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Sunday, November 27, 2005
3. The Natives
Distant relatives of Rygel XVI have inhabited our island, undiscovered for centuries. They cater to our every need in exchange for information on the outside world.
13 comments:
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Hmmmm.... are those tribal drums I hear off in the distance??
The mixture of colours ...especially the red...is so lively looks like a female goddess dancing swaying her hips to the sounds of the ringing of the ancient temple bells.
Sorry Sherri, the local natives in my part of the world have had me under seige. I swear I'm not looking at your white cotton skivvies with the little bunny prints. Scouts honor. :-)
13 comments:
Hmmmm.... are those tribal drums I hear off in the distance??
Magic, mystery, and a beauty too.
Quick Sherri, slip into my bungalow. I think I can hide you under the canopy bed.
Sunshine, he's such a nice fellow too. :-)
I thought they were friendly natives? Aren't they supposed to be catering to our needs?
Wowwwww Tree, this is awesome.
The mixture of colours ...especially the red...is so lively looks like a female goddess dancing swaying her hips to the sounds of the ringing of the ancient temple bells.
Sherri hon, just play along. My intent is to get you in bed, not discuss the relative merits of good and bad natives. :-)
Thanks anu. This image does has a very eastern look to it.
Ooops.... didn't mean to spoil the fun. :(
Consider me hidden under the canopy bed.
It's a tight fit to slip under the bed, so I'm afraid the bunny outfit is gonna have to come off.
Off with the bunny suit! :D
Try not to peek at the skivvies.
Sorry Sherri, the local natives in my part of the world have had me under seige. I swear I'm not looking at your white cotton skivvies with the little bunny prints. Scouts honor. :-)
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