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Old 01-31-2008, 12:56 AM
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Anyone tuning in at this point will be convinced that the inmates are running the asylum. -- not that there's anything wrong with that. If you are interested, please scroll up and take it from the top and join in.

Villages07, a.k.a. Bussy Stillwell,

You are so right. Bussy Stillwell's sole purpose in life is to mind everyone else's business. She is really suspicious of Margaret (Maggie) Hoyne and knows that Maggie's blood can't be as blue as she tries to pretend it is. But Bussy Stillwell (waters) needs to be more circumspect. Still waters run deep, and Bussy's very own past is deep and deeper.


Oh, Donna, a.k.a. Sheba Wakefield,

Sheba Wakefield is a perfect name.

You see, Sheba Wakefield was as pure as the driven snow. She had planned a life of only virtue and to make sure her plan stayed on track, she never, never, ever let herself be anywhere near temptation.

Sheba volunteered to play the tambourine for the impromptu songfest that broke out one sultry, summer Saturday evening after the church picnic. Things were going along beautifully. Sheba felt herself basking in the glow from her own light. Sheba knew that every teenage girl in town remained pure by just asking themselves those four special words, "What would Sheba do?"

But then Sheba found herself upstaged when Dusty Springfield showed up and sang "Son of a Preacher Man" and sang it again and again, encore after encore. Sheba felt herself swooning as she dropped her tambourine.

Well, as the sun went down, Sheba Wakefield found her awakening in the field of flowers behind the church where she had been invited to walk with - you guessed it - the preacher's son.

As it turned out the PK wanted to become a missionary. So he and Sheba ran away to a steamy jungle far, far away. There they spent many a sultry evening watching the sun go down.

And, needless to say, our little Sheba is never coming back.


Whew. -gotta take a break and go get some more names.

BB
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