Your browser does not seem to support JavaScript. As a result, your viewing experience will be diminished, and you have been placed in read-only mode.
Please download a browser that supports JavaScript, or enable it if it's disabled (i.e. NoScript).
OV jumps up, "Sure!"
What are we singing
------------------ Always remember this. All murderers, no matter how cruel and evil, only have blood on their hands. Not in their heart -Me (url="http://"http://www.gameranger.com")GameRanger--Sß-Overrider720(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.boardgame.f2s.com/cgi-bin/ikonboard//ikonboard.cgi")BoardGame(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.magleague.com")MaG League- Overrider(/url) The Underdogs Smiles:(url="http://"http://community.theunderdogs.org/smiley/gallery.htm")Underdog Smiles(/url) (url="http://"http://www.nova6.pautsch.com/forum/intro.lasso?bypass_cookie=si")Nova6's Webboard(/url) | (url="http://"http://evforums.n3.net")Unnoficial EV Forums(/url)
What do you with a drunken sailor, what do you do with a druken sailor, what do you do with a drunken sailor, early in the morning.
------------------ "That was quick." "Well you know, when you don't do it right it doesn't take as long."
(This message has been edited by El Spamo (edited 02-25-2002).)
Do you know the rest? I was allways wondering what thay did with him. ------------------ "Time is only a guide line"
(This message has been edited by 9024 (edited 02-25-2002).)
OV joins along. Soon he stops. There's a knock on the door and Evil pop stars walk in!!!!!!
_Shave his body with a rusty razor, shave his body with a rusty razor, shave his body with a rusty razor, early in the morning. _
sigh
Once again, the cans of the ass-whoop must be broken out. 9024, will you do the honors please?
These are not my pants!
Bobby!
Bobbbbeeeeeee!!!
Bobby's pants!
These are not my PANTS!!!
Man, I wish I had those pants.
These are not my pants. I don't know whose they are.
They smell a lot like Bobby's. Cause he likes to fart -Five Iron Frenzy:Quantity is Job 1 EP. Get it. Now.
------------------ Don't Know, Don't Care, Don't Bother me about it The
9024 boots the first "Evil pop star" out the door, shoots another one in the foot with his rail gun (making him run out the door triping over the first and knocking him self out), and force feeds the last the explosive jelly beans, thros him through the window and..........
........................!!!BANG!!!.......... (hehehee)
------------------ "Time is only a guide line"
9024, you can be the Bouncer as one of your jobs here. Now, as your first task, please throw the (Temporairily InsaneŞ) Journalist out the window. Or, you can squeeze him into a can of GreenyBlueŞ. Your choice.
And, as the standard equipment for an interplanetary, time-and-space-traveling bar... Hands over the Mallet of Whacking, the Armor of Bouncers, and the Laser Gun of Searing and Uncomftrable BurnsŞ. I have a Ş thing going on today. (Approximate Ş's in post: 3.)
------------------ I think, therefore iMac.
ummm.....thanks 9024 takes the armour and weapons (puts them on the bar for the moment). he then ties some rope to the Journalists leg, and throws him insanely kicking and screaming out the window........... then remembering the rope drags him back in (still kicking and screaming), with the help of OV manages to stuf him in to a GreenyBlue can and (geting carryed away) attempts without sucsess to flush him down the old toilet at the back..flush..flush..giving up he finaly throws him out again (with out the rope)
"then then then then and and and and..........."
(This message has been edited by 9024 (edited 03-02-2002).)
And what the hell am I? Chopped liver? I thought I was the bouncer around here. Picks 9024 up by the seat of his shiny new armor and pitches him out the nearest window. 9024 crawls back in a minute or two later
Shiny armor. Pah. Big guns. Pah. All you really need is a good pitching arm.
9024 crawls over to the corner gets up and looks out the window to see where the Journalist has got to, well he says to El spamo im the new boucer. ..........beeep..ouch!* El spamo swings around looking for the person that just gave him a wedgy* ..... looking down to see what he stept on, A large remote with a polkadoted button in the middle sat there. 9024 picks it up and presses the botton a few times.....beep,beep,beep.........
ive just been reading through the history of the bars in the officers club, why dont you move the bar through time and space again? so theres somthing better to look at than my broken down human missile frigget MISSILE FRIGGET.... new ship from my latest plug (ive got about 25) im not going to tell you what it has in the way of arment (its big though) because i might put the plug on the internet (my first one on the internet), knowing me i probably wont though. (please excuse spelling!)
(This message has been edited by 9024 (edited 03-05-2002).)
Quote
Originally posted by Danielnma: **9024, you can be the Bouncer as one of your jobs here. Now, as your first task, please throw the (Temporairily InsaneŞ) Journalist out the window. Or, you can squeeze him into a can of GreenyBlueŞ. Your choice.
**
Only temporarily? Damn!
I was hoping I would be completely insane!
Obviously nobody else's got that CD. They're the insane ones. Not me!
------------------ The Journalist Was Here.
Oooh, there's gonna be some big explosions now sonny. Spamo rolls up his sleeves
Push the button again fool. I DARE you.
(quote)Originally posted by El Spamo: **I DARE you.:D finding that the remote has run out of batterys he tosses it to the ground for some other person to step on. The macanics from the missile frigget out side come in and order drinks.
------------------ "Time is only a guide line" **
About 20 minutes later, Spamo returns to the bar dragging a huge barrel behind him.
"Hey everyone! I found a secret pirate's stash of GreenyBlue! Drink up!"
With that, he punches a hole in the side of the barrel as everyone gleefully fills up their pints.
Okay, we're moving through Time and SpaceŞ again. Hold on to your pants! Spamo's pants abruptly fall down Wedgie time!!!
and I think I'll have some of that Greenyblue.... (laughs maniacally)
weeeeeeeeeeeee..... where we going? and what about my ship??? "since we got sooo much GreenyBlue, why dont we have a drinking contest?" says 9024 filling his insainly large jug of a glass "the person who wins gets new batterys (2 AA) an the remote i droped back there" 9024 jumps just ahead of El spamo and grabes the remote.
Drinking contest eh?
Spamo rolls up his sleeves, grabs a 5-gallon bucket and fills it up To my health, and that cursed remote!
*glug, glug, glug, glug, refill, glug, glug, glug, glug, refill, glug, glug, glug. * Ladies and gentlemen, I have drunk 57% of the available GreenyBlue.
I win.
9024 gives the remote to El Spamo, hesatating he then hands over the batterys.... noatesing that the bar had stoped travling through time and space, he looks outside and findes the bar floating in space with a battle going on outside (cantharan.V.Ishiman), 9024 jumpes out into his ship (with the bar tethered to it) flicking on his personal force feild..............
OOooo, pretty colors.
Explosions are neat.