Another day, and more time spent on the search for the ultimate truth. Or so I thought. But now I'm on to you all !!
I've been doing the same as uneekrose (except for the advil and tylenol. I use freshly ground coffee and assorted fish in garlic sauce, but that's entirely here nor there). I checked IRS, FBI and ATF databases, requested files under the Freedom of Information Act, looked up Canadian license plates, to check on the color ánd consulted Monty Python's "How to recognize trees from quite a long way away", such a great manual.
But: from pictures, posts, hints and innuendo I concluded that a lot of pics are just jokes and that Lillie, Kaz, Popo, Liz, Dunc, Salin and Duiveltje ánd their families all live together in that camper, which, according to Monty, is stationed on the back lot of Buckingham Palace.
You can fool me for a while, but I saw the light just in time. So there!
WHO LIVES IN A HOUSE LIKE THIS?
Now I have finally stopped laughing from last night's posts (just another snigger 
), I can give you a quick update! I have had 9 guesses in thus far!
The person in the lead has guessed 15 out of 19 - BRAVO!!!!!
And the person with the least right only has 5 points
Two other people have guessed 13 correctly - well done!
Keep them coming!!!
PS: Just so you know - Poops, Kazzie, Rose, Salin and Lizzie have all been to my house - therefore it is only fair that 1 point is deducted from their scores (that is if they remember what mine looked like) Also Kazzie has been to Lizzie's house, so she is deducted another point! Also, Loops has been to the Cat's house - so she loses one point too! Any more confessions? Keeks - have you been to Mahaloof's house for a spot of clog dancing together???? Have ya????
), I can give you a quick update! I have had 9 guesses in thus far! The person in the lead has guessed 15 out of 19 - BRAVO!!!!!
And the person with the least right only has 5 points
Two other people have guessed 13 correctly - well done!
Keep them coming!!!
PS: Just so you know - Poops, Kazzie, Rose, Salin and Lizzie have all been to my house - therefore it is only fair that 1 point is deducted from their scores (that is if they remember what mine looked like)
Also Kazzie has been to Lizzie's house, so she is deducted another point! Also, Loops has been to the Cat's house - so she loses one point too! Any more confessions? Keeks - have you been to Mahaloof's house for a spot of clog dancing together???? Have ya???? Lillie The Beanhead! 
"Lillie Still A London Phillie Dancing Like A Billie Goatee Wee Wee Lillie"
"Lillie Still A London Phillie Dancing Like A Billie Goatee Wee Wee Lillie"
Sorry Theo - not allowed I am afraid!TheoX wrote:Are the people that aren't participating in this contest allowed to see the pictures of people's houses? It sounds very intresting!
It would be wrong to display people's homes on the WWW for all to see - there are too many freaks and nutters around 
Lillie The Beanhead!
"Lillie Still A London Phillie Dancing Like A Billie Goatee Wee Wee Lillie"
"Lillie Still A London Phillie Dancing Like A Billie Goatee Wee Wee Lillie"
Yes Lillie Billie I must be him. I recognize his car
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Well you finally figured it out CONGRATULTIONSMahaloof wrote: But: from pictures, posts, hints and innuendo I concluded that a lot of pics are just jokes and that Lillie, Kaz, Popo, Liz, Dunc, Salin and Duiveltje ánd their families all live together in that camper, which, according to Monty, is stationed on the back lot of Buckingham Palace.
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They travel all around Europe preforming freak, I mean side shows
I'll bet they could find a spot for you & your clog. 
My guesses are in.
I've been looking at maps of the States, reading old threads for clues, closing my eyes, spinning around 3 times and stabbing names with a pin. I've gone all googly eyed now and need a lie down.
I don't suppose I get a point for my own house, and I don't get one for Lillie's, I shouldn't get one for Dylan's cos she gave the game away by telling us all it was her pic I was waiting for
, and Lillie kinda told me in a round about way it was the cat's pic she was sending me, so all in all I don't think I'll be winning. 
I've been looking at maps of the States, reading old threads for clues, closing my eyes, spinning around 3 times and stabbing names with a pin. I've gone all googly eyed now and need a lie down.
