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*Dogscoff, tinkering with a new breed of giant radioactive penguin (Not quite as dangerous as giant squid but far more amusing) in his battlemoon's lab-ocean, is alerted to the commotion down on the cantina.
"Trouble again." He orders the battlemoon to rotate toward the planet, pointing his core-mount "random effect transmogrification gun" at the general area of the cantina. "This should be fun..." *KER-ZAP! |
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the tranmogrification beam hits with a mighty zap...
Growltigga is turned into a handsome sexually experimental good looking handsome strong mighty and powerful tiger - oh not much change then then Gryphin is turned from a 3 dimensional Gryphin into a 2 dimensional flat Gryphin and is promptly rolled up into a spliff by dogscoff and smoked...... |
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As Mac looks on in amused Horror, he sees the Kat transformed into a volumputous, sexy, gorgeous, Tiger. But wait something doesn;t look right.. what are those..hmm, something is amiss he perseives. Mac gets out his handy dandy, micro magnifing spyglass and peers at the Tigga...Oh my, Oh my,, "The Dogscoff's in for it now right along with the Infamous Gryphin", he states, for as he looks at the tigga, he notices certain protrusions on the upper torso of El Kat, He also notices other now apparrant differences, GT has been transformed into a sexy and gorgeous Tiger alright, However, he is now a FEMALE TIGER WITH ALL THE TRAPPINGS..... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif
Mac quickly looks up at Dogscoff's Battlemoon hovering above the cantina, I feel an additional chase and repercusions coming... OH myyyyy, he mutters to himself as he loads his new Tri-Barrel, cosmic, ever ready, colostomy enhanceing cannon. He see the Gryphin over the automatic Gryphin finding sites, he pulls the trigger and 3 dozen, old, used , full, colostomy bags impload on the Infamous Gryphin, distinterating and deluging the Gryphin and all his mechanical trappings, which in turn short out, leaving him in the parking lot of the cantina, wet, s....y and helpless, |
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Marvellous, wahey, I always said that if I had breasts, I would never leave the house!!
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:: Steps out from behind dogsoff ::
don't you know smoking pesudo grypyins is bad for your health? :: Takes item, puts it out in dogsoffs hands :: :: A second Grphin steps out as the one now covered in Coloto bombs dissapears :: :: A third Grypin steps up beside the cute striped kitty, verfys the gender :: The Gryphin Grins |
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Growltigga, thats just scary, just think you'll never be able to molester any of the FBW's anymore *watches as GT begins to realise the seriousness of the situation fall in*
*Watches amused as Mac begins selling all his old colostomy bags for fertilliser to the local farmers who, ooaar, got lost on the route to the vegetable contest held by the redneck bar down the road.* Boy are they getting desperate... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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Mac sees the Gryphin clones materialize out of nowhere. hmmm, where's TerranC, isn't he one of those who helped install that Bill Gates Clone machine in the cantina. I think he needs to check it as it appears to have been tampered with and is now putting out Infamous Gryphin Clones http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif .
Since he sold all his old colostomy bags to the farmers, Mac looks around for something new to splatter the Gryphin, as he looks around he hears a loud and mighty yell from the area of where the Gryphin & the Kitty are located........, [ October 11, 2002, 18:52: Message edited by: mac5732 ] |
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gryphin laughs, they don't realize that those arn't clones and that the Real Gryphin has not been touched
The Grypnin Grins |
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:: As He falls A vidio of GrowlTigga spiking macs brewski flashes up in full holographic projection, A second holograph showes GT sending an email to mac followed by the laptop bursing into flames, As the pack rushes toward him, he slips into his invisblity mode and steps aside, watching as the pack runs by ::
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reality checked called for, reality check called for
Gryphin, YOU KNOW THE CANTINA HAS A CLONE BANNING AND ERROGENETIC MACHINE... NO CLONES ABIDE IN THE CANTINA, YOU HAVE NO CLONES, now take your licks like a man for cripes sake Growltigga, sadly given his new 36F cups, triggers the internal cantina "reforma-sex machine" and is pleased to see the breasts disappear and the FBW's are delighted to see the 'rod of iron' appear instead |
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Ha ha, not deflected by Gryphin's pathetic attempts of deception and subterfuge, Growltigga, proudly astride of the armoured and be-fang-ed Barry, looking like something terrible out of a godzilla movie, backed up by hordes of humourous personalities, assorted wildlife, royal marines and others (and for some reason, a chorus line as well), takes off in pursuit of Gryphin crying "TALLLLYY HHOOOOO" and "TARANTARATATATATATAT" and "CRY HAVOC AND LET SLIP THE CATS OF WAR" and "SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO ROADKILL, COS THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE BLEEDING GOIN' TO GET MATE"...
