HAH HAH CRAZY BASTARDMnemosyne said:You bet your little closed-toe booties it is, Cat-fans.
"Catwoman tapped her nails on the zinc bar. She cocked her head, seeming to ponder the question, then said, 'White Russian, no ice. Hold the vodka and Kahlua.'
The bartender blinked again [...]
The bartender reappeared, bearing a shot glass brimming with white liquid.
'Cream - straight up,' he announced, and set it before her."
"Catwoman shook her head, cocking a thumb at the dancer's outfit. 'Leatherette, honey? It just looks so cheap. You should always splurge for the real thing' - she ran her hands along her thighs, conscious of Armando's hungry stare - 'leather moves when you do; it breathes with you. Makes all the difference in the world...'
Suddenly she spied a bullwhip coiled around the dancer's belt. Catwoman licked her lips covetuously, extended one graceful, diamond-tipped hand toward the dancer.
'Kitty want whip,' she purred. 'Gimme. Now.'
The dancer gasped and stumbled backward as Catwoman snatched the whip from her belt. She ran her hands over it greedily, then cracked it a few times. On the floor below the crowd laughed and applauded, egging her on.
She crouched, then leaped toward the edge of the stage as she sent the whip snaking through the air above her. 'Where's Helmut Newton when you need him?' "
Description
Based on the movie "Catwoman" starring Halle Berry, this feline doll is the purrfect addition to any Barbie collection. Barbie as Catwoman features long, black gloves and a cat mask that makes her appear mysterious. Her black pants are fashionably shredded, too.
Cherubae said:
ManDudeChild said:... I wish I could un-read that.
Which is going to happen when people see the movie.the crowd laughed
"Oh, so you want to play with kitty, too?" she sneered, as the third thief loomed above her. She did another backflip, kicking him in the chest so that he groaned and crashed down beside his comrades. His gun went flying from his hand, sliding across the floor until it came to rest beside the first man. He blinked, then woozily started to get up.
Patience watched him, shaking her head; then dove between his legs, grabbing the gun and jumping to her feet before he could register her presence. With a calm smile, she coldcocked him.
"Are you a man or a mouse?" she asked, then watched him topple to the floor with the others. She swept up the fallen jewels, depositing them into one of the back swag bags, then started out the back door.
But before she disappeared she paused to look back into the room at the unconscious thieves. A smile played across her face as she answered her own question with a derisive hiss.
"Mice," she said, and melted into the shadows.
" 'Holy - !' someone yelped as Patience hit the floor and immediately straightened, glaring at the partyers.
"Batman," she snapped. "I'm Batman. Oh, never mind."
Catwoman) "Is the man of the house at home?"
Laurel recovered herself, running a hand self-consciously across her hair. "Why on earth would he be home?" she snapped. "I'm here."
"Too bad he missed me." Catwoman leaned in toward Laurel, her voice sultry. "I hear he loves pussy.... cats."
" 'Holy - !' someone yelped as Patience hit the floor and immediately straightened, glaring at the partyers.
"Batman," she snapped. "I'm Batman. Oh, never mind.
MetatronM said:This is a work of genius.
"Out on the balcony, when Reginald kissed Diana lips, her knees went
weak. Slowly, he pulled her top down exposing her soft, unyielding breasts." Oh, yeah! Now
this is getting good! (takes a sip of booze and continues to dictate as he writes.) "Just the
sight of those breasts made Reginald's penis very hard. His penis was of considerable size,
and now beads of sweat ran slowly down his penis, making it glisten like a strong swimmer
fresh from out of the pool. It was a fantastic penis that seemed as strong as a horse's leg,
yet as delecate as a flower wrapped in silk. What a grand, grand penis! Diana's nipples..."
(stops there.) Uh, let's see! "Diana's nipples..." OH, WRITER'S BLOCK! WRITER'S BLOCK! Hm!
CRAP! I'm stuck! (to Mr. Hat, his handpuppet.) Oh, well! Maybe that's enough writing for
tonight, Mr. Hat!"
Mr. Garrison: (Dictating.) "Chapter Eighteen. Diana had never slept with another woman
before, but it was an erotic thought she often fantasized about." Oh, yeah, Mr. Hat! Hot
lesbo scene commin' up! "And as Rebecca's naked body lay before her, Diana couldn't help but
feel aroused. 'Go on', Rebecca said softly, 'Touch me'. Diana leaned down slowly and brushed
Rebecca's bare stomach with her fingertips. It felt good, like a penis. A soft, but sturdy
penis that felt warm to the touch. In Rebecca's mind, she suddenly felt like she was
surrounded by penises. They were all around her, flopping all around and slapping her face.
It was as if she were in a redwood forest of penises. They presented themselves tall and
mighty all around her with..." (Mr. Hat starts leaning down towards Mr. Garrison's crotch
underneath the desk where we can't see.) Mr. Hat! What the hell are you doing?! (starts
feeling pleasure.) Oh, Mr. Hat!"