Ok, folks, for your own sanity, shut down your brains. Some of the following images are too
weird for the average brain..ok, you´ve been warned. Go ahead, and enjoy.
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Dancing mice are hard to catch
*~
Jubilee nearly choked on her supressed laughter.
Using the image inducer had been a truly ingenious idea of hers, because Bobby didn´t recognize her,
and was getting more and more flustered by the minute.
Time to play her ace.
"You know, I met Hugo the other day, and he told me some very..interesting things. Do you remember Hugo?"
"Hu..go?" Bobby was more than confused. Which Hugo did she..oh no.
"Uh, you don't mean the barkeeper from 'Priscilla's Palace', do you? The one who looks like the love
child of Schwarzenegger and Will Smith?"
"He's my cousin's uncle's brother, who's nephew's sister is her aunt's son. He's family. And I
don't like people making fun of my family!" Jubille hissed.
"I wouldn't dream of it!" yelled Bobby, throwing his hand up in defense, as he took a few steps backwards.
Jubilee grinned, as she aimed for a shot in the dark.
"Well, we met, we talked, and then he mentioned...the show."
"He..you..know about-'My fair lady'???"
Jubilee nodded again, trying desperately to remove the image of Bishop in a white-and-blue
pettycoat from her mind.
*~
Said man woke from a deep slumber, remembering a wonderful dream.
Through his still sleep-fogged eyes, he registered the beautiful decorating, candlelight, music
and Pachouli scent, as well as..the make-up table and various costumes lined up at the walls.
'I must be at Priscilla's' he thought, as he stumbled towards a beautiful cocktail dress,
that simply screamed his name.
*~
"And that, my dear Jean, is how Jubilation managed to beat me!" Storm declared, as she landed a final
'touch' to Jean's new appearance.
One might have thought, these two women had taken the term 'partnerlook' a little too serious.
Both with scorched, bald scalps, equally swollen eyes, twisted joints and busted lips,
although Jean appeared to be a little par the worse.
Probably because her brain was still sizzling inside her skull.
*~
Bobby's mind was racing.
"I..can't do that! Bish's gonna kill me, if I even bring up the idea, let alone pull that stunt!"
"Well, then I see no other possibility, than to tell the others about the ring."
"No wait, wait, I'll- I'll do it."
Bobby sighed.
Sometimes he really wished, he had a backbone.
*~
Logan, on the other hand, wished, he had taken the camcorder along.
The sight of Bishop, swirling about the redecorated cabin, checking out dresses, lipstick and eyeliners,
was simply incredible.
Luckily, he had remembered that drugged Pachouli fragrance, he had stolen from Viper.
Bishop moved to the stereo, checked the CD collection and put in a particular song.
He rushed to the bathroom and, on cue, came out in a clingy, deep-cut, green evening dress,
matching heels and a red wig.
"And..so..you're-back, from outer space, I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face..."
Bishop sang in a false soprano voice, moving his heavy muscled arms with feminine grace to the song.
In his hypnotic state of mind, he never even noticed Logan's howling laughter, wich drifted in
through the closed windows.
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As you might have noticed by now, a lot of this was inspired by the movie
"Priscilla, Queen of the desert", one of my fav flics-if you haven´t seen it yet, do it now!
weird for the average brain..ok, you´ve been warned. Go ahead, and enjoy.
#######################################################
Dancing mice are hard to catch
*~
Jubilee nearly choked on her supressed laughter.
Using the image inducer had been a truly ingenious idea of hers, because Bobby didn´t recognize her,
and was getting more and more flustered by the minute.
Time to play her ace.
"You know, I met Hugo the other day, and he told me some very..interesting things. Do you remember Hugo?"
"Hu..go?" Bobby was more than confused. Which Hugo did she..oh no.
"Uh, you don't mean the barkeeper from 'Priscilla's Palace', do you? The one who looks like the love
child of Schwarzenegger and Will Smith?"
"He's my cousin's uncle's brother, who's nephew's sister is her aunt's son. He's family. And I
don't like people making fun of my family!" Jubille hissed.
"I wouldn't dream of it!" yelled Bobby, throwing his hand up in defense, as he took a few steps backwards.
Jubilee grinned, as she aimed for a shot in the dark.
"Well, we met, we talked, and then he mentioned...the show."
"He..you..know about-'My fair lady'???"
Jubilee nodded again, trying desperately to remove the image of Bishop in a white-and-blue
pettycoat from her mind.
*~
Said man woke from a deep slumber, remembering a wonderful dream.
Through his still sleep-fogged eyes, he registered the beautiful decorating, candlelight, music
and Pachouli scent, as well as..the make-up table and various costumes lined up at the walls.
'I must be at Priscilla's' he thought, as he stumbled towards a beautiful cocktail dress,
that simply screamed his name.
*~
"And that, my dear Jean, is how Jubilation managed to beat me!" Storm declared, as she landed a final
'touch' to Jean's new appearance.
One might have thought, these two women had taken the term 'partnerlook' a little too serious.
Both with scorched, bald scalps, equally swollen eyes, twisted joints and busted lips,
although Jean appeared to be a little par the worse.
Probably because her brain was still sizzling inside her skull.
*~
Bobby's mind was racing.
"I..can't do that! Bish's gonna kill me, if I even bring up the idea, let alone pull that stunt!"
"Well, then I see no other possibility, than to tell the others about the ring."
"No wait, wait, I'll- I'll do it."
Bobby sighed.
Sometimes he really wished, he had a backbone.
*~
Logan, on the other hand, wished, he had taken the camcorder along.
The sight of Bishop, swirling about the redecorated cabin, checking out dresses, lipstick and eyeliners,
was simply incredible.
Luckily, he had remembered that drugged Pachouli fragrance, he had stolen from Viper.
Bishop moved to the stereo, checked the CD collection and put in a particular song.
He rushed to the bathroom and, on cue, came out in a clingy, deep-cut, green evening dress,
matching heels and a red wig.
"And..so..you're-back, from outer space, I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face..."
Bishop sang in a false soprano voice, moving his heavy muscled arms with feminine grace to the song.
In his hypnotic state of mind, he never even noticed Logan's howling laughter, wich drifted in
through the closed windows.
***************************************************************************
As you might have noticed by now, a lot of this was inspired by the movie
"Priscilla, Queen of the desert", one of my fav flics-if you haven´t seen it yet, do it now!