The hunt charges off, closely following by a bedridden Mac, being pushed by Faith Hill Liz Hurley, Shania Twain and Britney Ferries, all dressed up in their best nurses' outfits someone at least is having a good time |
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As we all know it is the fall in the northern hemisphere.
I personally wish to invite everyone out to the patio to witness the lovely colours of the trees as they turn colours. Natualy of course this will be watched while holding on to a pint of ALE. As Ale is a fantastic beer where the roboust taste and spicey flavours will go well with fall. Sponsering this event on the patio will be Daleside Brewery from Starbeck - Harrogate - UK www.dalesidebrewery.co.uk We will have the following beers on tap by that company Old Leg Over... ( I am drinking one right now ) Monkey Wrench Spiced Morocco Ale. For our friends from the east who no longer wear the vikings helmet when working but only when playing we offer Original Pinkus Alt ( which i will be drinking next ) |
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Man Tigga, I was hoping you'd keep those things a bit longer. I thought maybe you could make some money for the Cantina by opening up a stand that says, "'Touch Tiggas Tits' for 5 bucks. 10 bucks if you want to touch AND squeeze them."
You missed out on a business chance dude. |
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My good Tesco, I thank you for your generous offer, however, I must disfuse at the current time due to the fact that I am in a Gryphin Bashing rendition due to a dastardly deed procasted by the Infamous Gryphin upon this poor lovable, peaceful, generous old soul. Upon completion, I shall be more then willing to inbib myself of your generous offer and reflect on the wonders of nature forsoothe while relaxing on the patio and enjoying various brewskis. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif
(stage right) Mac powers up his new advanced Gryphin Bashing Machine extrodinaire, locates the Real Gryphin hovering over the parking lot of the cantina.... He slowly adjusts the sights and pulls the trigger.... splat, poof, squish.... the Gryphin is immediatley undulated in 50 cream pies with a dozen large Fyron Trout thrown in for good measure.... The Gryphin falls to the parking lot concrete and is immediatly set upon by thousands of fruit flys, gnats and yellow jackets who are all trying to obtain the contents covering said Gryphin, ow, ohhh, ouch, yells the Gryphin as he is bitten and stung by the peskiest pests known to man...... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif just some ideas mac [ October 12, 2002, 06:11: Message edited by: mac5732 ] |
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They are not clones.
:: The Gryphin Grins from far, far away :: |
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...Taz lazily watches the familar cartoon violence in progress, while polishing the already gleaming bar. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif
He does take the time to place a few more air fresheners around the bar and turns the air recycling equipment to HIGH. He doesn't remember this much s*** hitting the fan in one of HIS cartoons! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif Time to activate the nano-sized tracking devices he placed in Gryphin's Last drink.  ..click..  Raising the mike to the cantina loudspeaker system he informes everyone in range of the tracking frequencies. Let's see Gryphin try to evade the hunt now... [ October 13, 2002, 06:18: Message edited by: Taz-in-Space ] |
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Growltigga looks cross eyed and then expectorates rapidly, looking askance as Elvis, Jimmy Hoffa (who is he), Liz Hurley and a large bomb fly out of his mouth to land on top of the retreating Gryphin....
Growltigga dives behind a handy bunch of sandbags as the bomb goes boom and watches in delight as Elvis, Jimmy Hoffa, Liz Hurley and Gryphin all fly up into the air... Taking his shotgun, Growltigga lets loose in true skeet fashion and nails the king, hoffa, hurley and Gryphin in a torrent of buckshot "Yeeeehhhaawwwww" yells Tigga, "this is as much fun as strip twister" |
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:: Bends over to give the pretty kitty a good target :;
Jimmy Hoffa was linked to Organized Crime. He "dissapered" when he was going to testify. (I think that is right), I do know he dissapered. [ October 13, 2002, 15:25: Message edited by: Gryphin ] |
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seeing Gryphin mooning in all his glory, Growltigga pulls out his trusty red-hot poker hand cannon (as used by the baby eating bishop of Bath & Wells) and lets loose a fiery incandescant shaft of metal right up Gryphin's gloryhole...
the resulting scream can be heard across the galaxy as Gryphin shoots skyward on a pillar of flame and singed rectal muscles |
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blowing smoke off the muzzle of the "red hot poker hand cannon", Growltigga turns round to walk back into the cantina...
