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the freelancer men are from mars woman are from somwhere els
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Thu Nov 13, 2003 6:31 pm
just then, a glowing door appears, and jim and dink slip through it, and they enter into...
Men are from mars, women from somewhere else
Men are from mars, women from somewhere else
Thu Nov 13, 2003 6:43 pm
...the land without bathrooms! They were caught in the middle of the final battle between the natives and the remnant of the Sombrero brother's invasion force (later to be known as the battle of sh*tpile 3) The stench was overpowering, even to Dink who hadn't bathed in 11 years. They figured it would be best to escape from the battle scene by...
Thu Nov 13, 2003 9:50 pm
clicking there heals together 3 times and being whisked away to....
Men are from mars, women from somewhere else
Men are from mars, women from somewhere else
Fri Nov 14, 2003 1:34 am
...Sgt. Judhir'yakkino Xagtriwaaag, his new arch-nemesis (as if he didn't have enough of those), accompanied by his left-hand man (well, not quite man, more like half goose, half mantis) Gewsioppy Dligwab, and his right-hand man (half dolphin, half poodle + quarter zebra, don't ask how), Ykyxin Ostuj, sgt.'s middle hand remaining unmanned for the time being...
(Meanwhile, The Sombrero Brothers decided to make a final push, in order to make the natives go away, the sh*t that they were treasuring/amounting there was way too precious to abandon, so they used depleted mayonaise shells, their secret weapon... Anyway, back to the story...)
The evil sgt. said: "blwaiiyos qoihpsgv eihnboppun... Ahem! Sorry. You have brought shame to uor military organisation, and for that you will pay dearly! But! No, not butt, I do have 4 of those, but not butt! Before we exterminate you, and do funny tricks with your random bodyparts, mostly those usually confined, I want you to meet my left-hand man, Gewsioppy Dligwab..."
Jim interrupted with: "pleasure to meet you, sir..."
Sgt. "Ahem! ...And my right hand, Ykyxin Ostuj..."
Jim: "pleasure to meet you too... You must be a very busy man, especially on lonely saturday nights..."
...After which sgt. busted out (from his 2nd-from-the-left-ass) the miniature-house launcher, ready to fire. Fortunately enough, Jim...
Edited by - Chetnik on 14-11-2003 01:36:17
(Meanwhile, The Sombrero Brothers decided to make a final push, in order to make the natives go away, the sh*t that they were treasuring/amounting there was way too precious to abandon, so they used depleted mayonaise shells, their secret weapon... Anyway, back to the story...)
The evil sgt. said: "blwaiiyos qoihpsgv eihnboppun... Ahem! Sorry. You have brought shame to uor military organisation, and for that you will pay dearly! But! No, not butt, I do have 4 of those, but not butt! Before we exterminate you, and do funny tricks with your random bodyparts, mostly those usually confined, I want you to meet my left-hand man, Gewsioppy Dligwab..."
Jim interrupted with: "pleasure to meet you, sir..."
Sgt. "Ahem! ...And my right hand, Ykyxin Ostuj..."
Jim: "pleasure to meet you too... You must be a very busy man, especially on lonely saturday nights..."
...After which sgt. busted out (from his 2nd-from-the-left-ass) the miniature-house launcher, ready to fire. Fortunately enough, Jim...
Edited by - Chetnik on 14-11-2003 01:36:17
Fri Nov 14, 2003 2:11 am
Produced a subspace time/space/string oscillating displacement intrication defebrillating module which was the size and shape of an English regulation golf ball, only it was transparent and had a neon tangerine orange glow to it.
He gripped the module in his right hand, covered his eyes with his left (he has no middle hand, as such) and squeezed it to activate the module.
A bright series of spherical light orbs shot out of the module and engulfed the Sgt., his left and right hand adjutants and shrank them into objects smaller than quarks.
Dink, who had been trying to figure how he actually could become Jim's middle hand was groping at Jim. Jim smacked him away with a classsic NFL forearm shivver.
Now exultant, Jim looked about for a publican where he could savor a hearty quaff of celebratory beverage.......
He gripped the module in his right hand, covered his eyes with his left (he has no middle hand, as such) and squeezed it to activate the module.
A bright series of spherical light orbs shot out of the module and engulfed the Sgt., his left and right hand adjutants and shrank them into objects smaller than quarks.
Dink, who had been trying to figure how he actually could become Jim's middle hand was groping at Jim. Jim smacked him away with a classsic NFL forearm shivver.
Now exultant, Jim looked about for a publican where he could savor a hearty quaff of celebratory beverage.......
Fri Nov 14, 2003 10:12 am
Having had his brain smashed out by a bit of lemon wrapped around a large gold brick, Jim found himself, not for the first or last time, in a severe drunken mess. Suddenly Juni appeared in the corner of the bar. He stumbled over to her a gave her a huuuge hug. Suddenly his vision cleared and he realized...