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So, Munchkin, You Wanna? Started by: Marietta on Mar 15, '09 22:50
The air had a scent of lotus blossoms. Could it be? The light, delectable trace of love in the air? Oh yes, it totally was. Marietta weaved her way along the small garden path, deep into the middle of the park where she had asked Munchkin, the newest Don of New Orleans, to meet her there.

She turned the corner around the dense foliage and saw, sitting on a bench, a sight sweeter than the Godfather could ever imagine: Munchkin, sitting with a flower in her hand. Her face looked slightly worried as she was pulling petals off one by one and murmuring to herself. Ah, the tie breaker between loves. How often Marietta had pulled the petals off of daisies herself, willing and wishing the flower could choose for her heart.

Striding over she sat down on the bench next to Munchkin.


"Oh darling," she breathed, sighing in happiness. "I am so glad you have decided to meet me here. I have... a confession to make. There is something I need to ask of you..."

Without further ado she pulled out a scrap of paper from within the breast pocket of her blouse and unfolded it with trembling fingers. Clearing her throat softly she began to read:


"Munchkin,"


"The deepest waters of the ocean cannot compare to thine eyes- bright like stars against a dark velvet sky. Thy skin, ah I long to touch the white flesh so soft, to trace it with my finger tips. What I would do, what I would say to hold thee forever in my arms."

Marietta broke off to look at the woman. Smiling gently she pulled a small jewelry box out of her back pocket. Opening it with a small "click" sound, she got down on one knee, not caring that the earth was damp upon her skirt.


"Munchkin, will you do me the greatest honor..."

Sighing content, Marietta felt her heart melt...


"...Of marrying Rourkey Rourke? Come on, really what do you have to lose? Nothing. To gain? Well, me as a sister in... well, sister in HQedness."
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Munchkin blushes really not expecting this from this meeting with the GodMother. She pictures Rourkey and all his sexiness but the realizes it could never be.


Marietta although Rourkey is a damn fine mafioso I believe a relationship with me would ruin his beautiful face. I mean he has such a relationship with that beard and I am not good at playing second fiddle to anyone. I am going to have to decline this proposal for sake of the hair upon Rourkey's manly face.


Although shared washrooms would almost make it worth it.

Munchkin winks and smiles at Marietta
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Marietta shakes her fist at the sky, and suddenly dark clouds roll in- as if to reflect the cloudy feeling in her heart.


"NOOOO!" she cries, "GOD DAMN BEARD WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?!"
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RourkeyRourke and his beard?

Brick enviously strokes his shaven face


What's the offer here?

Sits down at the table with the Godmother, and begins to negotiate.


I may be able to take Rourkey off your hands. What do you say? $5 Million? What? No, No. You pay ME $5 Million and I'll take him off your hands. Maybe I'll even marry him myself. As you know, I just lost my wife, and am desperately missing the company. And you gotta love that beard. It's fabulous.
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Brick could you imagine waking up next to that beard morning after endless morning? Now it would be nice and warm on the long cold nights. But I just wonder what is living in there.

Munchkin stops and thinks.


He might have cuddly little animals in there. Oh Rourkey's beard may not be that bad after all.
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Hell if he's hiding a puggle in there I might marry him.
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Gino laughs under his breath at the conversation about Rourkey's beard.


"This is just, to great. Ahahaha!"
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How could you turn down a beard as mighty as Rourkey's? I mean personally I wouldn't want to wake up next to it, but that's because that would add a whole new level of awkwardness to the conversation.
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Rourkey walks up, dragging his rather large member behind him.


FYI guys and gals, I'm twelve inches.....around.
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twelve inches round and 3 inches long. Kinda like a cheese wheel.


Maybe Munchkin can marry your beard? That'd be wonderful.
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Marry your beard? Well, then atleast one part of your body will be getting some ;)
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Takes his daughter aside



Dear, I believe you should marry this gentleman, Ive known him and as your grandfather, and his father, So I believe you should grim and bear it.
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