Daddy's Little Princess.

[Karren B]

So kwills, would that make you the last of the Mohicans?...

Karren
xx

excuse me...I couldn't be mistaken for a Teddy Boy...Apart from not having the DA haircut...theres a couple of other points you couldn't miss....

[kwills]

Hmmm.......... what couple of points? ...I find it hard to keep abreast of the situation here sometimes,maybe you could give me a few tits..err ..I mean tips!

[Karren B]

Well you're the one who likes the milk....Shame you take yours from the bottle...and maybe it's safer that way little kwills...

Karren
xx

[kwills]

While we're here on our own,did you watch The Queen documentary last Friday? I must admit I had a few tears at the end even though I'd seen it before.

[Karren B]

I missed it....Don't watch much TV...unless i know somethings good on...Love Queen...

Karren
xx

[Cate]

What was it called kwills? I liked that mad video that you had posted earlier btw - I hadn't seen that before.

Karren I'm not sure what a teddy boy is - although it/they sound like something nice to snuggle up to, but I'm sure you'd make a much better teddy girl.

~~
came back to add that I found a doc on you-tube - freddie mecury the untold story - pretty good, I'm up to part 4 he's just gotten to England

[kwills]

Hi Cate these are Teddy Boys but I suspect you're right Karren B would look better as a Teddy Girl!

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Can't remember the name of the Queen documentary,but there were two programs about them.I'll try to find out when I've got more time.
The first was 'It's A Kind Of Magic' but I still haven't found the other one .

[Violet]

WANTED: tiny baby with a funny looking quiff atop his head.
This baby is dangerous, and armed (sort of), and is likely to spill (quite
a lot actually). Also known to be: CRANKY. Please call local authorities
if you see or meet any baby by this description. Oh, and he answers to a
variety of names, but just try referring to him as a whiny *uck-up, and
he'll probably respond (seems he's used to that). A reward is possible
(but we'll probably reneg on that, since we're sure to have some dirt on
you, in any case).

SIGNED, CUMALOTT'S LOCAL IDIO-- UH, AUTHORITIES.


.. [Violet looks concerned.. she's worried about kw-- uh, baby bond.. oh, and her dove is missing.. seems he's jealous due to the "hawk" remarks.. oh, and the hawk has taken to hanging out in her open stone window (such a suck-up).. Violet sighs.. taking out her old, tattered vellum that the queen still hasn't replenished, so Violet's now writing in a smaller hand.. and on little shorn pieces of the stuff at this point.. Be that as it may, she takes out her last sharp quill.. commencing to..


My darling Lordship,

I had just the saddest dream last night. It was about my
family.. my past.. and if I try to recount it, it will only
make me more sad than I am already.. so.. best to
leave it alone right now, I guess..
.. anyway.. the only thought on my mind at the moment
is that I believe you to be my darling.. I believe we need
to beat all the odds against that being so.. I believe you
need to believe that as well.. I somehow think you think
that all of this is just some impossible dream of mine..
and yet, what else is there -- if you are not my darling?..
what else is there?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ee05p1I464s&feature=fvst
FULL SCREEN..
.. please please believe, my love.. and all else will follow..

ever,
your v i o l e t (stem).. xx x

[kwills]

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Re: Daddy's Little Princess.

New postby Violet » Sun Aug 15, 2010 4:59 pm

WANTED: tiny baby with a funny looking quiff atop his head.
This baby is dangerous, and armed (sort of), and is likely to spill (quite
a lot actually). Also known to be: CRANKY. Please call local authorities
if you see or meet any baby by this description. Oh, and he answers to a
variety of names, but just try referring to him as a whiny *uck-up, and
he'll probably respond (seems he's used to that). A reward is possible
(but we'll probably reneg on that, since we're sure to have some dirt on
you, in any case).

SIGNED, CUMALOTT'S LOCAL IDIO-- UH, AUTHORITIES.



CRANKY? ... ME?..OH! how..how.. dare they! CRANKY! 'WHINY *UCK UP? *UCK YOURS! (what does uck mean anyway!)

