Last Stand; Kukri In Hand

I thought he already had one each of the interesting colored ones and was headed back to the cave???

Bad enough to hoard the Durbas, but this... :mad:
 
Munk there is much to be learned about human nature and the reality of war in this thread.

Read it again.

This time, though, imagine how it would change if one or two of us suddenly got killed by an alien.
 
Suddenly, in mid-sentence, Danny is struck by an Alien death-bolt.


Being a real ninja type, it of course doesn't kill him, but it does sting real bad and leaves an ugly scar...
 
It stings like hell!
Hit me right in the kidneys.
It hurts to turn around now and my pee has changed colors...
 
In typical ninja fashion, the Swedish Bikini Ski Team notices Dannys new scar and remarks about how "manly" it is...

In the meantime, the hoards of scum have noticed that aside from a few remarkably accurate sniper rounds, the earthlings in the Khompound (even they have started spelling it that way) have shown little respect or even concern about their invasion. In fact, they see it as a shocking level of confidence and decided that if we were so secure, that they have probably picked the wrong planet to mess with.

Based on their utter failure to impress us, they have packed up their bags, built two little roadside plaques describing their "peaceful first contact" (talk about spin doctoring), had their pictures taken with the Swedish Bikini Ski Team, and departed.

They even negotiated with the great General Nasty on their way out...trading a machine that mass produces Heineken for pennies per vat in exchange for a Bilton and two kardas with 5 minutes worth of rust on them.

Pass the mutton tray this way please...
 
I'll bring a tin of pot brownies for the enemy and with that "chemical warfare" they will beat a retreat to the nearest Burger King.
 
The aliens have contacted me...it seems that as they were leaving, Yvsa snuck onboard. While they think he's a great guy, he keeps trying to pick fights with the biggest, meanest and ugliest of the aliens and is generally making a pain in the arse of himself onboard racing his weapons o' war rollator all around the decks.

They want to know what they can offer us to take him back...
 
Sigh! Should have stockpiled more medication. No telling what'll happen next, but I'm guessing it won't be pretty...
 
Tell them to set him back on Earth immediately- he developes massive diarhea in space, regardless of the environmental controls or sophistication of the ship. Get Him Down Fast, if you value your environmental integrity.

munk
 
They've not responded...I fear it's too late.

Yvsa...when you bring the ship back, drop it off in Nepal...the kamis can probably make great Khukris with their metal!
 
Only eight pages long? Figured it ought to have more legs than eight measley pages. Where's the spirit that... never mind!







;)
 
You can change the number of posts per page...
 
Well see we have some problems here.

DIJ is apparently taking the afternoon off for a complete screening of all the Dunes. It Sting just came out for the semi-climatic knife fight of death and either Danny is either giggling like a school girl or else there is a school girl in their with DIJ, and I hope he gets to watch the movie.

HollowDweller and Munk are both apparently reprising the roles of Bush and Gore from the 2000 election to keep someone amused. God knows who. Today is better than the previous episode when they were doing a "dream match" Clinton Vs Regan. I was hoping for an Ashley Renee vs Jennifer Garner match up, but someone didn't call and offer them a spot.

Sarge had put Bruise to work pedaling a foot powered grinding belt setup, apparently he has decided that not a kuhk is sharp enough for this Mans last stand. I asked for a Super Sarge knife, but was told to but out, just my luck.

I was keeping a careful eye on the pharmacy, but when Yvsa exploded and his excreta blocked out the sun, I went inside for Binocs ( Hey those roto thingy's are expensive, maybe the insurance company will give me a bonus if they can recover it), and came back out to find about a half dozen cantinistas had already emptied the stash. You told me you wanted the pharm complete so they got it all.

I just feel for who ever ate the whole jar of muscle relaxers. They were mixed in with the diuretics and laxatives. Otta be easy to find him though, he'll be dehydrated and will certainly leave a trail. Normally I wouldn't mix pills like that, but we had to put the walosi mix in something airtight didn't we?

No one has seen the Saint in a couple of days. I fear the SBT finally wore him out. I sent out a tube of topical painreliever incase of phebitis, I hope he didn't work up any blisters. I'm concerned that the Ducks are heading south and he'll be too weak to fly. Not my house, if Munk wants to put him up for the winter, I'm not saying a word.

Uncle Bill just called, no one has bought the DOTD from 2 weeks ago and he is pissed. They closed the casino in Reno and there hasn't been a Heineken delivery in two weeks either. Yangdu is apparently being an angel as always.

Since I own a ka-bar or two, (but I never use them, only keep them around to keep the heretics away) they wouldn't let me join the cluib, I could only be support personnel, everyone else got the special handshake, the password, and apparently new shoes, they've all been walking around kinda funny. I think I'm heading back to Kentucky. Them aliens never made it passed the Mississippi, the boys on this side of the river held 'em back. If I hurry there's a rumor that UB found a sweet Durba M-43 the Dust bunnies had been hoarding under a sofa..... I offered him two cases of Heineken for it and he agreed, I just have to pick it up on the way home.

You kiddos have fun now.
 
45/70, you can own other knives, you just can't be burried with them.



munk
 
Too late now! I already got my mukluks packed, (they told me it'd be cold in Montana) and I'm heaing out, hope I get a swedish girly to head to see UB!
 
45-70 said:
Well see we have some problems here.

I was keeping a careful eye on the pharmacy, but when Yvsa exploded and his excreta blocked out the sun, I went inside for Binocs ( Hey those roto thingy's are expensive, maybe the insurance company will give me a bonus if they can recover it), and came back out to find about a half dozen cantinistas had already emptied the stash.
That wasn't me that exploded damnit!!!! The Ale E Inns had y'all fooled!:rolleyes: That was an Ale E Inn Droid the made just special too look like me and then told y'all that cockeminey story.
Now y'all should've had more sense than to think I would let myself get captured in a spaceship with the way that space does me.:rolleyes: :p :mad:
What happened was that they disgused the area of the swamp where the quicksand was located and then they hoodwinked me into something I hadn't though of doing in years.:mad: Bottom line is that I was stuck in the quicksand fer several days pulling myself and my Rollator along the bottom, had to use the exhaust pipe to breath through but it was worth it.
And it was me that got the muscle relaxers and diuretics. If I warn't relaxed and 180 pounds lighter from losing all that fluid I'd kick all yer asses just fer thinkin I had been captured and not investigating that condamned Swamp!!!!
Now pass me a moose tongue and a beer, no, A Good Dark Beer, not some of that slimy Oklahoma 3.2 schit!:rolleyes: :mad: :p :D ;)
 
Oh yeah. For me this post will be number 159 and probably close to the bottom of page (4) four.:cool:
I changed the amount of posts to a page a long time ago as well as the way the forum looks. I don't have the lines running between posts like I used too and some, probably most, do now. The background color is different as well, much easier to read than that old black and white, print and page colors. I can still see the pix in their own color, makes it really nice all the way around.:D
 
For me, booze is just poisening. But I do think any State with 3.2 beer should be escorted out of the Union.

Ok- so Yvsa's back safe.
Local hunting party came back today too- with several Elk from the Mo River breaks. We'll eat good tonight.


munk
 
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