Outing the RKBA's closeted skeletons

RKBA breakroom | not yet printed | RKBA

[Darksheare]

And so it begins!
Come on down, and enjoy the Grand Show.
Do remember to return all tray tables and hobbyhorses to full upright positions and check in all stapleguns with the doormen.
Thank you.

[Darksheare]

Let the tales of horror and incants of outing begins.

[cyborg]

I don't NEED Lanny Davis READING about MY DIRTY BUSINESS lest he try to BLACKMAIL me on Fox News *LOL*

[Darksheare]

LOL!

[King Prout]

a moose once turned me into a newt.


I got better.

[Happygal]

I am a Catholic.
My priest-cum-attorney will speak for me on all future secret outings.

~phew~
Thank GOD for the seal of the confessional! ;-)

[cyborg]

I resent the usage of obscene language on FR! The C word is not appropiate young lady.

[Darksheare]

I was chased by the neighbor's cat once.
The factthat I was carting a huge pile of catnip abotu didn't have anything to do with it.

And I am NOT disaster prone, I have nothing at all to do with pillars of fire springing skyward from campfire pits, nor stones burning, or woodchuck cannons.

[Darksheare]

I resent my own existence!
I'm going to hammer yself.

[Darksheare]

C'mere!

[Darksheare]

I happen to know someone's socks aren't matched!

[Chode]

So it was decided to out our skeletons to air in the daylight and exorcise the zombies hiding behind our collective couches.

At least we thought those were zombies but they turned out to be people we don't know watching television..

and that's the Zombie Troof

[Darksheare]

LOL!

[nopardons]

You looked under my skirts last night? Shame,oh shame on you.

I am NOT wearing socks tonight. harrrrrrrrrrrrrrrumph.

[Constitution Day]

[Darksheare]

Kinda hard NOT to when I'm dangling like a spider from the ceiling.

*Coming soon[once it's completely sketched out] to a screen near you! 'Darksheare the Happy Psychotic' comic strip where nothing is happy OR psychotic.. well, mostly!*

[Tuscaloosa Goldfinch]

As a first grader, I was met at the schoolbus (which stopped at our barn to let me out) by a rooster, who chased me home for several days, while all the other children on the bus laughed at me. My father had someone off the rooster with a hatchet.

There. I feel better.

[Darksheare]

The image resurfaces!
"I live... AGAIN!"

[NeoCaveman]

Thank GOD for the seal of the confessional! ;-)

Amen.

Now what the heck is a beeber?

[Darksheare]

Put a hit out on the rooster.
The rooster was dinner that night, wasn't he?
(The missus had a rooster named Rodney the Rotten Rooster. Rodney chased the dauhter-child, and as punishment he became dinner.)