<Mumble> Now I can't see the vegemite sandwiches...
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<Mumble> Now I can't see the vegemite sandwiches...
In the darkness Mr. P pondered what the Squid had been proposterously pontificating about.
He raised a furry paw to the side of his beak and brushed away a few crumbs of bread stuck in the vegimite.
"The saga had run its course..... How could it run its course if, of course, it never had a course?" He wondered. "The thread had been hijacked in so many different directions, and through it all Daisy had retained a certain degree of poise, despite the ocassional cephalapodicidal tendencies that arose whenever Chinese restaurants were mentioned. How would Daisy feel about her sudden demise? Was this the Squid's ultimate revenge on Daisy and her dames, having the Uber-Tech rgharper flick the switch on the whole thing?"
His monotreme brain struggled with the existential void before him.......
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It is my pure and virtuous heart that
gives me the strength of ten!
(Sorry, I thought everyone had left.)
<click>
Bwa, ha, ha! Victory is mine! Darkness reigns supreme! :flames:
<thud> <bump> Ouch, damn it! Stubbed my tentacle! :mad:
Ya miscounted clicks. The first one was OFF, the second one was ON. The room is therefore fully lighted now. Maybe you need to get those eyes checked ... or quit wearing your sunglasses at night. :cool:Quote:
Originally Posted by El_Squid
Then in from the dark of night, glided Petronella .. with an elegance that no-one on the Prehistoric Planet had ever seen. She wore jewels so rich and bright that not even the quickest, slickest, light turner-off-er could dim. Her hair fell in wonderful tresses over her proud shoulders. She was at least 5'7" high and that was without high heels. Her age was one of those indeterminate ones .. but her wisdom was much beyond her years. She had been to the Chinese Restaurant the night before in the company of a most delightful man. She thought him wonderful, but could not commit because he was too keen on Chinese and it had repeated on her all night, so she couldn't face Chinese again.Quote:
Originally Posted by houseisland
She glided to the left, saying as she moved out of sight ......
"It's time to blow this popsicle stand (or ice lolly kiosk as the case may be)!" And she headed off down the street.
As she rounded the corner past the sleazy Taco Del Mar, the Squid and Ahab caught sight of her in the dim pool light thrown by the street light (courtesy of rgharper). She was wearing a low cut red dress that was at least a size too tight (and ever so right), and ontop of her 4 inch spike heels she had legs that just didn't stop.
The Squid sensed trouble with a capital T! "Milling mackerel," he thought to himself, "this babe's got more curves than a school of jellyfish. She's packing twin 38's for sure, and they ain't Smith & Wessons, if you get my drift. Man oh man, she flaps my trench coat!"
Ahab felt his peg leg stand to attention.
The Squid leaned back against his sedan and lit a smoke, tossing the still flaming match on the sidewalk. He pulled his fedora down over his mantle at a rakish angle and watched her approach.
She stopped and smiled at the Squid, "Hey.... tall, dark and squishy, do you know how to whistle?"
The Squid took a casual drag on his cigarette, thinking, "Damn!! What I wouldn't do for lips right now!!"
In the darkness of the back alley, Daisy whispered to Moby, "Who does that bitch think she is sauntering in here like that?"
The whale muttered, "I've about had enough. I'm takin' all three of em out, now!" And he reached for his piece.
Suddenly a half-eaten vegemite sandwich caught him on the side of head........
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It is my pure and virtuous heart that
gives me the strength of ten!
Suddenly squishy wrote a song.In a foreign language he didn't even understand.
But....That red dressed mama had to be sung to and instinctively he knew that.
Curses he said"I must have been out of the water to long I'm falling apart like
my aunties 5th marriage".
What to do next....He reached deeply in a pocket he didn't have and pulled out
his............
......half-eaten vegemite sandwich !!
Petronella glanced at the motley crew in front, behind, and peeping out from under their ..... and thought, 'oh where is that beautiful man I accompanied to the Chinese Restaurant? I really must find him again. Perhaps I can persuade him away from his awful ways with Chow Mein and Chopsticks...?'
She gave a disdainful look at the various attempts to catch her eye or even her .....
....and glided off down the street, head held high ... but secretly wondering if any of the possible suitors would pursue ...
... a career in Aviation Mechanics! Call now, and enroll in Ron Popeille's Aviation Mechanics and Certified Genius Inventor College.
<Blam!>
A shot rang out and the commercial narrator slumped forward in his comfy chair, ... dead! Petronella, Daisy, Ahab, El Squid and Moby all looked at each other, wondering "whodunnit" and why? The dead narrator slid down a little further and fell off the chair, onto the garishly colored shag carpet. <thud>
Then, from a darkened recess behind the announcer's booth, stepped Tommy, still gripping a smoking Colt 45 in his right hand. Gone was the childish expression from his face, replaced by an ice cold mask of disdain. "See you in hell, narrator!" he growled, shoving the piece into the waistband of his kilt.
He looked at the startled expressions of the five people, er, creatures, then focused on Petronella. "Why's a classy dame like you hanging around these sea-faring losers? Let's you and me go somewhere private and make ourselves comfortable." Which would have been more effective, if Tommy hadn't been 4 foot six inches tall and looked like Howdy Doody.
Petronella snickered ...
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Originally Posted by El_Squid
...but said delightfully, 'you're very cute, but you're not the hunk who played so deftly with his Chopsticks. Where is he, oh my heart longs for him, but I can't, I can't go through that again, not that night over the Beansprouts .. ohh my heart...oh my aching heart...who will rescue me?'
Without a moment passing a kind lady named Mags who understood english language better than me,Said"Welcome to my world.Well, thank you I replied.Just then HowdyDoody wobbled up and said"Gheppetto where does he live that idiot son of his knows something about whales".I know he isn,t Jonah.The Jonah that idiot boy HowdyDoody was thinking about is here...http://www.jonahmovie.com/ Gheppetto walked by with his wood boy but, for some strange reason Gheppetto had grown out of proportion from being around Pinocchio too much.Well, heck!!said"Mags I may as well, squish squish noises was in the background............
"Ah, its chopsticks she likes!" the eavesdropping cephalopod thought to himself and scuttled off to the kitchen of the malodorous Taco Del Mar. A brief search turned up a fistful, er, tentacleful of the Asian dining sticks, which he grabbed and ran off with, posthaste.
In the privacy of the darkened alley, El Squid took a chopstick in each tentacle and proceeded to assault a large, steaming bowl of Ramen. After an half hour of excessive effort, the squishy one was no better at handling chopsticks than before, but he had managed to knit himself a lovely noodle sweater.
...Daisy peeped out from behind gun-slinging Tommy to see what was happening?
...Petronella gazed in wonder at the Jonah's with Big Ideas and VeggieTale Movies and also at the delightful new Noodle Sweater Store that had just been opened by the 81 year old Queen of the Prehistoric Planet.
But Petronella still looked wistful and sad.....
She analysed herself and realised it wasn't the Chopsticks that had drawn her to HIM, it was the way he handled them. Not even a multi-million-tentacled cephla-something could equal that.
She thought that somewhere amongst the 5,276 visitors to the Planet, there must be ONE .. oh ONE alone ... who could (violins playing) make her heart sing ...
She wandered off into the ....
....chopstick fantasies she had been in for some time.
Luckily most of her evenings away from the elaborate stores and gambling away her lifes savings gave her time for.............