"Hmmmm", thinks the great Kat, "time to check how that furry varmint Taz is doing on credit collection, if anyone's tab is over 500 minerals, not even his ability to savage and mutilate small animals and to turn into a dwarf whirlwind are going to stop a 'red hot poker up the jacksy' incident" The music from "Fistful of Dollars" drifts across the cantina |
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*Jumps up from seat clutching backside*
OUCH, That hurts just thinking about it, thats definatly a breach on cartoon violence restrictions (is there such a thing http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/confused.gif ) Gryphins face about now http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif *The music changes to jaws, taz looks around scared, shaking his head from side to side, trying to find Grolwtigga. Scene cuts to random images of GT's tail appearing up from behind objects and following taz, music gets louder when taz turns around, to be dwarfed by Grolwtigga who looms over him* This should be verrry interesting, spin taz, spin for your life |
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Gryphin, lurking high above the cantina and unaware that he is now "bugged", fails to notice the patriot anti-Gryphin sneeky sneaker seeker missile streaking down from high orbit.. with a cartoon-esque kablooie, Gryhin is shrouded in actinic fire and falls to the ground..
Growltigga, clad in floppy hat and plus fours, walks over and places a golf ball on Gryph's nose, cursing his inability to tee off without taking almighty divots from the earth, Growltigga grips his trusty mashie niblick and lets swing..... on the ninth attempt, he manages to actually hit the ball (rather than Gryphin's head) and yells "Fore" in the traditional way |
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:: As another holographic image bytes the dust, The real Grypnin beams in from no where right in front of GrowlTigga, Turns off the Cartoon Violence Switch and back hands the pretty kitty with a trout, Wait, a trout? where did that come from, Thinking fast Grypin slaps the pretty kitty arcrose the other side of his face, As the kitty opens his mouth in rage, Gryphin shoves the trout into the gaping maw, Then shoves further and further till he is in the kittys mouth, Oh my god, it is Elvis Presily, and Jimmy Hoffa!, Oh no, it is Lizz Hurly and she is saying something about a "Big berda bing berda bang" and lighting a big round black object that looks like a cartoon bomb in the kittys tummy, I'm outa here.
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Growltigga, doing his best impression of a roof-bouncing ninja a la Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, sneeks a look at the tab situation...
Every tab is over 500 minerals...... Taz cowers in the corner of the bar as Growltigga raises the red hot poker cannon... Can this be the painful end of our plucky hirsute antipodean marsupial barman? Growltigga is always open to pleading and begging! |
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After paying for some repairs to his battlemoon, (necessitated after the giant penguin experiments got a bit out of hand) Dogscoff has no money left to pay his 875 mineral bar tab.
