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Post by ambra on Mar 3, 2009 4:45:30 GMT
Ok, I'm carrying this over from the rants and raves thread because I thought it would make a fun game. Here's how it works: I'll start by saying Rufus is with me, the next person posts how they have snatched him away, and so on.
Here goes. I've enticed Rufus to spend my birthday with me but promising to take him site seeing and treating him to a home-cooked meal.
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Post by dirtygirldiva on Mar 3, 2009 4:48:24 GMT
Well as soon as he saw me in my ref outfit, whistle in my mouth and skates on my feet, it was love at first sight...sorry Ambra...
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Post by ambra on Mar 3, 2009 4:50:37 GMT
But that love soon disappeared when you convinced him to put on some skates and he badly sprained his ankle. He returned to me to get some TLC.
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Post by dirtygirldiva on Mar 3, 2009 6:18:55 GMT
yeah but he likes that edge that comes with roller derby, not to mention my killer talents in the.........
kitchen...
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Post by ambra on Mar 3, 2009 7:38:10 GMT
But when I tell him I'm depressed because I couldn't get time off for my birthday, he decides to stick around so I'll have a "special" birthday gift to come home to after work.
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Mar 3, 2009 9:32:18 GMT
But then he hears about my broken wrist and, since filming on EH is about to finish, decides to come home and see if he can kiss it better.....
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Post by tipou on Mar 3, 2009 11:58:25 GMT
hold it right there.
i used my prettiest french accent to praise his talent and beauty, that just about floored him.
he says hi, btw.
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Post by rueful on Mar 3, 2009 13:09:10 GMT
Now that all of you, and poor Rufus, are exhausted by these shenanigans, I quietly tiptoe in and offer him a very comfortable chair (big enough for two), as many sandwiches as he wants, and the opportunity to refrain from shaving his pretty face if he wants. He sighs in relief, takes my hand, and says, "lead the way."
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Post by tipou on Mar 3, 2009 13:40:02 GMT
silly you... this is not rufus at all you took with you. it's his bothersome look alike alistair, you will see, you will kick him out in no time.
but thanks for taking him away, he was really a big cloud over my and rufus's bliss.
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Post by rueful on Mar 3, 2009 14:49:55 GMT
Fortunately, Alistair's lookalike status gives him the ability to pose as Rufus, so I send him to a news conference, during which he announces that he intends to play Heathcliff in a series of 5 films and that he never wants any other part ever again. This draws out the real Rufus, to repudiate this ridiculous statement, and I come along and entice him with sweets and my charming personality. Alistair returns to you in Rufus's place, but you don't notice because you're too busy writing a scholarly paper on radish reproduction.
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Post by tipou on Mar 3, 2009 15:45:05 GMT
and you thought this would work.
1. i wil always tell between alistair and rufus.
2. i get rufus on his cell phone and forward him this last message from you. dont look for him anytime soon. he is really angry. he's flying back here.
3. if you think you see rufus coming back, and he's got a black eye, that's alistair, i've punched him.
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Post by rueful on Mar 3, 2009 15:53:48 GMT
(LOL!)
1. You just THINK you can always tell the difference. In fact you have been fooled many times. Rufus and I laugh about it.
2. Rufus IS angry with me, but he's the kind of man who likes to express his anger in person. So he has come back to glare at and scold me. I stand with my head bowed so he can't see the little smile on my face.
3. Alistair has reported you to the authorities, so you will be spending a bit of time in anger managment classes.
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Post by tipou on Mar 3, 2009 16:41:05 GMT
so. alistair is the one withe the black eye. i rest my case. you are confused.
ru and i are leaving for a short vacation. we hesitate between aruba and st.bart.
i am trying to convince ru not to press charge against you for the impersonnation scheme.
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Mar 3, 2009 18:10:55 GMT
I don't know who you two are consorting with, 'cos he's here with me right now. Say hi, Rufus. (Can you see him waving?)
Now if you'll excuse us, we're just going for a latte with Bill Nighy.
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Post by tipou on Mar 3, 2009 18:21:32 GMT
hallucinations are running rampant.
he is with me, modeling bathing suits.
i guess alistair is feeling better, and very active.
oh, this bathing suit is NICE...
sorry girl, gotta go.
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