Gee I guess that means I'll have to become Sir Falloffhishorsealot again instead of Bab..Bond kwills IS Bond! The visor should disguise the quiff, only thing is, it is hard to see through,as it doesn't quite fit properly
and that when things go really wrong around here!..................


Or maybe it is time for a new disguise!

Loved the wanted notice Violet

[Karren B]

Well at least someone wants you kwills…er bond…

If you’re finding a new disguise please make it one I can find something to rhyme with…(after all Sirfalloffhishorsealot!!!!).

I thought the cabbage patch doll was quite good…and the munchkin… Oh sorry that wasn’t a disguise was it…I don’t think we’ve got a butler at the castle…you could be like Albert, Batmans butler...

In the mean time these might help…



By the way I think UCK is a river in Sussex..

Kissy K
xx

[kwills]

Ha Ha what a cool looking baby! or a shady looking character..or maybe something out of a horror film,you know, look into my empty eye sockets and I'll devour your mind!!!!!!! Evil cackle oh sorry,that's Cate's line.

[Karren B]

Well at least you've not been recognised yet....

Ooooh watch out for that big hawk...It's just behin.......kwills...kwills....where are you kwills...

Must have been attracted by the shiny sunglasses...Hey Ho, such is life...

Kissy K
xx

Mmmmm wonder who i can help next...I must try sneaking into the sanatorium again to see if I can have...um...help the King...He must have recovered by now!

[kwills]

SHRIEK!HELPPPPmeeeeeeeeeeeeeee![/size]

Poor old Sir Fallsoffhisorsealot is snatched screaming and wailing high in the air after thinking he was safe and inconspicuous with his new shades on!He should have stuck with his armour then the dastardly hawk would not have been able to lift him! There they go high above the clouds on the way to the hawks nest where I do believe Sweet Princess Violet's dopey Dove is already there (what's left of the poor thing) when Bond Kwills IS Bond sees the cunning agent Pussy Galore below him looking furtively at the sanatorium. Ah ha! he thinks to himself what a brilliant idea,

'Mr hawk if you let me go right now this very minute I guarantee you a better prize than me.How about a Pussy sounds good to you?'

With that the hawk promptly lets go of likkle baby bond and he lands plomp on top of agent Pussy Galore knocking her out cold and he makes his escape on the happy Buckalot!

What will happen now to the senseless Lady Forever in Waiting will she finally get the bird?

Is her time up? Will she be well and truly stuffed like a Turkey dinner?

To be continued...........

[Violet]

.. okay, but before all of that.. let's see what happened to you while, uh, "detained".. (just wrote this, not having seen your post, kwills)..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Rc-Ovf6 ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. kw-- uh, bond bon.. this batman mask you're wearing didn't work, it seems.. as a disguise, I mean.. oh, and I see your torturers speak French, not Spanish.. (I didn't really think they spoke Spanish, actually.. I was just trying to spice things up a bit).. Anyway, forcing you to eat your vegetables I'm sure will bring up some pretty harsh childhood memories -- what am I saying?.. you're still a baby.. but it's a very convincing disguise.. I mean, you do look older, though just as immature, as it happens.. [gosh.. I think my efficient white dove must have blabbed again.. how else could they have know this was kwi-- uh, baby bond??]..

.. I did hear I.F. was doing outside consulting work to make a little extra cash.. I think she must have inspired this dom's outfit, in fact.. latex.. geez.. Who's your fellow detainee, by the way?.. she seems nice..

.. alright, well see if you can get out of that batman outfit, and I’ll have the hawk swoop down on you in Cuba, or wherever it is you are.. I'm sure that quiff of yours makes a good honing device.. and.. well.. at the very least you’re getting your greens.. (the sunglasses are priceless, by the way)..

.. oh, I'd say don't divulge any top secret information, but I'm not sure they care either way.. actually.. Henning must have put the queen up to this whole Humpty Dumpty business to begin with.. I mean, most of these terrorist scenarios are big fat fairy tales, as it happens.. though I'm not sure anyone's living happily ever after (come to think of it).. Actually, b.b... maybe just say you thought you were making scrambled eggs, and the next thing you knew MI6 went flambet.. cooking references are very big these days, and your torturers are French, after all.. it could win you some points.. while you wait to be picked up, I mean..

