As I speak, Princess P is whipping up some very lovely smelling brownies, rum cake and other delictables for the feast and fete in the kingdom tomorrow.
I got to study the anatomy of many chickens, and performed surgery on them. I've come to the conclusion I couldn't have been a surgeon, but I could feel up many (male) bodies though....hey, something I just realized. All chickens are female cause all of them have breast! Oh Yammie you're so lame. Thanks!
Wanna know what's on the menu? Oonu too faas. Fly down to Bimshire and oonu will know.
Now it's time for bed. Only for me though. The Princess continues to toil into the wee hours of the morning to make final preparations for the festivities tomorrow. This is one royalty who cooks. No more chefs for her.....
Posted by yamfoot at December 9, 2004 10:56 PMAaah, the goodly Doc is vexed that he is unable to fly into Bim to take part in the Royal Bashment.
Brownies, Rum cake....damn blast...I man a miss out.
Anyhow, y'all enjoy yourself and think of me while you are at it.
We shall have to have a continuation of this merriment here in Jamdown once the Princess arrives. We will be protected by a very Angry Mongrel Dog with rubber teeth, and those who haven't met him already will be privi to the back Scratcher. (I still nuh stop cuss the Bull for shunning the land of his birth at this time!)
Posted by: Dr. D. at December 10, 2004 07:43 AMI will certainly miss the cake and tings. Enjoy the session later guys and have a good weekend.
hhhmmmm....rum cake....yum! Have fun!
Posted by: Ciya at December 10, 2004 06:52 PM