... a gigantic eagle had snatched Miss M and Mr M. and was flying off with them to......
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... a gigantic eagle had snatched Miss M and Mr M. and was flying off with them to......
Somewhereistan
So Miss M thought she would change her attire so she rummaged around and found Oz's big bouncy avatar outfit and thought.....
Nup that should be banned and instead got....
into a nice little two peice Elle Mcpherson number, and then smilling to herself she..............
... woke up and looked around. "What a strange dream that was. Here I am still on the Trans Siberian express. I must have dozed off for awhile there." There was a knock at the cabin door ...
"enter" said Ms M. In walked Mr M " sleep well dear, you were very restless duing the night, have a bad dream did we?" Ms M stared intently at him for a monment and then said.................
What the????......
... hell are you doing wearing my underpants on your head?
"no" said Mr M "this is my new fire blanket"
"Nonsense!" replied the little detective. "You've been auditioning for that awful dance group: the Hole in the Drawers Collective! Don't try to deny it!"
"We-e-ell'" wheedled Mr M. "You know I've always had a hankering to be a clog ...."
..dancer, but his musing were interrupted when suddenly, from somewhere near Kempsey, NSW came a horrible, deformed creature. Clad in a red flannelette shirt, scratching his beard and telling tales of woe from the trans Siberian Adventure.
"Hovo is dead !" he screamed.
"Felled by the axe of deletion, never to return."
Sadly, however, the force is not to be defeated so easily and the horrible pitiful creature you see before you is his reincarnation. Caliban, the tempestuous beast. Hovo tried to warn you of the dangers of the rip in the fabric of the universe. Now he is its latest victim. Dragged behind a speeding train across frozen tundra would have killed someone less powerful in the force of the rip, but like Roger, he is at his most dangerous when he is dead.
Hovo is gone and only this sad creature remains. After this post no mention will ever be made of the poor fool again.
maker working with all the wonderful wood but I was drawn........Quote:
Originally Posted by Driver
to the previous message of doom to a forumite.....
HEY EVERY BODY hOVOS DEAD.............alas poor hove er who cares
anyway lets head for the rip and the boat and then we will.............
.... build a branch line to the craporium (via the local rubbity dub of course) there we will .................
all leave a nasty little sample of last night's dinner for Mrs Oz, that ought to keep ther detectives busy for a while doing the pathology and forensics and whatever else pushes their buttons (possibly using mrs major's phone ;) )
... meanwhile, back in the jungle, Tarzan was trying to extract Zed's finger from...
the trans siberian express drivers............................
....large red...
apple
The trouble is it was a toffee apple and Tarzan ended up glued to Zed so....
all the sticky gooey mess was flung onto the nearest ant nest
"Good!" thought the toffee apple. "An ant's nest is the best place for Zed and Tarzan - together they make a very sticky gooey mess!"
With that, the toffee apple sprouted legs, spun round twice, clipped on his clogs and clattered off - looking for the Rip.
However ...
Ms M seeing all this turned to Mr M and said .....................
'Next thing will be robots and naval type people turning up I suppose'
and right on cue, the train was suddenly the scene of one white coat clad technician, several smelly sailors, five large robots and twenty one nuns and last (and certainly least) a gaggle of clog dancers collectively wearing...
.... knickers on their heads so that....
They closely resembled Muslim teararseists coming home from....
... Ireland after a long pub crawl
which was just as well because sober they'd never survive the sight of the mother farquar trying to retieve her knickers from the clog dancing collective, who were balancing on the edge of...
Read my post at the start of this one.
So is it a literary masterpiece yet? :cool: :cool:Quote:
Originally Posted by
which was just as well because sober they'd never survive the sight of the mother farquar trying to retieve her knickers from the clog dancing collective, who were balancing on the edge of...
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just to keep the thought going. :D
......a runaway carraige heading at breakneck speed towards the TSE and if it hits then all................................
the platform at Usednickerstan.
Just then Midge appeared saying, gees Oz, what have you started?
... but was it really Midge?????????
he's in Finland......
aint he ?????????
Does the TSE go through Finland?????????
Only if it fails to stop at the Moscow terminus!
It wasn't long before the intrepid troll hunter, having despatched his quarry, leaving the monster a mere pile of river gravel in it's native Finland, was called to the Wilds of Latvia and Estonia, but the new troll was far too cunning and had long gone.
The insect arrived in St Petersburg a mere hour before Driver's post, determined to catch Moriarty on the Express, perhaps in a few days he would be in Moscow, and with just a little luck would catch the monster before the Gobi Desert brought new challenges.
(and if you buggers think I'm going to add any more to this thread in the next week or three, I fear you could be sadly mistaken!!)
:D :D :D
Amazing how the troll hunter just happened to pop up out of nowhere
just long enough to raise the subject (much to 's disgust) of buggers.Quote:
Originally Posted by Alias Ralph
He also threw in a spelling mistake (it's instead of its) just to prove he is actually on holidays and therefore doesn't give a damn about the Queen's English. (which also breaks the rules of this thread, as set by the axe wielding mongrel)
all of a sudden after 1 weeks kip on the TSE, our travellers awake to the sound of...............................................