Originally posted by coquette74. Mr. Org decided that, in order to keep peace within the Org household, he'd better heed his mates request and so made his "last move" of the day and grabbed his Big Stick. As he left the cave he said,"If me not back by time big yellow ball come out of ground send boy to look for me down near "wet hole". Mrs. Org grunted, "Whatever".
73. Of course, over the millennia, there were several "stone ages," including up to the 60's through the new millennium, but we revert back to the first stone age, the one with stone tools and weapons.
Originally posted by coquette76. When Org Jr arrived at the wet hole he found Org Sr sitting on his haunches poking his Big Stick into the water. Org Jr said, " Org what you do?" Org replied with a sigh, " Me just thinking about life and what me doing. Is it just me or is there more to it than getting up every day and going out to kill some animal for food and repeating all over next time big yellow ball comes out of ground?" Org Jr looked deep into his fathers eyes and said , "Hey what I look like soothsayer? Come on Org let's go back to cave and continue our game". Org said, "Good plan Org Jr but what will your mother say?" Org Jr replied, " Org, who wears loincloth in this family anyway?" Org smiled and answered, " OK we ask first."
75. And so, when the big yellow ball sank and the sky became dark, lit only by the sloft glowing white ball, and org did not return, young orgy was sent down to the wet hole by Mrs. Org to remind Mr. Org to bring back dinner.
Originally posted by Great Big Stees😀
76. When Org Jr arrived at the wet hole he found Org Sr sitting on his haunches poking his Big Stick into the water. Org Jr said, " Org what you do?" Org replied with a sigh, " Me just thinking about life and what me doing. Is it just me or is there more to it than getting up every day and going out to kill some animal for food and repeating all over ...[text shortened]... ears loincloth in this family anyway?" Org smiled and answered, " OK we ask first."
Originally posted by Great Big Stees77. Org and Orgy cheerfully returned home... only to find an empty cave. Mama Org was nowhere around. Pops then noticed a hastily
76. When Org Jr arrived at the wet hole he found Org Sr sitting on his haunches poking his Big Stick into the water. Org Jr said, " Org what you do?" Org replied with a sigh, " Me just thinking about life and what me doing. Is it just me or is there more to it than getting up every day and going out to kill some animal for food and repeating all over ...[text shortened]... ears loincloth in this family anyway?" Org smiled and answered, " OK we ask first."
scratched note on the old gray family memo slate on the cleft shelf along the kitchen wall, "Don't wait up. Night out with the girls".
Originally posted by Grampy Bobby78. Org smiled, that knowing smile, and said to Orgy, " Well me think I go back to "wet hole" and get wet and I think me stay up late tonight. I will make end of Big Stick more pointy". A shiver coarsed through his body in anticipation of what he hoped would come later that evening. He reread the note hoping what he thought was between the lines actually was there.
77. Org and Orgy cheerfully returned home... only to find an empty cave. Mama Org was nowhere around. Pops then noticed a hastily
scratched note on the old gray family memo slate on the cleft shelf along the kitchen wall, "Don't wait up. Night out with the girls".
Originally posted by Great Big Stees79. Orgy poured over the complicated mid-game position for quite a long awhile
78. Org smiled, that knowing smile, and said to Orgy, " Well me think I go back to "wet hole" and get wet and I think me stay up late tonight. I will make end of Big Stick more pointy". A shiver coarsed through his body in anticipation of what he hoped would come later that evening. He reread the note hoping what he thought was between the lines actually was there.
and then, unable to decide his next move, brushed his teeth and went off to bed.
Originally posted by Grampy Bobby80. As young Orgy lay on his straw in the cave with the soft embers fading and a bone chilling howl of a wild creature nearby, he ruminated over the arrangement of stones, turning the possibilities over and over again in his primitive head, all the while, somehow, fantasizing about killing his elder male, yes, slaying him as he lay down to sleep next to elder mammum, opening the door for Freud to theorize about 8000 years hence.
79. Orgy poured over the complicated mid-game position for quite a long awhile
and then, unable to decide his next move, brushed his teeth and trundled off to bed.