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Jeeves Saves Christmas the Cow Creamer!


I HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS!

Teeheehee! They're going to paint each other's nails and have a pillow fight later.





Will you take us to Mount Splashmore? Will you take us to Mount Splashmore? Will you take us to Mount Splashmore? Will you take us to Mount Splashmore? Will you take us to Mount Splashmore?


But the kilts, sir. Think of the kilts.

...kilts?






I recognize you! Your valet went before me for gross indecency, didn't he?



Somewhere in Africa, starving children are crying for those rolls.


I wonder what he's eating? It looks like one of those deep fried crispy noodles you get as an appetizer in Chinese restaurants.

Jeeves, this is serious! Rex Morgan's been shot by the Peruvian gang leader!







Jeeves! Hurry! He's all soapy and you're missing it!




I came








to see if you needed any more soap, sir.

A letter arrived for you, Mr. Wooster.

It says, "Greetings Bertie Wqooster! I am Prince Zibaba of Nigeria and I need your assistance . I ahve acquired a large sum of money but I am without an heir. For a small favor the inheritance can be yours. Please click here and enter your credit card number, PIN, social security number, driver's license number, and the names of your next of kin and household pets."

It sounds serious, Jeeves! I'd better help the poor blighter out.

It just occurred to me that if he ever needed to get out of the tub in a hurry he would probably end up using the ducky as a sort of fig leaf. This needs to happen very soon.





I must draw you.




Turn a little to the left, Jean-Claude; I long to capture the playful quality of your buttocks.






















Aaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwww.

Huhuhuhuh stiffy's puuuuuuuuurdy

I want Stiffy's wardrobe. She just looks cute all the time. Too bad she's evil. But I still want her wardrobe.





Stephen Fry is one of the few people I know of who can make a "gay face".






It's Friday night at the Ganymede Club. (cue thumping techno music)

Well, for heaven's sake, they don't even taste like strawberries.

NOSE.





"I could feel Teleny's hot and panting breath against my lips. Below, our knees touched, and I felt something hard press against my..." Waaaaaait a minute; this isn't "The Ghost of Moreton Manor" at all!

Jeeves, you blighter! Have you been mucking up my library again!?











MEEP MEEP!



Knucklehead.







Don't mention the war.




OMG GLOVE

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Have you tried interlibrary loans and other nifty stuff like that? I checked mine out from the University of Iowa library (and then bought a copy, because, hey, a girl needs at least one smutty book in her collection). I bet some library somewhere around you has got it!