The Gifting Game

[Nick9]

Big enough pan? PAN?? Mister, I will let my koi to eat you alive

hmm now I wonder if you are trurtworthy enough for me to accept your gift...

I offer a cup of mint tea

[trialbyerror]

Ta
Tea for two, and two for tea,
Me for you, and you for me,
Nobody near us, to see us or hear us......

And I offer a cup of Earl grey tea!

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[Nick9]

Aww, yes, thank you. Earl Grey is right next to the mint tea in my kitchen.

I offer 8 hour shift at a tower crane.

[partisan]

Thanks nick that actually appeals to me, being all the way up there, away from the world, with a birds eye view of prague

My gift is a pair of slipper socks

[trialbyerror]

Hate

Terribly unsafe those socks that slip

I offer underpants fully lined with the Velcro hook side :eek:


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[partisan]

^ they have grips on the soles TBE ^

I take those sexy velcro pants and offer the next stud some felt gloves, im feeling like a cheap slut today, its the humidity.

Im not a slut today, that was yesterday, i offer the next person a cup of trifle.

[Rainbowmum]

[quote=Rainbowmum]Did someone mention the one that shall not be named?

Good evening mumsy, it be truly a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Yessssssissss but since he's been outed by the elf it matters no more.

Bring you up to speed (since you be gone so long).

The elf 's gathered up his skirts and is running all the way to that place with his Bowyn AerroW, because after being lost in Mirkwood forest for 3000 years (where he was seen slaying a warg with one arrow while having a dump in private, (apparently his sphincter cut the doo-doo clean in half) by the one known as the "brown" wizard, who sent this piece of choice news to me by flutter-by <butterfly> post).

Seems he's found out that that person is one huge leather bound dungeon lord with a ring on his preciousssss. and as every man knows, it's the preciousss that rules us all

Personally, I don't think that that's the wisest of choices, because the dunggeon lord is rather unsanitary and has never bathed or washed his leather garments, but then "whatever blows his skirt up" is for him to decide....

(Elvin menfolk wear skirts and eleven ladies wear abayan's by the way)...
Anyhow, non of us have a cooking-clue what's going to happen next, but Tolkien's a mite miffed.

Meanwhile, Partisan and me have been spending years and years under the misty mountains coveting one-another's preciousessssss ever since he escaped from the 9 who kidnapped him by turning into foul smelling black clouds and wafting in through his ceiling window ( The smell of fart was so strong he ran clean through the door gasping for breath, straight into the arms of 3 of the riders left outside because they couldn't stand the smell inside.)

Mumsy, I know you are following all of this, because you are the only one who can....

Regards....
A slightly mad duck who does things by
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Oh the gift... I offer a plastic bucket of magical elvin water, from the fountain on the hill, that if you hold your head in the water for long enough, you (and everybody else) will know more or less what"s going to happen :eek:

I did not realize that Prince Alberto( Pun intended) enjoyed dungeons so much. Love it.

My gift is some candy apples.

[Lalo]

Hmmm this seems familiar to me somehow...but what the heck, they look yummy!

I am giving away a flea circus.

[partisan]

Thank you (miles what were your fleas names again? :p

My gift is an anti-bark collar, it has vibration sensors, when they feel the dog/wolf is about to bark/howl, they emit a series of very high pitched noises that irritate the pooch.

[trialbyerror]

thanks

my son's brought home a puppy, cross rotweiler /labrador bitch
I might just have need of it.

'Sides, don't want Lalo to be collared with that now would we..... He's such a honey.....

I offer the hammer of Thor, picked it up on auction

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