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Originally Posted by GraceKrispy
that's what I'm trying to figure out! so geoff and ss are in the clear....
Wahoo!! Time to dust off the lock and open up the palace again! I'm trying to get a new place though, because this palace just gets way too crowded and smelly with all those bunched up panties.... Geoff is helping me get my new place. With the power of thought.
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For you, and only you, GraceKrispy, allow me to offer, gratis, the fine services of Montsnmags Enterprises Dimensional Renovations. They specialise in creating extra space where you thought there was none, mostly because there was none. Montsnmags Enterprises Dimensional Renovations follow the company motto of
"Law..schmlaw!" and considering the Laws of Physics to be rough guidelines, for lesser architects. They're renowned for building a Bali-style cabana around Cthuhlu's pool at R'lyeh which he was very not-totally-unhappy with (truth is, the place only has non-Euclidean geometry because old Cthulhu was never real good at maths...the perfect customer, really, especially at invoicing time).
Anyway, just say the word, and I'll send the crew round to add the extra, non-Euclidean wing/dimensional anomaly to your palace (and you know me...that crew aren't going to be too hard on the eyes either). I can also provide you the necessary catering services, legal battalions, defense forces, Oshkosh water cannon truck squadrons, credit services for bribery funding, wormhole transport systems, retrochron paradox reconciliators, PNS distractors, and culinary consultants to ensure that any Party you elect to try constrain within your abode probably will not cause the collapse of the known universe, mess up your drapes, require your reanimation from a craving for "braaiiiins", and generally have you in the bad books with your neighbors ("neighbors" extending also to the exceedingly violent advocates of extreme torture, the sentients of the Andromeda Galactic Empire...humorless bastiches that they are).
So, Party "time" at your house? I'm quite happy to continue the indefinite hosting here, but if you want me to empty the Chateau of every being, substance, unmovable stain, perversion of physical law, and multiversal criminal charge down the black hole poop-chute into your place, just say the word. I suggest stocking up on paper towels.
Cheers,
Marc