Let's make a Story p.5!

[MsPurrl]

. . . the pig pen.

 

[Carek1230]

Feeling rather nauseous from all the smells changed our

 

[MsPurrl]

plans--our appetites were

 

[Carek1230]

pretty much nil at this point

 

[MsPurrl]

so we decided to

 

[Carek1230]

get booshed up

 

[MsPurrl]

and go to

 

[Carek1230]

a big barn dance

 

[MsPurrl]

where we will

 

[Purplereign]

do an irish jig in

 

[Carek1230]

to authentic Irish music that's really

 

[MsPurrl]

so easy to listen to

 

[Purplereign]

but first we had to find a

 

[MsPurrl]

designated driver

 

[Carek1230]

so we decided to head on over to the

 

[MsPurrl]

saloon

 

[Carek1230]

We were so surprised once we arrived at the saloon that there were no

 

[Purplereign]

peanuts on the floor. "Where's mah peanuts," shouted

 

[Carek1230]

the odd looking Penguin slouched over in the corner of the

 

[MsPurrl]

men's room

 

[DeadMansParty]

and saw that the staff didnt even clean up the area and decicded to go next door to the Starbucks to do his thing, he only wanted to wash hish hands

 

[MsPurrl]

So off he went

 

[Carek1230]

waddling his sexy little walk like Penguins do in his sexy little

 

[MsPurrl]

pink pantaloons

 

[DeadMansParty]

and everyone called TMZ and they were poppin off pics like you wouldnt believe

 

[MsPurrl]

I'd rather see him any day!

 

[Carek1230]

There was a gaggle of fans waiting outside for him on the

 

[MsPurrl]

lanai

 

[Carek1230]

and they suddenly

 

[MsPurrl]

stopped dead still and