Desperately, he goes out into the parking area where the recent Tigga/Gryphin cartoon-rules battle has taken place. Bits of munitions and weaponry, damaged steath devices and vehicles, piles of poo and dismembered celebrity & cartoon corpses litter the expanse, covering tarmac and spacecraft alike. A small army of auto-cleaner droids are beginning to tidy the place up. Dosgscoff chases the droids away with his null space rifle, and begins collecting some of the detritus scattered around the place. After an hour's sweaty work, he has a wheelbarrow full of body parts and excrement. He wheels it into the catina and shovels the whole lot into the mini resource converter. The "Organics" light comes on and the machine duly discharges 873.1 minerals. Less than 2 minerals short! He digs through his pockets: A bit of fluff, some old fuel receipts for the battlemoon, a couple of plasma grenades, a hip-flask half filled with Vaxin Absynthe, a dog-eared copy of "transmetropolitan", two jars of genetically modified shrimp-ninja assassins, 1.6 minerals in cash, a business card for a Cue-cappan massage parlour, his trusty antique samurai sword, some slinky lingerie designed for a woman with six breasts and a blood-stained beermat with a occult symbols and an offworld phone number scrawled on the back. Now that was a night out to remember, shame I don't remember more of it. Damned absynthe... With the cash in his pocket he is now only 0.3 minerals short. He takes a moment to decide which would be worse; getting his head ripped off by 'Tigga and Taz for not paying his bill, or losing Pagan Sheila Sixtits' phone number. He steels himself, attempts to commit the 44-digit number to memory, then grudgingly drops the beermat into the resource converter. The blood stains and leftover radiation (Good job they irradiated the sacrifice first that night) yield 0.4 minerals. Phew, made it, with change to spare. Dogscoff hands the cash over the bar and orders an expensive drink on his tab to celebrate. As a gesture of goodwill, he buys 'Tigga and Taz a drink, too. |
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Movie recommendation
I just saw a really good movie called Amores Perros Drama/Thriller 2h 33 min Mexico Dir. Alejandro Gonzales Inarritu. Three interlinked tales tell the story of revenge, dogs, and death in Mexico City. Highly recommend it. |
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hate to dissapoint the Kat, but if you review the post, you will find I have not had anything in weeks.
:: The Gryphin Grins :: |
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i think i saw that, where they steal the guys dog and make it fight? that was a good film.
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unfortunately, Tigga goes for a bottle of Chateau Lafite Rothschild Mouton de la Pay whih costs 800 minerals so poor old Dogscoff is back to square one
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Duke, Duke, Duke, of Earl..... ooooo hey, hey, hey, should have known it from the very start, keep away from run-a-round Sue.......
(Mac singing, out of key of course,) Mac's medicine is starting to kick in again, as he starts cranking out some sounds...., He also spies the Infamous Gryphin, Records his most blessed renditions of BUddy Holly, Dion and more, grabs his new Music Defiler Strapping Sticky MusicIzer... aims at the Gryphin, shoots, wham, the Gryphin how is covered in sticky goo with a CD, playing, Mac singing all the top ten hits from the 60's,, he frantically tries to undo himself from this wonderful, beautiful singing voice, but to no avail, he is stuck for the duration with at least one encorre...... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon6.gif Singing Mac, in his hospital bed, brewskis in each hand, surrounded by adoring Liz Hurly Look a Like FBW's...... all singing..... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif |
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...Taking advantage of the distraction provided by Dogscoff, Taz 'borrows' GT's red hot poker cannon and looks around quickly for a place to hide it...
...When no fool-proof hiding place is seen our intrepid Taz EATS it! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif ...Soon smoke is pouring out of poor Taz's mouth and he looks for something (almost anything) to drink... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif Grabing the nearest drink bottles, he proceeds to try to extinguish the fire raging within... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif ...Unfortunatly the alcohol only increases his distress. ( Alcohol does burn! ) http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon9.gif Fire now belching from his maw, the now fire breathing Taz sats alight the bar, including the bar tabs, and anything else within 10-12 feet. The now red-hot fire-breathing Taz begins to chase GT, figuring that the boss will know how to put out the flames... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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Growltigga, pursued by the hirsute inflammable antipodean barman, reaches into his pocket and pulls out the remote controil for the red hot poker hand cannon......
he triggers it and watches Taz yelp in pain as the entire magazine of 5 red hot pokers, shoot oout of Taz's nether regions, from the inside out, the flames are extinguished and Taz settles down, burnt, sore but happier for it but with extremely tender tender regions....... Right Taz, as you have destroyed all tabs, it is only fair that you cough up for the 767,000 minerals outstanding through the accounts... I will take it off your pay, that means with your bonus and backdated wages, you owe me 766,494 minerals... how are you going to settle up (and dont stick your tongue out at me)? Growltigga does Gryphin a favour by walking over to Mac and bashing him into silence with a large mallet [ October 15, 2002, 11:57: Message edited by: Growltigga ] |
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Growltigga scratches his head and asks Dogscoff why all of his anthropomorphic personifications, and large genetically modified hench-beasts and experiments, all hav celtic/gaelic names?
