Thats right.
Evilbeth won the last contest to have me as their bitch.
Evilbeth initally fulfilled the role, but threw me away like the wrapping paper on an unwanted present. 
so, as She no longer wants me, I’ve packed all my belongings into a hankerchief, put them on the end of a stick and set out to find a new home.
So, who wants me?
Ack! As BBBoEB, I must protest. Um, you’ll give yourself away to the next hussy when Bethie tells you you can buster.
And um, I thought you were playing for the other team now? 
Tater, she hasn’t mailed me in a whole week!!!
I dont get the non stop e-mails that I used to.
Okay, ask yourself this Mister Larrigan:
Did you or did you not neglect Beth (and me, but I’m not complaining) after you got your new job? Hmmmmm?
And have you thought of mailing her? You know we get sick of always being the ones to initiate things.
Oh you silly!
was that mailed or nailed?
After the most recent flurries of e-mails (by the way, my inbox has turned into love-fest central - not that kind of love, ya pervs), I will step in and say that if Bethie is too busy to write you, I’ll be there.
You’ll still be her bitch, but I’ll be the substitute bitch-master so to speak.
And I’ll be the president of the Cubby Fan Club! Any of you ladies want to be members? C’mon, he’s got an accent!
I wish 
Damn. And here I thought I had a chance to get Twisty as my bitch.
Ah well, can I just be in the fan club, then??? 
smooches Twisty
Thats right!!
Roll up for the Twisty fan club!!
Free smooch and a picture for everyone who signs up.
Plus, feel free to smooch me as much as you all like. I’m easy.
I know I’m and insignificant nobody… but could I join the fan club too?
(I promise only to droll on Twisty when no one else is )
-pandora
or drool even
creeps away quietly
-pandora
So we’ve heard… So when do I get my smooch and picture, hmmm?
Count me in! Twisty got me a postcard from Amsterdope, and for that I’ll worship him until the day I die. I hasn’t arrived yet though, so I’ll be back with the smooch, m’kay?
Oh what the hell…
::smoooooch::
Easy?? Sounds more like Instant!
What the heck - sign me up. One can never have too many easy men, I always say.
Well, maybe not always, maybe not ever before today, but I’m sincere nonetheless. Pucker up, buttercup!
As president of the John Larrigan/TwistofFate/Cubby fan club (how many names ya got anyway?), I feel like I should give him a smooch but lips that have touched milk that’s been sitting out on Yoji’s living room floor all night shall never touch mine. That’s how ya get cooties, ya know.
I still get to choose all your girlfriends, though, don’t I?
If today is any indication, Twisty is one high-maintenance bitch!
But he does make the day go by faster. And he likes Yeats.
How can I resist? I want to be a member of the Official Twisty Fan Club… I’ll even risk getting cooties for a kiss.
Okay, okay, first of all, someone could have e-mailed me to let me know there was a MPSIMS thread with my name on it…but I’ll let that slide for now.
Second, thank you very much, tater, for coming to my rescue and putting Twisty back in his place!
Next, excuse me Mr. Larrigan, but how many jobs do you work? How many classes do you attend? How many hours of volunteer service do you put in a week? I am only wondering because on top of the two jobs, full time classes and two days of volunteer work I put in every week, I have homework, housework and pesky things like sleeping I have to take care of!
If it’s e-mails you want, e-mails I can deliver. But you have to earn them. What have you done to warrant any e-mails from me recently? I mean, there’s more to being a cyber bitch than just bitching about stuff, you know. When is the last time you sent me an e-mail? Ahh, yes! it has been a while, has it not?
Now, as soon as you have groveled enough and begged for forgiveness enough, I might be persuaded to indulge you and send you an e-mail. However, because of your insolent behavior, I can assure you there will be no more naked Michael Bolton postcards and there will certainly be no Duran Duran e-mails.
Have I made myself clear?
Yes, Ma’am. Perfectly clear. :grovel:
Pandora: Good to meet you! Congradulations! As 1st member you get a really big :smooooootch:
Falcon: :Smootch: Easy, well, I cant refuse a beautiful woman. How do you think I ended up as a bitch in the first place??
Soda: a big Smootch for my favourite Swedish chick. how you doin’ ?
FCM: :Smootch: Hi There!! How’s the boat?
Magdalene: Hi!! :waves: just for you {{mags}} and a big :smootch: (hee hee, she’s going to kill me for that one!!)
Serendepity: Hi Honey!! :smootch: I’m picking a ring out at the moment. How many diamonds did you say you wanted?
Tater: You definitely get to choose my girlfriends. But be sure to let a few slip through the net at some stage. not everyone can live up to your impeccable standards!!
Did I miss anyone?
I’m easy to please. A solitaire’s fine, so long as you start spelling my name correctly once we’re married.