The King died, and the Queen was about to
- The King died, and the Queen was about to die of grief, when the coroner brought her the mocking note their Nemesis had stuffed in the King's mouth. That certainly ticked her off!
- The queen turned her grief to rage. With that rage, the Kingdom burned. All according to the enemies plans.
- Queen. Rage. Fire. Enemies. Cornish Game Hen.
- Foxes. Feathers. Red coats. Riders. Leather stirrups. Bridles." Silence. "Yes? Keep going," the psychoanalyst said encouragingly. "Say whatever comes to mind."
- "Guns. George Washington. Valley Forge. Frozen feet. Aaaaaaggghhh" he sobbed. "Let it all out," the psychoanalyst said, encouragingly. "Bbb...bbb...blood. Pppp...pa-pain...
- au chocolat...France...XIX century...castle,drapped dresses...I think I was a whore!".The psychoanalyst felt uncomfortable and ended the session 40 minutes early and I walked home
- in my whale-bone corset, red silk dress and massive white wig, eating a bag of chips. Louis XIV opened the front door and I collapsed on the canapé. "Good session, ma cherie?" he
- asked. "Oui, Louis," I panted. Louis XIV sat on a cream cheese upholstered melba toast chair and began to spread soothing caviar on me. The canapé collapsed. "Ma petit apéritif!"
- Le poissons jumped out of le frying pan, and the fromage melted in the tower de eiffel. The sitcom star said something about having a cat in his pants, and the vapid audience
- hissed him them out of the tower. The Yankees marched to the tower surrounding the Sitcom Star, "Give up your tea! We need to throw it out the river!" But the tower crumbled,
- Started
- 2014-06-10 12:46:18
- Finished
- 2015-10-22 15:03:07
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Gibber Oct 22 2015 @ 23:38
In case anyone is wondering, this is how my mind works: I read lucielucie's fold and thought, "canapé -- isn't that like a cracker?" so I checked the dictionary: 1. a thin piece of bread or toast or a cracker spread or topped with cheese, caviar, anchovies, or other savory food. 2. Furniture. a sofa of 18th-century France, made in any of several forms, often with matching chairs. That's all I need to know: asked. "Oui, Louis," I panted. -- (the answer just had to be "oui," panting because she came in and collapsed) Louis XIV sat on a cream cheese upholstered melba toast chair and began to spread soothing caviar on me -- (from the dictionary definitions, and carry over the characters) The canapé collapsed. -- (she collapsed on the canapé, and a canapé canapé would not be very sturdy, so...) "Ma petit apéritif!" -- (this obviously should be "Ma petit hors d'oeuvre!" but that doesn't fit, and "Ma hors d'oeuvre!" doesn't sound like a term of endearment. "Ma petit apéritif!" has a nice ring to it.)
Crazydance Oct 23 2015 @ 15:16
If I were French I'd say, "Oui."
lucielucie Oct 23 2015 @ 15:49
And another thing.... my bag of chips refers to English chips aka French fries... ironically.
Crazydance Oct 23 2015 @ 16:43
I like those chips better than American ones