I don't suppose I get a point for my own house, and I don't get one for Lillie's, I shouldn't get one for Dylan's cos she gave the game away by telling us all it was her pic I was waiting for
, and Lillie kinda told me in a round about way it was the cat's pic she was sending me, so all in all I don't think I'll be winning. Pauline
Who lives in a house
I agree
Laura I love your avatar. Very cutePopo you may not win the contest, but all your hard work & efforts makes you a winner to us.
Cathy
Hm, verrry funny and verrry clever. Drawing attention away from my earlier assertion, by showing an old picture of me. I haven't worn that bra in years!
All non-Europeans should note that until now nobody denied my statement about that camper. If 'm not right on target, then certainly close...
But seriously, Duiveltje may track me down yet. After all, I do have a door and there is the occasional roof also.
...and I am looking for a job. The idea isn't that bad. My clog can do flip-flops, sit up and jump through a hoop (though not a burning one).
Thanks, Laura!
All non-Europeans should note that until now nobody denied my statement about that camper. If 'm not right on target, then certainly close...
But seriously, Duiveltje may track me down yet. After all, I do have a door and there is the occasional roof also.
So that's why the Buckingham snapshot. Performing for the Queen, eh?They travel all around Europe preforming freak, I mean side shows Wink I'll bet they could find a spot for you & your clog.
...and I am looking for a job. The idea isn't that bad. My clog can do flip-flops, sit up and jump through a hoop (though not a burning one).
Thanks, Laura!
Re: Who lives in a house
Thanks Kathy, Halloween is one of my favorite holidays, I thought I'd get ready a bit early this yearjcvalcar2 wrote: Laura I love your avatar. Very cute
I see uneekrose & dylan are getting prepared too, but NOBODY was earlier than Poops Mahaloof I'm glad I could help you with a possible job, your next task is finding them
Well, the thing is: I haven't been able to do any work on the contest for the rest of the day, as something quite unexpected happened just after my last post.
I thought that Duiveltje had made a joke, but when I went outside to do some shopping, there she was, and armed to the teeth! I don't know how she found out, but I have this rare thing: I'm allergic to minerals and vitamins. (It's incredible, I know, but this is a strange country. It's like they say: God created man, man created Holland, and Holland begets strange creatures. Like Duiveltje and me).
Anyway, to my horror, she was loaded with apples, bananas, strawberries, a kiwi, some mango's ánd, how low can a person sink, a pineapple!
I started to run away, but an old and mushy apple landed in my neck and created such an itch straight away, that I couldn't control my movements anymore. Things went black for a moment and then, Duiveltje was standing over me, with this devillish grin on her face (oh, *shiver*, I remember it as if it was yesterday), and said: "You will regret the day you revealed that police report. Look what I have here."
It's difficult to write this, but I'll try to keep my emotions in check. She took a handful of.... raspberries out of her bag. The last time I had some of those I was 9 years old. I remember my tongue got swollen in about six seconds and all kinds of farty noises started coming out of my mouth. And that's exactly what happened now. While I helplessly went like 'pfffffrrrrt pffffffrrrt', Duiveltje yelled: "Revenge is red and sweet. Yaaaaaarrgh!"
Then, to my utter horror and revulsion, she peeled the banana and stuffed it in parts down my throat.
She saved the pineapple for last. I can't tell you what she did exactly, but the doctor said for the next two weeks I'd better not sit down.
Just got back from the emergency ward, where they treated me with fries, a pizza pepperoni and a giant milkshake. Don't worry, I'm feeling a bit better. But the yellow skin color and bent back caused by the banana assault won't dissipate within the next few days, and neither will the coconut hair on my hands and...some other parts.
Meanwhile, the police are hanging pictures of Duiveltje in every health shop and fruit stall in the country, warning people not to take her on themselves, unless they are heavily insured against vitamins.
I'll try to write more tomorrow, but my fingertips look like blackberries and it freaks me out!
I thought that Duiveltje had made a joke, but when I went outside to do some shopping, there she was, and armed to the teeth! I don't know how she found out, but I have this rare thing: I'm allergic to minerals and vitamins. (It's incredible, I know, but this is a strange country. It's like they say: God created man, man created Holland, and Holland begets strange creatures. Like Duiveltje and me).
