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GrizzMuffley
The Crime
DOB:
14-June-2007
Skahr
is the daughter of our much loved RahRah and is a
bossy, adorable, total mischief. She is so crazy and
full on that Brendan has nicknamed her 'BP' - which
is short for 'bouncing peanut'. She often gets called
Peanut, Nutty, Nutcase, or Nutty-nut-suns. She is
wild. She is crazy. She is SO MUCH FUN!
Skahr-la-ta-farta-la-tee-dee is a
scream. She's got so much energy for such a compact
package. The energizer bunny has nothing on this kid.
Skahr loves to sit in the kitchen
watching the food being prepared, while barking out
orders at you from below. And if you aren't quick
enough she will put her feet up on the table and check
out how you are progressing! Like her sister Juhnure,
the world is one big adventure. And it's best enjoyed
while trying to boss their brother Shogunne around!!
Her best friend in the entire world
is her cousin Razehelle and they play for hours pretending
to eat each others' feet while telling each other
the most outrageous stories. And boy oh boy, they
are some tall tales.
Skahr has a lovely substance and boning,
a beautiful front and solid rear end, is true out
and back and really powers it out around the ring.
She is terrific fun to show, though Brendan does despair
of ever getting her to stand still and stack - she's
just not that patient when there's a chance to show
off! And if only that judge would get to her faster
because IT'S ALL ABOUT SKAHR YOU KNOW!!!
It is a joy
to watch her mature and to see her lovely outgoing
nature blossoming her into a strong and confident
young woman. She loves to do show show and meet new
friends and her enjoyment of life itself is just contagious.
You are so bossy and crazy Skahr and we love every
minute of it! Though that move you do where you sneak
up from behind and waist tackle us sometimes is a
bit of a surprise! But hugs are always welcome gorgeous.
HEY
DUDES
I'M PREGNANT!!
Hi
there fans of the hottest chick on the farm! Welcome
to my diary of a 'Holy Hot Mumma to be'. I've finally
bashed that mad woman Stacey into taking dictation,
so here we go:
30 April 2011:
Wowzers. I am 7 weeks pregnant and I have to say,
that even by my awesome standards, I am looking HOT
and SPICY!! Mum and Dad have been a bit worried about
me after my misadventure last time I was pregnant,
but now thankfully they are starting to breathe a
little easier. Though man I wish that Woman would
stop rubbing my belly and saying 'Hold them in there
my little Fahrtee' and following me everywhere. I
swear if she checks out my personal bits anymore I
might have to just let rip with a gas bomb right in
her face. Ha ha. That would fix her. Dad keeps talking
about my boobs. He can't get over what a lucious hotty
I am. I'm feeling pretty darn good and check out some
pics of me strutting my stuff! What a woman!!
Mum loves me. What more
can you say. Apart from to comment on how beautiful
I am of course. Daddy does too but boy he's hard to
get a photo of!!
I do have a small concern.
At the rate I am going, my boobs might be dragging
my baby belly along the ground by the time the little
Skahrlings are born. Oh and Beccie has taken to sniggering
at me. When I ask her why, she just sniggers some
more and mutters 'watermelons'. I'm a bit worried
about that. She knows something and she's not letting
on.
03 May 2011: I
hid the camera! Daddy called me a Walrus!!! HOW RUDE
IS THAT MAN!! Mummy has gone back to those worried
eyes. Of course it didn't help her out that tonight
I showed her a little bit of milk from my luscious
boobies. Not the back ones, but the second back ones.
Mum sighed, rubbed her eyes and told Daddy "Well
the good news is that it's not her front boobies.".
She worries too much. Just because I look like the
wave of a dressmaking pin in my general direction
will send me off like a popped balloon does not mean
I am about to spit my little treasures out tomorrow!
I like this pregnant thing.
Man am I sucking it up. The extra treats, the jealous
eyes on the other girls, Daddy will stay home and
look after me and the Skahrlings while Mummy goes
to work (he had better ultra spoil me or I'll tell
Mum and she'll do her cranky glare - YEAH!) knowing
that Granny Katie has to train them - Buuuwahhaaaaaaa
that's GOLD JERRY! Shadowe might be The Enemy but
at least she's been straight with me. She told me
not to worry - Mum and Dad do the hard and yuck stuff
once you have the babies. Beccie WAS my idol but she's
still sniggering. That's not nice. I think she's just
being awful because I stole her man Stahr. Well HELLO!
