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Originally Posted by LazyScot
Either the absence of Zany Carters after breakfast.
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...or the presence of them
before.
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Originally Posted by Steve Jordan
It might make sense to you... but right now, I'm so small that the spiders can't even find me! In fact, in another second I'm going to fall beneath the molecules that make up the floor! Anyone got some of that cake Alice ate? I could use a bi-- whoa-- whooooaaaaa...
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It's true; my Huntsman Spider battalion has been searching for him all morning, and all they found was a tiny cupcake wrapper and a very small journalist's microphone. I'm sending the Virus Marines out now - they've promised not to engulf him, as long as I get them into some Vegas buffet salad dressing after they find him.
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Originally Posted by Steve Jordan
help me... help meeeee...
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Sure thing. You see a big bunch of multihedronic shapes with long épée-like structures at each vertex, you try run
towards them. They (probably) won't absorb you...though they might nibble your DNA a little.
(Think positively, Steve. It's the ultimate in viral marketing)
Cheers,
Marc (innoculating himself with dead
onnuisance cells, just in case)