The Vixen: On The Trail Of King Toad.
The Barefoot Vixen, Marilyn McCabe.
A Woman Who Never Hesitates To Speak Her Mind.
Marilyn McCabe, the Vixen is a woman of skills as remarkable as the other Birds of Prey. Two days into her search, she has managed to find the location of King Toad's hideout in Houma. She does not know if Woodrue is present, nor if King Toad has acquired the explosives stolen from the construction company building last month by the missing and apparently presumed dead Nerk and Sissy Bob. Vixen tells me those monsters are the sickest, filthiest, most disgusting, sorry bastards she's ever seen, they even make me look good to her. Then, she promptly apologized to Abby for comparing me to the evil King Toad. I told Vixen that Abby didn't marry me for my good looks. Vixen admits this mission has been a refreshingly good change of pace for her. Like her longtime friend Gypsy, presently the Vixen is just as leisurely costumed as Gypsy and she remains as comfortably barefoot as her girlfriend. Marilyn has retracted her natural claws alternately maintaining between her rigorous athletic exercises and slipping into total relaxation in our inviting marshland environment. Vixen and Gypsy soon joined Abby and Tefé in swimming and diving beautifully in our family's favorite lake. How I adore all these lovely barefoot women. Abby certainly had fun, she says Marilyn's quirky behavior was quite engaging, even more so than Cindy's own. Tefé, after no surprises, was now totally captivated with our well-spent weekend with the Birds of Prey. Abby has even convinced Marilyn to follow her life's dream of returning to Vixen's native African wildlife preserves after this adventure. I certainly hope that Vixen will enjoy returning home to Africa as much as she's loving these nights here in the swamps, and I sincerely hope she writes back to us in good faith.
Vixen and Gypsy have become such good friends to us in the short time they've been here. I wish I could say the same about the Canary and the Huntress, but they can focus on nothing else but the mission, which is probably for the best. I wish the troubled Dinah and Helena had joined in our fun, at least for this pleasant evening. But they did not. Those two women seem particularly stressed. They could clearly use the refreshment of a casual time off. But as always it's business with them, not pleasure, that was their concern here. Both Canary and Huntress' costumes, gloves and boots stayed on. For they stayed dedicated to their task, ready for anything. Strict constant surveillance was maintained about the targeted fugitive hideout.
The Huntress wanted to move in on the warehouse where King Toad is hiding tonight, but the Black Canary insisted they must wait for Lady Blackhawk to return from her latest trip with the supplies and ammunition they'll need. We can wait one more night to strike. This mission must be completely successful, after all. There is nothing more important right now than stopping King Toad and Woodrue from destroying Houma. We know where our dangerous enemy is hiding. We have the element of surprise on our side. The attack will take place tomorrow. That is enough for now.
Next:
Payback For King Toad.
http://swampthingblog.blogspot.com/2006/06/payback-for-king-toad.html
A Woman Who Never Hesitates To Speak Her Mind.
Marilyn McCabe, the Vixen is a woman of skills as remarkable as the other Birds of Prey. Two days into her search, she has managed to find the location of King Toad's hideout in Houma. She does not know if Woodrue is present, nor if King Toad has acquired the explosives stolen from the construction company building last month by the missing and apparently presumed dead Nerk and Sissy Bob. Vixen tells me those monsters are the sickest, filthiest, most disgusting, sorry bastards she's ever seen, they even make me look good to her. Then, she promptly apologized to Abby for comparing me to the evil King Toad. I told Vixen that Abby didn't marry me for my good looks. Vixen admits this mission has been a refreshingly good change of pace for her. Like her longtime friend Gypsy, presently the Vixen is just as leisurely costumed as Gypsy and she remains as comfortably barefoot as her girlfriend. Marilyn has retracted her natural claws alternately maintaining between her rigorous athletic exercises and slipping into total relaxation in our inviting marshland environment. Vixen and Gypsy soon joined Abby and Tefé in swimming and diving beautifully in our family's favorite lake. How I adore all these lovely barefoot women. Abby certainly had fun, she says Marilyn's quirky behavior was quite engaging, even more so than Cindy's own. Tefé, after no surprises, was now totally captivated with our well-spent weekend with the Birds of Prey. Abby has even convinced Marilyn to follow her life's dream of returning to Vixen's native African wildlife preserves after this adventure. I certainly hope that Vixen will enjoy returning home to Africa as much as she's loving these nights here in the swamps, and I sincerely hope she writes back to us in good faith.
Vixen and Gypsy have become such good friends to us in the short time they've been here. I wish I could say the same about the Canary and the Huntress, but they can focus on nothing else but the mission, which is probably for the best. I wish the troubled Dinah and Helena had joined in our fun, at least for this pleasant evening. But they did not. Those two women seem particularly stressed. They could clearly use the refreshment of a casual time off. But as always it's business with them, not pleasure, that was their concern here. Both Canary and Huntress' costumes, gloves and boots stayed on. For they stayed dedicated to their task, ready for anything. Strict constant surveillance was maintained about the targeted fugitive hideout.
The Huntress wanted to move in on the warehouse where King Toad is hiding tonight, but the Black Canary insisted they must wait for Lady Blackhawk to return from her latest trip with the supplies and ammunition they'll need. We can wait one more night to strike. This mission must be completely successful, after all. There is nothing more important right now than stopping King Toad and Woodrue from destroying Houma. We know where our dangerous enemy is hiding. We have the element of surprise on our side. The attack will take place tomorrow. That is enough for now.
Next:
Payback For King Toad.
http://swampthingblog.blogspot.com/2006/06/payback-for-king-toad.html
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