

Tulip my beautiful contact stick, poi and a sadly neglected devilstick. I think it had angel sticks with it somewhere (firey handsticks as well as a firey devilstick) but haven't played with them for so long.... and of course, young molly mole, who aspires to great juggling prowess, but is hampered by the shortness of her paws and the complete absence of the ability to hold anything with just one paw. She is the little furry blur that is my avatar, in her christmas incarnation as the mole of war.



Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

Love is the law.
Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
KITTENS!!!!
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]



Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
KITTENS!!!!
Feed me Chocolate!!! Feed me NOW!

Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

: 
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

Love is the law.

Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
Love is the law.

Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

Love is the law.

But yes, not too much bouncing
stop that.

Love is the law.
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

Love is the law.