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Post by skipper on Apr 19, 2005 17:21:21 GMT -5
*Skipp was sauntering along, when he though of the idea to build a ship.He started with cutting down a few trees. Then he got some rope. Then he started to build.
Skipp was enjoying his time, on the bank. He wisled a tune as he went. He cut the trees into boards, latched ropes to keep the boards to gather, patched the empty slots with sap, and let it dry. After a day without resting, he had completed his small, one man boat. He tied it to the bank and went back to walking, in search of something to do.
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Post by bipod on Apr 22, 2005 15:30:45 GMT -5
He soon found a sleeping hare in the bushes nearby snoring uproarously The hare woke with a start and leapt up "Allo mister otter m'buck I am Eugene Clarence Woodherron the third wot wot" The hare bounded over Skips head and pivoted on one foot to face the stunned otter "How can I help you M'lad"
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Post by hessper on Apr 28, 2005 13:22:05 GMT -5
thinking"typical hare long name and the alltime famouse wot wot fraze" then he replied kindly"not much sir"
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Post by bipod on May 8, 2005 7:43:43 GMT -5
"Well then I suppose I can take another bally nap then unless you have any tuck I could do with the ol' nosebag right now"
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