Originally Posted by montsnmags
Hey shotgun in your hands...meet shotgun now in my hands...now meet Higgs Bosonic Rifle pointing between ex-shotgun-holders eyes...now meet butt of shotgun to back of head...now meet (pretend, in your unconscious state) eleventy squirrels lifting your body and scurrying it off onto table in The Lab.
[Marc: ~ahem~ Sorry, the clouds have momentarily opened up, and give me the opportunity to say...well, ask...umm, why would someone go up against an invisible and inadvertently violent gibbon with a shotgun, especially a gibbon called "Adrian", especially the Adrian not only in control of the Montsnmags Interversal Armoury, but one who invented most of its items, particularly the planet-busting and star-nova'ing ones, and particularly one who regularly has high tea parties with the the darkest matter of the universe, the Pirate Ninja Squirrels. I'll tell you who: a crazy like Dylrob, that's who! And all for the rejection of a platonic hug and kiss from the Invisible One. And now Adrian has him on the operating table. Still, it's all for the best, I'm sure. Anyway, gotta go...storms are coming in...]
Now, my ferret-friendly friend, for your bravery, and your love of ferrets, I will not reroute your lower colon to a Pee Wee Herman shaped orifice in the middle of your forehead (for "shits and giggles", as they say). No, your bravery (by which I mean "delightful insanity") and your love of ferrets (like squirrels, but with less evil and a better sense of humour), earns my un-ending respect. "Enhancements" are what I seek...but to find the desired enhancements, I must examine your sub-conscious...Show me your dreams, dylrob. If you were an X-Man, what would you be (and I shall make it so, though you will actually be a ZCD-Man)? Dream, my friend, and show me...
Yours inside your head,
Adrian Antipodes (hmm, what's with all the cheesels in here, boy?)
Head-Quack
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