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posted on Mar, 16 2016 @ 08:51 PM
a reply to: Night Star

Well if Bug likes him that is good enough for me. He Is probably scary and perhaps she hides him from the those who would shun him. Like you and me who would squish him if we saw him on our door step.
She is very kind and brave.

I am just rambling sorry.

posted on Mar, 16 2016 @ 09:31 PM
a reply to: Night Star
I'm here. Just been busy. We did the smart thing and got a lot of wood for next year so we had a jump on it. More to come from the sound of it. I'll get there in time.

posted on Mar, 16 2016 @ 09:39 PM
a reply to: WalkInSilence

Gail and Tom are a wonderful couple and we are lucky and happy to have them here. Sheddites rule!

posted on Mar, 16 2016 @ 09:41 PM
a reply to: Skid Mark

Ah, there you are buddy! Good thinking on getting ahead with the wood. Love your avatar!

posted on Mar, 16 2016 @ 10:03 PM
a reply to: Skid Mark

I was just reading the NOAA report the other day.

They are saying that we will likely see a LaNina and she brings the opposite of El Nino, so where I am at, We should be having a real cold one next winter. I am looking into having some extra insulation added to my home.

Jeez it was so nice this year having the low heating bills.

posted on Mar, 16 2016 @ 10:24 PM
a reply to: crappiekat

Hi Kitty Kat!

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 03:56 AM

originally posted by: Skid Mark
.... got a lot of wood for next year so we had a jump on it....


posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 04:02 AM

originally posted by: WalkInSilence
...If I may suggest, should you choose the paper bag option over sleep or surgery.....

Would something like this do?


posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 08:41 AM

originally posted by: WalkInSilence

....perhaps you could use # 2 and place my name down the side in Gaelic but transparent?....

Yes Dear,


posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 10:36 AM
a reply to: Gordi The Drummer
Yeah, I get wood every day. Sometimes I even get wood in the morning.

The new avatar is funny. I almost spit my coffee when I saw it yesterday.

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 12:01 PM
Gordi, you're doing a wonderful job with WIs avatar!

Hi Skid! Oh no the bug eyed Gordi! What happened to our handsome Gordi??

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 01:38 PM
a reply to: Night Star

Hi guys

Sorry for not being around, I'm on full overtime again and pulling some silly hours, but it's all money in the bank for the new home, so I'm getting as much in as I can while I can.

Hope this find you all well or at the very least not too rough


posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 02:05 PM
a reply to: Night Star
Hi. Keeping out of trouble?

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 02:21 PM
Hello everyone! Here is another chapter of The Adventures Of Errollorre.
I have never written like this before and I'm surprised how much I am writing. I hope it's entertaining.
It's fun for me. lol
Here is a link for the last chapter if you care to read what happened before.
Chapter 11 page 363
and now:

Chapter 12

Walking down a wide spiraling stone staircase, and carrying in his hands a large silver platter containing a wide variety of foods,
was a black robed and hooded guardian of the secret library of the forest of Accasia.
Behind him walked Troll the troll.
Troll had been told that he had to eat his meal outside away from the other guests.
Troll thought about this as he walked. He had conflicting emotions about this situation.
Troll felt bad that he was not considered good enough to sit at the long fancy table with the other invited guests.
“White dog can eat there.” Thought Troll. “Flying mountain cat eat there. Little dragon eat there.
Ugly flying bug woman eat there. Ugly woman elves eat there. Why Troll no eat there?”
“But.” Troll thought. “Ugly elves make Troll too sick to eat. Maybe good to eat outside.”

The hooded guardian and Troll exited a large wooden door to an area out behind the great library.
There was a mountain pass that opened up to a large field of grass.
Close to the door was a barn with a stable. Troll could see horses grazing far out in the field.
One horse was still standing in its stable in the barn.
The hooded guardian placed the tray on a large flat tree stump that would serve as a table for Troll.
“Your meal Sir Troll.” Said the guardian. The guardian noticed Troll looking at the horses.
“They are the Great Sacred Steeds of the Accasian Forest Library Guardians.” Said the guardian proudly.
“They are strong and fast. No finer horse can be found in the land.”
Troll looked at them for a moment. He couldn’t understand why anyone would consider such a creature as special.
“Enjoy you meal Sir Troll.” Said the guardian. Then the guardian left through the wooden door.

Troll looked at the tray of food. There were various meats and vegetables prepared in exquisite seasoning.
Troll picked up a leg of lamb and sucked the meat off the bone in one fast movement.
“Ugh!” Said the Troll. “Men make meat bad with dirty flavors.” The spices did not agree with Troll.
Troll picked up a watermelon and plopped it into his mouth like a grape. “They think Troll bird?” Said Troll.
Troll picked up a piece of lettuce from a large salad bowl and let it hang from his fingers.
“They think Troll little rabbit?” Thought Troll.
Trolls stomach growled. It sounded like a large mountain lion roaring in battle.
The noise scared the horse in the barn and it let out a whinnie.
Troll looked at the horse. Then he looked at the lettuce. Then he looked at the horse.

