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*leaps into a nearby cafe looking for food* Hmmmm, SPROUTS! Yeah,
everyone hates sprouts, the pain of awful food! *eats the sprouts and grins*
Yummy! *goes looking for someone to hit him with one of them frying pans...*
S&M_Woodlouse
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 19:55:25 (MDT)
*walks in and sets her backpack on the floor* OK, That's the last
time I go to my grandmothers house in the middle of a war!
Savannah
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 19:59:52 (MDT)
Ick, KFC everywhere!
Savannah
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 20:07:07 (MDT)
Savannah es a muy grande INFIDEL!
Lord_Woodlouse
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 20:09:21 (MDT)
*driving tank covered in Godzilla remains* OK, now to turn around
before I hit that cafe. *hits a lever that says "rotate" nearby and starts
twirling the turret around.* Um, no. That's not it. *crashes into the cafe
anyway and rolls over S&M_Woodlouse.*
TDK
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 20:26:29 (MDT)
*HUGE grin*
S&M_Woodlouse
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 20:30:17 (MDT)
Round up three dozen Llamas and bring them to me. Cylon 1 - "By
your command." *three dozen Cylons and Llamas enter about an hour later*
Execute them. Cylon 1 - "By your command." *looks on as all three dozen
Llamas are cold-bloodedly killed* That should send a clear message to the
Woodlousians.
Q`res
<[email protected]>
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 21:41:13 (MDT)
WHAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *lightning strikes* YOU....
INFIDEL!!!!!!!!!! *sends orders to the troops to kill the cylons in anyway
possible*
Lord_Woodlouse
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 21:45:32 (MDT)
*A llama Titanship appears through the portal and begins to rip
through the remaining Cylon fighters*
Lord_Llama
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 21:49:48 (MDT)
Meanwhile, in a converted missile silo: Aide - "All is in readiness,
sir. Colonel, are you *certain* there is no alternative?" Colonel - "Once,
I ruled a mighty empire that spanned the entire globe! Now, in the country
of my origins, I have become an outcast! My fortune confiscated! My empire
in ruins! My stockpile scattered to lure and dupe the masses into subservience
to an INSECT!! Not only is it not HUMAN, it isn't even AMERICAN! Lord_Woodlouse
will PAY!!!" Looking slightly embarassed by his outburst, the Colonel turns
away. The aide, shuffling his feet in discomfort, can only look at the
broad back covered in a white country suit. Finally, with a sigh, the Colonel
gives the order - "Do it." The aide turns away, goes to the control board,
and keys in the launch sequence to obliterate Washington DC with a hotwired
ICBM. Soon, the woodlice will be vaporized, together with his minions and
the spineless traitors who support him. Painted on the side of the missile
are the letters "KFC".
Zapper
<<----Revenge Of The
Colonel>
- Wednesday,
August 04, 1999 at 22:30:53 (MDT)
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