The Replace A Letter Game

*Liet's sudden movement scares two raccoons from the garbage can, and Evenflow shifts targets smoothly.

*The Flows have COONS for dinner.

SCOOP me up some of that!

I'd scoop, but I have no SPOON with which to scoop.

Use your Swiss Army knife. It OPENS to a fork.

If you SNOOP around your Swiss Army knife a bit, you might find some very interesting attachments.

There's even an attachment for spearing LOONS.

For instance, you might find this attachment that turns a timid type like Evenflow into one of Mrs. Flow's LIONS.

On the other hand, the attachment might give us the chance to watch as 'flow SOILS himself. Could go either way.

How about one for applying lip GLOSS?

Let's just leave that to the BLOGS.

The blog BLOWS, which is another topic to discuss in the blogs, I suppose.

Though they are all the rage nowadays, Mrs. Flow's blog in particular BAWLS me out

LAWSY me, don't they have rules agianst that?

Lay down, SALLY, no need to leave so soon.
I've been trying all night long just to talk to you.

But it's the wee SMALL hours and she should be going home.

But if she stays we can play "Pet the LAMAS."

Oh, okay then, but make sure you use your PALMS for that.

[action=Forbin]sings a PSALM for liet, who spelled "llamas" wrong.[/action]

You've never made PLANS to play kinky games involving roleplaying as the buddhist monk who encounters a temptress?

I prefer the one where I happen upon a bunch of magic LAMPS and get my wishes fulfilled by genies who look like Barbara Eden back in the day.

Barbara Eden? She gives me a SPASM. A good kind.

If I were a mad scientist, I would get ahold of some of her PLASM so I could create a personal army of young Barbara Edens.

Why not market them to the MALES of the planet rather than use them as a personal army? You'd get filthy rich.

I would rather SMILE knowing that the Barbara Eden army was mine, all mine, than to think other people might be enjoying their charms. Call me greedy.

You could build huge Genie MILLS and crank out armies of Barbara Edens!

Imagine being encircled by all those Barbara Eden LIMBS!

You guys seem to be in a state of BLISS.

God BLESS this Barbara Eden factory.

Screw the blessing; I just want what the factory SELLS.

They'll have a new batch ready before the lunch BELLS go off.