer and not in her thigh high garder.

but she is getting the hang of things and after about a year or so she is promoted to manager of the lingerie dept since she has so much experience in that area....

As she is in Hotlanta, it is hot....and there is little need of substantial lingerie so they have begun selling only sheer silky sarongs. Sales are dwindling, however, because not all the Hotlantian women are as hot as Candy.....and, therefore, they can only use the sarongs as headcoverings.


ML, you may be a princess, but you can not be THE PRINCESS. I am THE PRINCESS. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> And I do, sometimes, keep company with THE DIPLOMAT of the Far Kingdom.

[color:"purple"]So, everyone remember I am THE PRINCESS. And I have the fine red running shoes and the valuable tiaras to prove it.[/color]


<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

[color:"blue"] This is a FOR REAL story. [/color]

[color:"red"] Once upon a time there was the Fair and Beauteous Princess Cinderella of Caerlon. She was smart, kind, of good heart, and cooshy body. You know the kind of body I mean. No longer 25. Possessed of more than one too many cookies. A body which would not hurt a man if he were to hug her tightly. Dear reader, while she was not a truly 'Rubenesque' woman, you would never think her to be anorexic.

In a moment of kindheartedness and altruism, the Fair Princess signed up to train with [/color] <a href="www.teamintraining.org" target="_blank">Team In Training</a> [color:"red"]to compete in the [/color] Country Music Half Marathon [color:"red"] and to raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society [color:"red"]

Now, this decision was quite atypical for The Princess. But she was motivated to do it in honor of a man with whom she sometimes toiled. For he was quite sick and, on more than one occasion, he was expected to not live long at all.

The Princess trained for many months, nigh onto half a year, for the big day. She had her tiara ready and some fine shoes to wear for the event.

And she labored diligently at raising funds - for research for cures to leukemia, lymphoma, myeloma, and Hodgkins' and Non Hodgkins' diseases. And, though nearing her financial goal, she toils on....spreading awareness of the fact that [b]Leukemia is the #1 disease cause of death among Americans under the age of 21 AND that, every 5 minutes, an American is diagnosed with a blood cancer - each day 151 Americans die of blood cancer.

So, if you wish to help The Princess in her challenge, please check the links in her signature. [/color]

A little live action killed this thread........Hey, you can, maybe, watch the marathon on TV Saturday. I'll dig up the info if anyone is interested. There will be Dolly Parton wannabes and a number of Elvii among the participants.