Anyway, to my horror, she was loaded with apples, bananas, strawberries, a kiwi, some mango's ánd, how low can a person sink, a pineapple!
I started to run away, but an old and mushy apple landed in my neck and created such an itch straight away, that I couldn't control my movements anymore. Things went black for a moment and then, Duiveltje was standing over me, with this devillish grin on her face (oh, *shiver*, I remember it as if it was yesterday), and said: "You will regret the day you revealed that police report. Look what I have here."
It's difficult to write this, but I'll try to keep my emotions in check. She took a handful of.... raspberries out of her bag. The last time I had some of those I was 9 years old. I remember my tongue got swollen in about six seconds and all kinds of farty noises started coming out of my mouth. And that's exactly what happened now. While I helplessly went like 'pfffffrrrrt pffffffrrrt', Duiveltje yelled: "Revenge is red and sweet. Yaaaaaarrgh!"
Then, to my utter horror and revulsion, she peeled the banana and stuffed it in parts down my throat.
She saved the pineapple for last. I can't tell you what she did exactly, but the doctor said for the next two weeks I'd better not sit down.
Just got back from the emergency ward, where they treated me with fries, a pizza pepperoni and a giant milkshake. Don't worry, I'm feeling a bit better. But the yellow skin color and bent back caused by the banana assault won't dissipate within the next few days, and neither will the coconut hair on my hands and...some other parts.
Meanwhile, the police are hanging pictures of Duiveltje in every health shop and fruit stall in the country, warning people not to take her on themselves, unless they are heavily insured against vitamins.
I'll try to write more tomorrow, but my fingertips look like blackberries and it freaks me out!
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Oh, you poor thing! I remember the Wonderlander closest to me invited me over for what should be a simple afternoon. When I showed up at her house, she turned out much more dangerous. She locked me in her basement for 5 hours shoving some strange broth down my throat and calling me "Monkey!"
I was all too happy that before leaving my own house, I'd told my husband that if he didn't hear back from me within the hour to call the police and tell them where I was.
Sadly, all the police were men and got lost on the way to my rescue, so I tunneled through the wall to her bathroom where I unscrewed all the lightbulbs and then crawled through the ventilation system to the roof. I broke my foot in 19 places when I jumped down, but was able to speed home.
The images may never fade.
I was all too happy that before leaving my own house, I'd told my husband that if he didn't hear back from me within the hour to call the police and tell them where I was.
Sadly, all the police were men and got lost on the way to my rescue, so I tunneled through the wall to her bathroom where I unscrewed all the lightbulbs and then crawled through the ventilation system to the roof. I broke my foot in 19 places when I jumped down, but was able to speed home.
The images may never fade.
Loirae
Mahaloof, I warned you about Duiveltje I'm just sorry you couldn't away fast enough in your "clogmobile" . I'm hoping for your sake she at least peeled the pineapple before sticking it in parts unspeakable 
Loirae, I remember you telling that story when it first happen ....I can't believe you shared the horror of it all over again you poor dear .
You should both probably take a long hot relaxing bath
and try to erase these images from your mind.
BTW
Loirae, I remember you telling that story when it first happen ....I can't believe you shared the horror of it all over again you poor dear .
You should both probably take a long hot relaxing bath
and try to erase these images from your mind. BTW
Well, I normally sleep on my side, and this time am very grateful for it.
It's a bit strange typing all this standing up, but I'll get used to it.
My bet is that Duiveltje will run off to the harsh jungles of Belgium. She might pop in from a cybercafé somewhere in Maastricht.
I think I'll turn in my votes today, because this quest is really driving me mad. I'm sure I haven't found all of you, but oh well...that's life.
It's a bit strange typing all this standing up, but I'll get used to it.
My bet is that Duiveltje will run off to the harsh jungles of Belgium. She might pop in from a cybercafé somewhere in Maastricht.
I think I'll turn in my votes today, because this quest is really driving me mad. I'm sure I haven't found all of you, but oh well...that's life.