In the great dining hall of the hidden library a feast was going on.
Errollorre sat at the end of a long table full of an endless variety of culinary delicacies.
Night Star and her companions sat at the other end. Between them sat the library guardians.
The elven ale flowed freely and everyone was feeling in a jolly mood.
Errollorre stood and addressed the assembled.
“My friends, I would like to give you a more detailed explanation of my purpose, and how it is that I have come to you.” Errollorre then went on to tell his whole story.
He told them of his days back in his home in the land of Palindrome, and how the delegation from Accasia had come to sign a trade pact.
He told of how he and an elf from Accasia fell in love and were to be married.
Of how on their wedding day Prince Dricore out of distaste for the mingling of species or perhaps out of jealously,
invaded the wedding with his troops and kidnapped his bride to be.
He told them of his travel to Accasia, of meeting the Wizard Carl,
the escape from prison with the help of Troll, the journey to the Faery Kingdom,
and how he had at last come to them here, at the Secret Library of the Accasian Forest.

“I was sent here by Queen Lekya. She knew I would find the one I seek. The one I lost.
I think when my bride was captured by Dricore that he took her to The Witch Queen. He is her loyal servant.
I don’t know why, and I don’t know how,
but I believe the Witch Queen has bewitched my bride so she has no memory of me or our days together.
Furthermore as I stand here I can see she has been cursed into a ghostly form.
Yes Aria, it is you. You and I, we are in love.
We are to be man and wife.
We were torn apart and now you are under a spell.
But I am still under your spell Aria.
Do you remember?”

Aria had listened to Errollorre tell his tale.
She had found it fascinating, but these words of love directed toward her troubled her.
How could this be true? Is it true?
She had gone through so much. She couldn’t think.
It was too much.
Aria ran from the room towards the library garden passing through the closed door.

Meanwhile outside behind the library a guardian was exiting the stone stairwell to retrieve the tray and plates of food provided for Troll’s meal.
He came to the large flat tree stump and saw the tray sitting there practically untouched.
Then he heard a loud long burp.
He looked to a group of trees near the mountainside and saw Troll sitting and leaning against a tree.
He was picking his teeth with a large white bone.
Beside him was an enormous pile of bones and hair.

The guardian turned and looked into the barn. He saw that the stable was empty.
The guardian went into a rage and lost his composure.
He ran over to Troll and stood there yelling.
“You beast! You animal! You monster!
You are a guest and you have desecrated this place with your uncaring thoughtless ways!
That steed was blessed, holy and sacred! It was in it’s stable resting from a long night’s ride.
You fiend! Unthinking mindless beast!

Troll stood. Troll towered over the guardian.
A look of anger filled Troll’s eyes.
The guardian suddenly realized that he perhaps should have thought about his words a bit more carefully.
Troll lowered his face to the guardians.
Steam could be felt in his hot breath.
Troll then said in a deep angry growl,
“Big wild pig come and go into barn. Troll see pig try bite horse.
Troll go and bite pig.
Horse in field with other horses.
Troll eat pig cause Troll still hungry.
But Troll still have room for you.”
The guardian fainted in terror.
Troll laughed.

edit on 17-3-2016 by Errollorre because: (no reason given)

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 02:39 PM
Happy StPatricks Day!


posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 04:04 PM
Hi Cody! Do what ya gotta do my friend. Just come in when time allows. And keep us updated! Always good to get that overtime and extra money while you can.

I'm staying out of trouble Skid. For now anyway. LOL

Gordi, thank you! Happy St. Patrick's Day! I'm part Irish. My Sister will be bringing me some corned beef and cabbage latter in the week.

Tom, well done in the story! I'm feeling tired and lazy, so I'll try to get to the story when my energy picks up. Maybe later today or tomorrow. I actually felt bad for the troll not being invited in. And laughed when he ate a pig when we thought he ate the horse. LOL

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 05:25 PM

a reply to: Night Star

Oh I suffer from "foot in mouth" disease, perhaps I did phrase that inappropriately.
I do hope you all know I think they are adorable. It was just the bug thing that had me carry on.

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 05:38 PM
Gordi She is so pretty. I still can't make up my mind.
Can I just put her in as I do with my original Avatar?

Do I have to give you royalties?
If so, could we just trade and I will be nice and courteous towards you for let's say thirty minutes? Ok two weeks. That is all I can handle.
Oh BTW the whole wood reference with Skid is naughty, shame on you. We haven't made our deal yet so I can offend you with out repercussions. Think "Faulty Towers"
Skid Shhh don't mention Gordi's face, he is very sensitive about it, if we provoke him he may reveal a full kilt attack.
Just act as if every thing is normal.
I wish I was as for sighted as you with the wood I am notoriously late. I hardly used six face cords this season.
Erroll well done addition, I would never be able to keep up with you.
Night I did that to Gordi, I said something about copious amounts of beauty sleep and ....Oh well, I will take the blame.
Cody I hope your new house and surroundings are creating wonderful dreams in your life.

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posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 05:45 PM
a reply to: Gordi The Drummer
That is not a gift bag.
Just use common sense, Oh that's right, ask Chrissie and the kids and skip common sense.

I feel so much better, my blood pressure just dropped to almost normal.

posted on Mar, 17 2016 @ 05:58 PM
a reply to: crappiekat

Crappie is there a web site that all ways predicts lovely weather?

I will make a mental note because I don't want to be trapped in another polar vortex winter.
Thanks for the info.
So what are you planting? Do you fish in the summer? Boat? How is the job thing going?

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