Tired of sitting on her ass in the parlor waiting, day after day, for Mr. Right to come calling/courting, Serenity takes matters into her own hands. After delivering a strong upper cut to Cupids jaw, she takes his high-powered bow and ascends to the roof of her London towne home, where she takes sight on the man of her dreams and PING! the arrow flys ... and misses, hitting Herschel the greeens-grocer. She fires again ... PING! The arrow stabs the groin of Percy, the watchmaker. Shit! says Serenity, only one arrow left. Taking more careful aim, she lines up on a tall, middle-aged architect who likes Bach and Mozart. PING! All three men see each other and, finding they like Goodwood Festival of Speed, agree to meet there in September.
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Tired of sitting on her ass in the parlor waiting, day after day, for Mr. Right to come calling/courting, Serenity takes matters into her own hands. After delivering a strong upper cut to Cupids jaw, she takes his high-powered bow and ascends to the roof of her London towne home, where she takes sight on the man of her dreams and PING! the arrow flys ... and misses, hitting Herschel the greeens-grocer. She fires again ... PING! The arrow stabs the groin of Percy, the watchmaker. Shit! says Serenity, only one arrow left. Taking more careful aim, she lines up on a tall, middle-aged architect who likes Bach and Mozart. PING! All three men see each other and, finding they like Goodwood Festival of Speed, agree to meet there in September.
Speedway, you are a natural born storyteller. you also have one of the strangest imaginations I have ever encountered, but that's a good thing.
Thanks, Dive, but who said, um, that they're *stories*? ;-)
Now that's even stranger!
She's certainly no "damsel in distress"!
Every woman should carry a crossbow.
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