NOW.. need to figure out who's who at MI6.. and what they intend for.. well, moi, actually.. hmm.. I can't be in very good standing.. wonder why no one's shown up yet to drag me off in the night, etc., etc... maybe the queen's running some interference.. I mean, we do chat now and then, and compare pantie preferences 'n such.. you know, girl stuff.. maybe she'd miss me if they hauled me off to who knows where.. MI6-boss-prison, or something..



.. [Violet muses on this a moment.. then takes out her worn out quill..

.. it's true her handwriting is getting smaller.. and she barely has enough vellum these days.. she's looking a bit worn out too, not having had much sleep.. still, she commences to write..




My darling,

I was awake all night. It seems it's a matter of what can
only be called premonitions.. It could be something is
heading my way, actually.. It is what I've been working
toward, and yet, it's frightening sometimes to actually get
what one wants..
.. still, I could be wrong.. (it wouldn't be the first time)..
.. anyway.. it had me thinking.. thinking of you.. and tossing
and turning.. all night long.
.. I tried to realize what it is.. or what it would be.. or what
you would want it to be.. I mean, for you to be known by
me. I don't even know if you want that.. I don't know what
it is you want at all.. You've asked for nothing.... so what is
it in me that thinks you are asking for something?.. is it only
something in me?.. have I imagined it all?
.. Last night I tried to picture meeting you.. what I would want
that to be like.. I don't even know.. I don't know a thing.. but
I thought of this scene.. You'll need to turn off the volume, since
who ever did this youtube sequence ruined it with their sound..
.. (and at one point, unlike the film, it loses focus, but then it
returns again).. The actual sound from the film itself is quite
significant.. her laughter.. is it laughter or pain?.. one's not
sure.. but, her elation.. a child-like elation.. when what at
first seems brutal.. turns to..
Well, anyway, it is, perhaps, the most interesting, compelling..
surprising scene (seen in context, that is), I think I've ever seen
on film.. Of course, one can't recreate one's first viewing of
something, and so, the surprise element is lost upon second
viewing.. still.. seen here in silence, it has some of the qualities
I'm talking about.. this sense of feeling so much, but not knowing
how to express it.. as if our bodies can barely contain it.. Not
even sex sometimes.. seems enough..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJMtMJgWAl4
FULL SCREEN..
.. so, I’ll leave it at not knowing.. not knowing a thing..
.. only that I love you.. I adore you..
your darling v i o l e t (stem).. xxx x

[Karren B]

What the fu ….[Kissy K (Pussy) staggers to her feet]… isn’t that Sir F I see galloping off into the distance on Buckalot…He could have at least stopped to pick me up… (never usually have problems getting picked up!).

Oh look…. Sir F you dropped your sunglasses! … obviously doesn’t want them anymore…

What the heck are you staring at, you beady eyed hawk? … Don’t even think about it!…not unless you want me to be wearing your feathers as a boa and your talons as a necklace…And stop screeching…I’m trying to sneak into this place and all you can do is perch there screeching…

Here make yourself useful…fly to the window up there and give the King this message…Oh and I hope you’re better at delivering messages than that scrawny white dove of princess V’s…and that gormless knight Sir F…

[Kissy K pulls a large feather from the hawk and dips it in her lipstick (well I didn’t have any ink on me) and pens a note to the King]

Dear G (mhlfb).

I am missing you terribly. Please leave the window open tonight and I will cum to you after dark…I will try to be as quiet as possible this time, (last time I came to you, you said I was a bit too noisy) and maybe we can get you out for a bit!!…

I did try to get to you before by dressing as a nurse but some strict matronly person caught me and I ended up giving two bed baths and an enema… Ummmm interesting…

Till later Lover …err ..I mean King G…

Your little Pussy…
XXXX

Right hawk off you go… No not that window, you useless f****** bird, the other window…that’s it…well go in then!…Jeez! Where does Princess V get her delivery personnel? …

Ok…must go and find a ladder for later…Ooooh and I may need some sort of lantern, wonder what’s available at this particular point in history? …