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I'm Only Plucking Pheasants till the Pheasant Plucker comes... [Oct. 6th, 2004|11:35 am]
Miss Von Trapp
[Mood |surprisedsurprised]

THERE IS A PHEASANT IN OUR BACK GARDEN!!!

WTF??? WE LIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY!!!

(admittedly, it's Hartley, and a rather posh area - but even so...)

Mother has gone to get the camera and perhaps set the cat on it for lunch...
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From: wildgift93
2004-10-06 04:28 am (UTC)
*being said in a stuffy posh accent*

"A peasant? Lurking in your backyard? Surely not, I say, ol'chap"

(actually it's probably someone we know. I say capture him, then I will come over and we can do experiments on him)
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[User Picture]From: missvontrapp
2004-10-06 06:07 pm (UTC)
Ooh... Wire him up and make him jump hehe...

Then chinese water torture into pinned-open eyeballs (with needles of course)!!!

*grin*
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