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Julie Andrews Posted Feb 6, 2003
I'll get you, my pretty!
And your little Thog to!
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
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Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. Posted Feb 6, 2003
::Thog's lightning-quick reflexes jolt into action and he quickly drops the shotgun and draws his nailguns, smacking new 15,000-round clips into them as he simultaneously raises and takes aim::
THRACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKAAAAAAAATHRACKACKAAAA
THRACK! THRACKAAA!
::peering through the thick smoke, Thog is horrified
to see that the 30,000 nails now embedded in Miss Andrews are seeming to have no effect whatsoever, as she is still advancing upon him with that disurbing look in her eye::
AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH!!!! RUN AWAY...er... I MEAN REGROUP!!!! EVERYBODY BACK THROUGH THE PORTAL!!!! REGROUP!!!!
::Thog blows three short blasts on his R'nAwy horn to signal the general retreat and then 
like the wind back to the portal from which the BFG's entered this 
ing hellhole in the first place::
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Pierre de la Mer ~ sometimes slightly worried but never panicking ~ Posted Feb 6, 2003
ABANDON PLANET!
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Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. Posted Feb 6, 2003
WHOEVER MAKES IT BACK FIRST, ARM THE NUKES!!!! ARM THE NUKES, I SAY!!!
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Pierre de la Mer ~ sometimes slightly worried but never panicking ~ Posted Feb 6, 2003
:: fires a round of silver bullets at the fake, penguin-clad, frolickly singing nun, that chases them ::
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Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. Posted Feb 6, 2003
::stops for a moment to see if the silver bullets worked::
I think she/it /likes/ silver!!!
::remembers he has another rocket stashed in his loincloth... pulls it out, drops it into his launcher, and fires, then takes off running again without waiting to see if it worked or not::
FWOOOOOOOMMMMP
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Pierre de la Mer ~ sometimes slightly worried but never panicking ~ Posted Feb 7, 2003
:: the blast of the rocket affects the azimut calibrator so much that the entire wormhole controller server net crashes. after an automatic restart noone knows where the wormhole will end... ::
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Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. Posted Feb 7, 2003
::hesitates for a moment, but sees the penguin lady gaining on them::
it!
::leaps into the wormhole::
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Dr Deckchair Funderlik Posted Feb 8, 2003
::Falls, drunk, into wormhole. Is pleasantly surprised to discover that it is a Tequila wormhole::
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Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant Posted Feb 8, 2003
*inadvertantly sits on Dr. Deckchair*
Sorry!
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Dr Deckchair Funderlik Posted Feb 8, 2003
::Makes a chair for Mr C, from pipe cleaners::
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Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant Posted Feb 8, 2003
Oooh, fuzzy!
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Linus...42, i guess that makes me the answer... Posted Feb 9, 2003
i'm feeling a\ bit fuzzy too. I forgot to eat my salted peanuts
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Post Team Posted Feb 9, 2003
Is Julie still chasing us or did she get deflated by the wormhole? 
shazz 
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Linus...42, i guess that makes me the answer... Posted Feb 9, 2003
we can only hope
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Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant Posted Feb 10, 2003
There're no peanuts, but we do have salty 
.
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Post Team Posted Feb 10, 2003
That'll do - stir up the thirst some more!
BTW... anyone know how we actually get OUT of this black hole?
shazz
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Feisor - -0- Generix I made it back - sortof ... Posted Feb 11, 2003
LURKER ALERT!!!
Do 
s eat worms???
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- 4781: Julie Andrews (Feb 6, 2003)
- 4782: Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. (Feb 6, 2003)
- 4783: Pierre de la Mer ~ sometimes slightly worried but never panicking ~ (Feb 6, 2003)
- 4784: Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. (Feb 6, 2003)
- 4785: Pierre de la Mer ~ sometimes slightly worried but never panicking ~ (Feb 6, 2003)
- 4786: Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. (Feb 6, 2003)
- 4787: Pierre de la Mer ~ sometimes slightly worried but never panicking ~ (Feb 7, 2003)
- 4788: Thog the Loinclothed One, God of BLEEP!, Bearer of Nailguns... Hm. (Feb 7, 2003)
- 4789: Dr Deckchair Funderlik (Feb 8, 2003)
- 4790: Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant (Feb 8, 2003)
- 4791: Dr Deckchair Funderlik (Feb 8, 2003)
- 4792: Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant (Feb 8, 2003)
- 4793: Linus...42, i guess that makes me the answer... (Feb 9, 2003)
- 4794: Post Team (Feb 9, 2003)
- 4795: Linus...42, i guess that makes me the answer... (Feb 9, 2003)
- 4796: Post Team (Feb 9, 2003)
- 4797: Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant (Feb 10, 2003)
- 4798: Post Team (Feb 10, 2003)
- 4799: Linus...42, i guess that makes me the answer... (Feb 11, 2003)
- 4800: Feisor - -0- Generix I made it back - sortof ... (Feb 11, 2003)
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