Honey, take a look at me! HOT is an understatement.
Jealous. That's all I can say. Grunt remains a dip
and I swear Pew is on another planet - neither are
any help. I so hope my brother Shogunne does not find
out that his best friend Stahr got me in the family
way. Everyone shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh - don't tell
him. Gotta go. Mum is dead sick of dictation and keeps
muttering "I have a rum in the kitchen Child.
Get on with it." See you tomorrow Fans. x xxxxx
06 May 2011: I
am the child of a lazy woman. Seriously. This bird
mutters cr@p about a full time job, spoiling ALL of
her children, washing, folding, cleaning, ironing,
emails, spending time with Daddy and some other muck
I can't be stuffed to listen to, when she should be
keeping my Fans informed of my activities. Could someone
PUHLEEEEESE get my Aunties to set her back on track?
Well today I am looking
so sexy-liscous, that all of the other girls are just
totally off their tits with jeaousy (Mummy cringed
when I told her to write that, but hey - THIS IS MY
DIARY WOMAN SO SUCK IT UP!!). I'm a bit poop about
the whole can't fit as much food in as I'd like to
because these little lumps are just space hogs, but
the regular top ups are awesome. I so could get used
to this. Dad is still rude and I am not talking to
him. Mum is so much better. She lets me lick her,
she makes sure my butt and girlie bits are nice and
fresh (it's a bit hard to get the full 'hunch' going
when you have a killer whale gut) and keeps telling
me how smashingly gorgeous I am. What a woman! Don't
any of you tell her that - she is my willing slave
okay. (Note from Mummy: 'Skahr my darling, Mummy is
taking your dictation. I know what you are saying
my lovely. Be careful. And keep your tongue in your
own mouth. Especially when you have been eating rabbit
and magpie poo. Love you precious. xxx'). UH OH. She
sprung me. Dammit. Anyway, check out two photos of
my Supreme Hotness tonight. They were taken while
Mummy was adoring my bountiful roundness (she said
some swear words too about a Bloody Child that won't
stand still. Oooooooh Wahhhhhhhhhhh.) Yes I am looking
in the oven for the Buns in the Oven that Dad and
Mum keep talikng about. Can't smell buns cooking.
They are mad.
Don't look at my girlie
bits you perves! Aren't I just a fit and sexy Mumma
(gloat). Though my spine feels like it will need some
serious chiropractic attention after this!
22 May 11:
I have stopped talking to The Woman. She seems totally
ignorant of the fact that my Fans are dying for news
of me and my little Skahrlings who are 11 days old
today. Some rubbish about long days at work and Daddy
needing to learn to use the Internet. Lazy Cow. Long
Days? Ha. Try having 10 little ferals ripping your
tits off 6 times a day and you will know about LONG
DAYS! Lazy. She is just lazy.
Also, she refuses to hand
feed me. Selfish piece. Thankfully Daddy is my willing
slave and will happily wrap each dog biscuit in grated
cheese and yoghurt, place that morsel on a carefully
presented piece of chicken, and introduce it like
it is a Master Chef all time winner. I love him. Well
he thinks I do but really I'm just playing him - Buuuwahhaaaa.
My manipulation of the Humans
aside here is a photo of my Boobylicious self and
my little Darling Skahrlings. It's almost too hard
to decide who is cuter. Oh alright, I'll concede this
one to my little feral cherubs. Oh yeah and Mum (she
gets all sad if I keep calling her The Woman) and
me and Mirryrre having a cuddle. (SHUT UP. Don't tell
Mum I love her. It's fun making her suck up for a
kiss <g> )
[Typist's note from The
Slave: Skahr, take notes from Beccie. I can hear you
sweetness and I have a long memory. Cute will only
get you so far darling. Then you had better cough
up some love, because Mummy might be tougher in some
ways, but keep in mind that she is the one who does
the Beauty Parlour Treatment you love so much and
she makes the extra special dinners when you aren't
preggers or feeding babies, just because she adores
you so much. By the way baby, you look amazing, are
an awesome Mummy and I am so proud of you. Job well
done Fahrtee. xx)
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