I have to say ragnarok that was a good move, ahh tou'che
*Raging Deadstar is saved by a passing ironmonger who welds the toilet from RD's behind. "Should i resort to toilet humour???" Thinks RD, But he decides against it, he has a much more fiendish plan. He goes back to his ship and enters his cryogenic vault and takes out a little box and returns to the cantina. He walks over to ragnarok and presents him the box.*
"Whats this?"
"Open it, it's a present, a very EXPENSIVE present!"
*Ragnarok doesn't open it and walks to the inner sanctum, he closes the door and instantly opens it, wondering how valuable it is and how much he can sell it for. Inside is nothing and A little grey hair floats out and lands in his hair. Ragnarok seeing this thinks it's rd's way of a joke and freshens himself up and leaves the toilets. Whilst this is happening the hair has firmly implanted itself into his head and is communicating with every hair on ragnaroks body. -=The scene changes and the grey hair is carrying a cane and is in full military uniform=-*
"Chest hair, Split Ends, lend me your Folicals! You Know it makes sense to join me, it will happen eventually anyway. Surrender your color to me. The crotch is nearly ours!!"
*Every black hair on ragnaroks body turns grey and by the time he has left the inner sanctum he looks as old as Mac. The laws of cartoon violence kick in and his muscles become weak, he becomes hunchbacked and his eyesight and hearing fails! Now ragnarok is fully pledged member of the age concern group and staggers over to his table and orders prune juice. A light bulb appears over ragnaroks head and Raging Deadstar solves this, grabbing the lightbulb and shoves it up ragnaroks backside, becoming the worlds first illuminating enema. Raging Deadstar laughs to himself as the now decripped and ancient rags struggles to stop a typical sign of old age, diaroeha. The lightbulb is soon ejected and followed by a torrent of sticky brown liquid.*
I await your revenge Rags!
