Monday, November 29, 2010

I’m Back, Bitches!

Mistress MJ was shocked to discover Infomaniac in shambles following her absence.

She is particularly upset with Beast who thought it amusing to dance about the premises with Mistress MJ’s panties on his head…


It was also uncovered that Beast had rigged a catapult out of one of Mistress MJ’s bras and had been firing peanuts and cheese puffs into the crowd and that you ALL participated in the madness.

As a result of your unruliness, Mistress MJ is unplugging the vodka fountain.

Let that be a lesson to you.

16 comments:

  1. Did The Mistress enjoy her trip to France?

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  2. Ooh, that sloe gin was potent stuff - I slept through the entire riot!

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  3. damn, i thought it was still an open house party here! xoxoxo

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  4. Mon Dieu!
    Sacre Bleu!!
    Madameselle MJ sais dans une strop et Beast est dans la merde

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  5. I'm most certainly innocent in all of this. My Choo's would never go anywhere near airborne cheese puffs.

    *walks off more than a bit mortified with glass of Dom Perignon*

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  6. vodka fountain my ass.....that thing pisses vinegar, from a used douche!

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  7. *suddenly decides to look in the liquor cabinet one more time for BOTTLED vodka*

    ..the hell went on around here? Sheesh a bitch can't even visit Oregon for a couple of days...there's cheese puffs all ground into the carpet in the plaid room and Beast is trapped in the Oubliette running back and forth while Mago tries to bomb him through the grating with rubber gloves full of raw eggs. Which is actually kind of cool. I'm not complaining.
    Thanx for the headsup, Norma. Dang.
    *lights a bong hit*

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  8. First Nations, don't bogart those cheese puffs, my friend.

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  9. Ou la la Mlle vous etre belle is back.

    Welcome home, welcome
    Come on in, and close the door

    Peters and Lee

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  10. Hey, don't be vexed with me. I did try to control him...I really did.

    And my liver still isn't talking to me.

    Man, that was one good party.

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  11. Looks like those knickes are permanently adhered to Mr Beasties head now.

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  12. No no! Not the vodka fountain!

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  13. Thank Elvis, yer back dear Mistress. Your feet must be burning ...

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  14. Mistress MJ needs a lie down.

    *picks cheese puff crumbs out of hair*

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