Story teller game

[GrandChester]

Thanks Wom for spilling the beans. Snow White had it coming she stepped on my Size 1 shoe fits all midgets & I bit her in the knee cap to get her attention. The ditz a bella was off in La La Land as usual.

Me & my pony Rascal were the best of buds. When I turned 21 it was a BIG day for me. He stood while I climbed the extendable ladder & once I was in the saddle it was RC Rodeo time. Rascal took off bucking like he had a burr under his saddle. You could not see daylight under the saddle because I hung on like a monkey.

Those were the good ole days when I was young & full of piss & vinegar. Now I am just hanging in there wearing my pull up & on diapers & Rascal has departed this world for the rainbow bridge. Life can be sad but you have to look on the bright side I am going to collect my first Social Security check in November. Maybe I will be able to get some dentures then along with hearing aids, a wig for my bald head, & go have a happy meal at Mc Donalds.

Now how about it Wom give it your all & tells us about the real you.


Dunken Donuts

"Thats funny Bonny"! snorts Helen. Well, not about poor Rascal or your baldness"!

"Holy Drunken-Dunken Donuts BatMan"! replies GrandChester. Better pull up a chair cuz this is gonna be a real humdinger! "I can recall one story very vivid WomBat and thats when you"...

Tequilla worm.

[wombat2u2004]

"Thats funny Bonny"! snorts Helen. Well, not about poor Rascal or your baldness"!

"Holy Drunken-Dunken Donuts BatMan"! replies GrandChester. Better pull up a chair cuz this is gonna be a real humdinger! "I can recall one story very vivid WomBat and thats when you"...

........and a bunch of your mates tried to fish a tequilla worm out of a bottle of cheap imported Mexican plonk. Tell us about it Wombat"

"Well gang, I'll tell ya'all.' Said Wombat 'There we were, me, me mate Bruce, and some sheila by the name of Pinabullana (yeah folks, she was Aboriginal), sitting in the pub one day. The sheila made a bet with me and Bruce that she could get the worm out of the bottle quicker than we could. Me and me mate Bruce tried and tried to remove the worm from that bottle of evil elixer, but to no avail.
We tried everything, even Fong Whoflungdung (the Chinese cook) gave us a lend of his own chopsticks....but no....every time we had that little sucker cornered, he would escape. After about two hours of this, the sheila had had enough, and said it was her turn. Before we could bat an eyelid, the sheila grabbed the bottle, and smashed it over her own head, and in one swift move she caught the worm between her teeth and gulped it straight down."
Me and Bruce sat their flabbergasted. I said to her 'how did you do that?' The sheila replied 'Well for a starters, I never sat there and picked my nose like you and your mate did for tha last two hours, and I have won the bet, so pay up.' Just then, much to me and Bruce's amazement, the sheila starts to sway and stumble around the pub, and all of a sudden she fell flat on her face out the door. 'I'll be buggered' Bruce said. 'Crikey' I said. And then a bunch of Aboriginal guys all dressed up in kangarro skins and feathers arrived (I think they were witchdoctors) and they carried her away. That's when I said to me mate Bruce 'Bruce, you can put the cigarettes away now, looks like we won't have to give her that smoke she won.' And that's the end of the story folks."

"Wom' Said Bill. 'That story is great, tell us another one"

"Ok' Said Wom 'but first we should listen to a story from Grand Chester"

"Oh I've got a great story' Said Grand Chester 'Once upon a time..........

Sitting Bull

[GrandChester]

........and a bunch of your mates tried to fish a tequilla worm out of a bottle of cheap imported Mexican plonk. Tell us about it Wombat"

"Well gang, I'll tell ya'all.' Said Wombat 'There we were, me, me mate Bruce, and some sheila by the name of Pinabullana (yeah folks, she was Aboriginal), sitting in the pub one day. The sheila made a bet with me and Bruce that she could get the worm out of the bottle quicker than we could. Me and me mate Bruce tried and tried to remove the worm from that bottle of evil elixer, but to no avail.
We tried everything, even Fong Whoflungdung (the Chinese cook) gave us a lend of his own chopsticks....but no....every time we had that little sucker cornered, he would escape. After about two hours of this, the sheila had had enough, and said it was her turn. Before we could bat an eyelid, the sheila grabbed the bottle, and smashed it over her own head, and in one swift move she caught the worm between her teeth and gulped it straight down."
Me and Bruce sat their flabbergasted. I said to her 'how did you do that?' The sheila replied 'Well for a starters, I never sat there and picked my nose like you and your mate did for tha last two hours, and I have won the bet, so pay up.' Just then, much to me and Bruce's amazement, the sheila starts to sway and stumble around the pub, and all of a sudden she fell flat on her face out the door. 'I'll be buggered' Bruce said. 'Crikey' I said. And then a bunch of Aboriginal guys all dressed up in kangarro skins and feathers arrived (I think they were witchdoctors) and they carried her away. That's when I said to me mate Bruce 'Bruce, you can put the cigarettes away now, looks like we won't have to give her that smoke she won.' And that's the end of the story folks."

