Nancy –
Of course the Castle is haunted…by the Ghost of an Ancestor of the soon to be Baroness of Solidperfume.com. Every night, when the sun goes down, she carries a headless cat throughout the halls, searching for the head of the kitty she accidentally ripped off. <img src='style_emoticons//unsure.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’unsure.gif’ /> You can hear her cry through the night….heeeeerrre kittykittyhead, heeeeerrre kittykittyhead…it's so tragic. The kitty's not too terribly thrilled, either, but that's another story. <img src='style_emoticons//ohmy.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’ohmy.gif’ />
Who am I keeping in the dungeon? Wow! The list grows longer by the minute. <img src='style_emoticons//laugh.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’laugh.gif’ /> <img src='style_emoticons//laugh.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’laugh.gif’ />
Bubba….wear a kilt….NEVER! He's far too manly, plus he'd need a really, really long kilt! <img src='style_emoticons//laugh.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’laugh.gif’ /> <img src='style_emoticons//laugh.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’laugh.gif’ /> Certainly not that skimpy little thing Prince Charles wears. <img src='style_emoticons//biggrin.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’biggrin.gif’ /> I better stop here…it's getting bad again. Curse the full moon! <img src='style_emoticons//ph34r.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’ph34r.gif’ />
Later…
Michele