ENGLAND......abridged

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Thursday, May 25, 2006

ENGLAND 62 - Keeping our minds well & truly in the Gutler...

Laura begins a new thread late on Wednesday night, riding the landslide of pic-smut down once more to the darkness of the Gutler Mine, down once more to the playground of our minds .......... then she and Delanie sneak past Elb and off to bed. ENGLAND is peaceful until Gusti creeps in during the wee small hours before she leaves late for her break in Slovenia. And nobody is up to wave goodbye.....

Elb and Catherine follow the usual Breakfast Club routine with a weather report and catching up from yesterday. Catherine also mentions that there is to be a rock concert the day of our POTO trip, so London will be heaving! Elb gives the head-up to a posting by Admin about illicit DVDs, but naturally no-one in ENGLAND would be party to such dealings. *cough*.

Sophie slips in, aghast at yet another thread, as is fellow OzTart Jo. Miss Hyde swings by, as does Euphemia with her son Misu - obviously a chap with taste, as he likes Gerry-films. Delanie surfaces after lunch, having had a late night with a Certain Someone... Marsha has her own Breakfast in America at our lunchtime, and test-drives her Photobucket with a glamour shot of herself, then succeeds in doing a link for the first time! Em throws a wobbly when she finds a new thread, and Delanie threatens to spill the beans about how ER ends, much to Em’s consternation!

Elb returns from work, relieved that today’s thread is off to a quiet start, and she begins feeding ENGLAND’s early posts into the Trash Compactor.... Gracie salsas sockless with Gerry, and Delanie searches for Sawyer pics, prompting another deluge of non-Gerry images which eats up bandwidth like no tomorrow! Ooops. Sawyers, Lukas and Mr Darcys are tossed willy-nilly into the thread, but Goffy - still slightly poo - saves the day by resolutely supporting our boy Butler. Del posts a pic of an actor friend, and Elb gets the hots for Miss Hyde’s Luka-like uncle despite not actually seeing him.....Tonight’s Glasgow weather bulletin is sunny, and Del begins fluffy-white-shirt-wars while Sparkle practises fly-by posting. Em tries to compile her top ten hotties, but only manages 8. Tinker3bell joins in the madness from the States, and is welcomed to ENGLAND with a rummage through Del’s Photobucket.

ENGLAND gets through men like nobody’s business....Mel, David, Sean and co are casually tossed aside like flotsam and Cathy arrives as Archie Brown wins the open shirt contest. It’s all too much for Tink’s dial-up and she is temporarily hurled back into the Real World. Top Ten lists are compiled, but rapidly exceed the Hunk Quota as more hunks (and I use the term loosely...) are added. Elb despairs of ever getting dinner, as the interwebly wires hum with the proliferation of ENGLAND’s hunkfest....Delanie feels sick watching liposuction, while Catherine wants to barf at the appearance of Grant Mitchell in Em’s list.... Elb just feels sick with hunger, but is welded to her keyboard, trying to blog apace with the thread.....

Finally, normal service is resumed, and Gerry is reinstated as King StudMuffin.... Elb, relieved, lifts her scorched fingers from the smoking remains of her keyboard and goes in search of food. She returns to find ENGLAND have deserted their posts, and only Eeyore, Catherine and Cathy remain, until Cathy ups and leaves to celebrate the return of her prodigal son... Catherine posts a pic of a dog in a trouser suit which causes some of Elb’s dinner to make an unscheduled appearance on her desk.... Then she too seemingly abandons ship.

Adrift in ENGLAND, Elb toys with the idea of going to bed early, but Blu does another hit-and-run, and Catherine resurfaces with a link for Blu before sinking once more into the depths of “Cross Stitch”. Em pitches up again with Attila-spam, followed by Eeyore, who is nervous about starting her new job, and finally Goffy, who can’t sleep. Doc Elb dispenses remedies and advice to all.... Marsha decides to tell ENGLAND a bedtime story, but Elb leaves them to it and decamps to bed.Marsha tells of meeting a fellow Tart for coffee - none other than Maryp who was at Glasgow with some of us ENGLANDERS! Whilst Goffy and Em finally retire, Marsha reassures Eeyore about her new job, and puts ENGLAND to bed.....

1 Comments:

At 9:41 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bladdy Hell! I was only absent 1 night!! Can't we have an agreement that when a tart is called away to real life - then the rest have to post in S L O W
M O T I O N!
Thanks Elb - more picspam and smut then? But Gerry ALWAYS WINS!!!

 

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