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Post by Billy on Nov 30, 2006 13:56:07 GMT -1
When Blitzen eyed him expectantly from across the reindeer stable Santa new his luck was in, him paced accross the room triumphantly. Stopping a few feat from where the buxom beast was waiting. He slowly slipped off his fur trimmed red jacket, revealing his vest and bracers. As he pulled his bracers over his shoulders and let his trousers drop to his ankles Blitzen let out a short sharp sigh. He placed his hand firmly on either side of her rump and inched closer. Just then an Elf ran in with a polaroid camera - took a picture and sent it to the news of the world. The End I'm off for training - laters gang! um, I think perhaps I should change my Christmas name
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Post by Shippers on Dec 1, 2006 11:26:20 GMT -1
I have rarely been as appalled as I was reading that Shippers... it also alarms me that you seem to have some talent there too... if it wasn't Santa and a fricking reindeer!!! wey-oh!
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