*ahem* Let's start with something tame, shall we?
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| Ah, my love, thy nose hairs are so...so...blowy in yon breezy! Here, we have the traditional romance novel cover. Note how her hair blows in the opposite direction of his, no doubt representing the schism between their peoples. He is, without doubt, a...ummm...brawny and lowly yeoman of sorts...note his firm - ha ha "firm" - grasp upon that non-phallic sword! She, for shiznits...is...umm...I'm gonna go with either wayward wenchy nun or possibly a cross-dressing friar- check out that belt! Her tunic is slightly besmurffruffled, which was necessary in order for him to clearly inspect her nostril hairs for the source of the twin breezes that are wreaking a delightfully passionate havoc with their heads of hair. And, as he is engrossed (nay, entrapp-ed!) in her nose hairs, she is ummm...either trying to take his shirt off, looking for his *ahem- stodgy british voice* billfold! or possibly just tickling him. Who knows? And who cares? This guy's wearing PLEATHER PANTS! That's HAWT!!!! (note: when The Pebbles says "hawt" rather than HOTT! a mutating eye-roll is implied) Also, what dude runs around just carrying his sword like that? "Yup, got me a sword here" and whatnot. He looks like he's about to go all Johnny Appleseed across her fruited plain. And I mean that in a totes agricultural sense...really... Now, here we have something a bit more er...interesting. Yes! Interesting! |
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| I'm not trying to tear off your skirt, I'm DANCING WITH IT! AH! SKIRT! I LOVETH THEE SOOOO MUCH! MORE THAN THE HISTORICALLY INACCURATE TEXTILES YOU ARE MADE OF! OOOOOH YAAAAYAAAA, we've got us a totes bodice rippy cover! Their hair is even sort off almost going in the same direction! WOW! Except...I think there's something weird going on with her legs...what is up with her popping foot and her leg facing almost backwards...? Whatevs. Either way, he's totally holding her skirt like it's her hand, she's all "I'm just gonna flop back here" whilst he smooches upon her really uber prominent collar bone. One imagines there is some kind of music in the background as they have to be dancing for all the implied gyrations that appear to be occurring. Thus, the hoard of villagers with pitchforks and lanterns is, like in some movie from the 80s, coming to put a stop to all these wittle kids FUN!...or he's totes ripping on her bodice and the villagers are coming to prevent coitus. The Pebbles is willing to give the kids the benny of the doubt, after all, he clearly doesn't know how to get her skirt off... The Pebbles will be back with more! POST...sort of haste... :) |
