May 02, 2007 18:09
[Once upon a late evening in the Pimp Cabin, all was well, the badass was high, the giant purple hat all fluffy and riding low, and the residents were just chilling and minding their own business in their own particular styles.
If you happen to be there, you might notice a little checkerboard door make itself known in a far wall by A) Suddenly being there, B) opening to deposit two halfpint visitors.
Visitors bearing STUFF and sleeping supplies. And they've already dodged past Ticky and setting up in no time, like they OWN the Pimp cabin.
The sleepover has arrived~]