we have had ruargh, diarmid and now hamish!! are you in love with the corrs or something? |
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My army of shrimp mini-ninja assassins are all called Wayne (for simplicity, there are over 300,000 of them at the moment) and I also have a half an EEE called Eric. |
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"La dee da, tee hee hee
It's eric the half an EEE doh ray me, one two three Eric the half an EEE I love this little demi-EEE fast asleep upon my knee I love him, semi-carnally Eric the half an EEE" cue whistling fading and panning left I will have to introduce you to my pack of killer mongoose, they are all called 'Reginald" except for the one with the two black eyes who is called "Ranjit"... |
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Sorry, beat you to it in the "Can anyone sing?" thread:
A one, two. A one, two, three, four... {Spoken} Half an EEE, philosophically, Must, ipso-facto, half not be. But since an EEE is energy, It can't be measured countably. D'you see? So can an EEE be said to be Or not to be an entire EEE When half the EEE is not an EEE Due to some ancient injury? {Singing} La dee dee, one two three, Eric the half an EEE. A B C D E F G, Eric the half an EEE. Does this wretched demi-EEE, This non-corporeal entity, Have only one polarity? No! it's Eric the half an EEE. Fiddle de dum, Fiddle de dee, Eric the half an EEE. Ho ho ho, tee hee hee, Eric the half an EEE. I love this brotherly specie, Bisected accidentally, When signing a partnership treaty, I loved him carnally. |
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I wasn't showing myself to be TOO sad a bugger by making up lines in a Monty Python song about a dissected SEIV stock AI......
What is it going to be next? "Sit on my face and Ukra Tel me that you love me"?, "I'm a Drushocka and I'm OK", "I like Vrees, they only come up to your knees"? "Let me sing you a Phong to love?" |
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That was a fun thread. I should bump it.
I guess I'd have to com up with a new song first though. Robbie Wiliams? "... I'm lovin' Minerals instead, and through it aaaaaaall, they pay for my contruction, with maintanence reduction, I can afford to pay it all..." [ October 15, 2002, 14:24: Message edited by: dogscoff ] |
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Growltigga, being a music lover, pulls out his trusty Walter PPK and puts 2 rounds through Dogscoff's forehead
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*Dogscoff pulls the two rounds of PPK out of his armour plated forehead, dissolves them in water and drinks the lot in one.
A strange look immediately passes over his face. He sings half a verse of the "Rawhide" theme and then keels over on to the floor, snoring. |
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Cripes, thank gods he has passed out, after Mac has given us his Paul Anka rendition and Dogscoff's appalling bastardisations of some of my favourite tunes, what is it going to be next? Taz singing his favourite Perry Como rendition, Ragnarok regaling us with Steps numbers? Raging Deadstar performing as Britney Spears a la schoolgirl outfit, Saxon grooving on to Celine Dion, Gryphin doing his famous Elvis impression (ie dead),
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...DUKE, DUKE, DUKE OF EARL.....,,.DUKE, DUKE, DUKE OF EARL...... WHEN I..... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif
PS. you should have been in the SE4 chat room Last night on trillian, we were singing up a storm.... oh ya...... [ October 15, 2002, 15:33: Message edited by: mac5732 ] |
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Growltigga turns round and puts 2 rounds from his PPK into Mac's colostomy bag...
Lordy, thinks the Tigga, the next person who sings in this cantina is REALLY going to get it |
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I only sing in the shower.
The tunes are by Marty Robbins, "Big Iron", and Jonny Horton And I'm not dead yet |
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*Walks calmly up to Growltigga, taps on his shoulder and promptly pulls out a 12 gauge shotgun and points it in between GT's eyes.*
"NEVER, EVER, EVEN CONSIDER, ME DOING ANY POP SONG, ESPECIALLY BRITNEY SPEARS!! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon8.gif " Hey, at least i'm not singing!!! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif Smiles as Taz runs round in a frenzy to collect all the money needed to pay back GT. "How about you sell hamish to the mc'vities biscuit corp as there new spokesperson for penguin biscuits, then busk to make the rest of the money?" *Taz nods, slobbering, then runs outside with a guitar, a lot of tourists gather round. Taz strums the guitar and shouts out.* "YACHETY SHMACETY ROOOOOOOAAAAR BLURP!" The tourists drop lots of valuables and run for their lives, taz collects his "earnings" and deposits them on the bar for growltigga! "Ummm taz, thats not really busking!" Taz shrugs and goes back outside to fleece the next few customers |
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