"Wom' Said Bill. 'That story is great, tell us another one"

"Ok' Said Wom 'but first we should listen to a story from Grand Chester"

"Oh I've got a great story' Said Grand Chester 'Once upon a time..........

Sitting Bull

"What a WOMAN"! said GrandChester. "You shoulda married that sheila, Wom!

"I got one for ya Wom"! replies GrandChester "Back in the 50's a group of us were visiting indian reservations out in the Dakotas.

"You had a reservation at an Indian reservation"? asks Bonny

"No Bonny...pay attention!

"Anyway we were all juiced up on firewater and decided we would exhume the remains of Sitting Bull." BIG MISTAKE. We all spent the night in the county jail. Next day we had to go to Little Bighorn Battlefield and pull weeds for days as a part of our punishment. My back still aint right from it.

"How 'bout you Koko?

Royal Albert Hall

[cassiesmom]

Elyse suddenly interrupts, "I've been to a concert at Royal Albert Hall! It was a beautiful place."

"Shut up Elyse, and let GrandChester finish."


Westminster Abbey

[wombat2u2004]

Elyse suddenly interrupts, "I've been to a concert at Royal Albert Hall! It was a beautiful place."

"Shut up Elyse, and let GrandChester finish."

"Yeah, shut yer trap Elyse, and wait ya turn' Said Wom 'You can tell us all about Westminster Abbey and that Stoney Hengy thingy over in Pommyland after Grand Chester tells us all the next story that was promised us.

Wild Wicked Weekend

[GrandChester]

"Yeah, shut yer trap Elyse, and wait ya turn' Said Wom 'You can tell us all about Westminster Abbey and that Stoney Hengy thingy over in Pommyland after Grand Chester tells us all the next story that was promised us.

Wild Wicked Weekend

Ok here ya go, Wom" smiled GrandChester.

"Back in the sixties.. 1969 to be exact. I dated John Fogerty. I accompanied him to Max Yasgurs farm where he joined in a rock & roll band we camped out on the land and got our souls free".

"Well, as the flower children started to arrive it was getting a little crazy with all the wacky-tobaccy filling the air. Poor cows were feeling the effects and not producing much milk for ole Mr. Yasgur.

"Anyway, John and a group of close friends found White Lake on ole man Yasgurs farm. It was hot & we all stunk to high heaven. We grabbed a couple bars of soap and jumped in. Well we all frollicked around the lake and had a swell time. I got a new nickname as soon as I disrobed...GrandChest(er). " The darndest thing was unbeknownst to us... ole man Yasgur had stocked that lake with piranha...YES, I SAID PIRANAH...Bonny!!

"Talk about a Wild Wicked Weekend! Poor John lost his left big toe to one of them fiesty fish and I nearly lost the rights to my new nickname! Well, we all got outta that water faster than a fox in a fire! We got Johns toe sewn on by some hippy dude named Jerry Garcia".

Elsie The Cow

[wombat2u2004]

Ok here ya go, Wom" smiled GrandChester.

"Back in the sixties.. 1969 to be exact. I dated John Fogerty. I accompanied him to Max Yasgurs farm where he joined in a rock & roll band we camped out on the land and got our souls free".

"Well, as the flower children started to arrive it was getting a little crazy with all the wacky-tobaccy filling the air. Poor cows were feeling the effects and not producing much milk for ole Mr. Yasgur.

"Anyway, John and a group of close friends found White Lake on ole man Yasgurs farm. It was hot & we all stunk to high heaven. We grabbed a couple bars of soap and jumped in. Well we all frollicked around the lake and had a swell time. I got a new nickname as soon as I disrobed...GrandChest(er). " The darndest thing was unbeknownst to us... ole man Yasgur had stocked that lake with piranha...YES, I SAID PIRANAH...Bonny!!

"Talk about a Wild Wicked Weekend! Poor John lost his left big toe to one of them fiesty fish and I nearly lost the rights to my new nickname! Well, we all got outta that water faster than a fox in a fire! We got Johns toe sewn on by some hippy dude named Jerry Garcia".

"Hmmmm...interesting !!' Said Wom 'So he lost his big toe and then it was sewn back on ? Good stuff. What I heard was that poor John had something else bitten off in that lake. And that before that event his name was John Fogelhorn, and that when they sewd it back on they sewd it upside down, and evertime he goes to a urinal he pees in his eye. But, must have been a rumour is all."

"Gee' Said Bonny 'I just don't know what I would do if every time I peed I'd have to put a pair of safety glasses on. Anyway, let me tell you all about Elsie The Cow."

"I peed in my mates eyes once" Said Wom.

"Shut UP Wom !!!' Said Elyse "It's Bonny's turn"

Elsie the Cow and Herbert the Bull