Hairy Spider and the Wookie Wearing CTTM2

Well, my friend Woofie said I could be a wookie and not a cuddly Ewok. But a big hairy smelly giant Wookie.

Here’s my story, and true it is. Though some suggest I may be stretching the truth…(let the reader use discernment)…it is a tale told true.

A long long time ago (tonight as I was going to take my shower), on another world and in a place before time (where the wacko’s live), a fair haired maiden (bleached and processed) had sprayed CTTM2 all over her naked body (to check out the self effects). As she was running around her house doing the fairy tail jig (splat…fell right on her kisser) she noticed another fairy princess in the looking glass (it was her, but she was high on cttm2). She started talking to the fair maiden and it appeared the virginal (only in her nightmares) princess began to speak back…“dance with me,” she whispered (being afraid the neighbors would hear)…so they danced around the house, laughing and talking and singing (at this point the dog locked herself in the basement) …Well, being so sweaty the fair haired maiden decided to shower (dreaded suspenseful music) she pulls back the shower curtain (EEEK, EEEK, EEEK) and what does she see…a Hairy Wolfy Alpha Male Testosterone loaded spider! (it was huge - every where it counted) Their eyes locked, the blue eyes of the fair maiden (bloodshot from drinking) and the glassy multi faceted globes of Wolfy Spider. The fair maiden moved one way and Wolfy followed, his eyes sparkeling with intense delight (hhmm she thought, big hairy alpha, I could get interested) , smelling the pheromones of CTTM2 - he moved forward. He started to shimmer and shake and with eyes bulging started to ramble (just like on soul train) closer to his target. Just as he was about to say, “Waz up, baby,” the fair haired maiden sprayed him with Lust After Me…he jiggled, then quivered and quavered and died where he collapsed, with a smile on his face.

Hey, you know what I am starting to hear weird muling noises outside in the woods…what is it with CTTM2?

XOXO

I don’t know why, but I like you! :roll_eyes:

i don’t know why, but i am glad (grin).

XOXO :roll_eyes:

Your dominant function is my inferior function!

Oh My!

XOXO :open_mouth:

Oh crap! Is P74, P83 and Meo-est making me do this?

XOXO :roll_eyes:

Your dominant function is my inferior function! :roll_eyes:

Oh My! I’m having difficulty controlling myself!

XOXO

:open_mouth:

Oh crap! Is P74, P83 and Meo-est making me do this or is it my proclivity
for intelligent women? :confused:

XOXO :roll_eyes:

Your dominant function is my inferior function! :roll_eyes:

Oh My! I’m having difficulty controlling myself! :open_mouth:

XOXO

:open_mouth:

XOXOXXX

:open_mouth:

Oh crap! Is P74, P83 and Meo-est making me do this or is it my propensity
for intelligent women? :confused:

:o

BIG HAIRY GRIN!!!

I am a wookie, remember.

Well, I really don’t care - but if it matters to you, I guess this is your way of saying, “No”? :frowning:

I’ll let the wookie win if I were you, they pull arms off, I’m told.

i don’t know why, but i think you is mad (grin).

XOXO.

I do so want the Wookie to win again!

:frowning:

I want the Wookie to win again!
I want one of those smiles on my face!

Yea, baby!

Flies?! Spiders?! Ya know Schell, I’m in the fishing tackle business. These other guys are are all about Xs and Os… I got crickets :smiley: and Xs and Os :wink: .

I love me some crickets!

specially when they play their sweet songs

Renny! LOL!

I thought you were a bartender???

Nope, that’s just my dream job!

I am a fisher girl…I love to fish…ocean, stream, river…

You remind me… there is an obscure sci-fi story that I read in an anthology a while back that features pheromones. Um… can’t remember the name of the author or story, or even anthology, sorry.
Anyhow, it features this mutant dude who has super-powered control of his own phero-emissions, and so is like a top diplomat, like A314 Man or something.:slight_smile:
And there’s a woman who produces pheromones that encourage salmon to breed, for some odd reason. So she is employed at a Scottish salmon farm to take the occasional dip in the pool, so as the fish feel like getting it on.

NTK,

Sound like my type of imagination. What a story!