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montsnmags · 07-14-2009, 06:26 AM

[Marc: That dog, MFD/WDE...against better judgement - what am I saying, like "better judgement" was ever a quality looked for in a Llounge Llama - came back up the trouser leg. Things are getting...complicated. Like Alice in Downunderland, I've followed written instructions from the Pinwheel Queen and let myself eat the Cake...and either I'm growing, or Adrian is shrinking. This could get messy, and curious...curiouser and curiouser. What happens when one brane universe crosses past another?

But My Friend the Dog/WetDogEared...caught between realities. Run, boy run!

Hey, look, there he is. Hey, look, there he isn't. Hey, look, there he is. Hey, look, there he isn't. Hey, look, a butterfly [runs off].

[comes back behind himself] Okay, where wære we?

I like caramel.

Anyway, over here behind HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! this big long ganglion-y thing....it's a...well, it's a...well, it's a switchboard. Well, when I say "switchboard", by "switch" I mean "banana" and by "board" I mean...an effigy of a...well, WDE, gaffer-taped...to the wall. It does say "UserCP" at the top though, admittedly written in fireflies which occasionally also spell out the lyrics to Ca Plane Pour Moi, but it's possibly a random thought that counts. And...oh, trois-loo trois-lay, one of the banananananananananananas says "Adrian" one way and "Visible Friend" the other (I'm pretty sure that "Visible Friend" is me, or, at least, I'm pretty sure that's me if I am me than that's the me that the me would think is me if me was an invisible gibbon that had me as a dried fig meant of his imagination). So, MFD/WDE...Run, boy, run! I just have to bend this oddly straight banana 'round to the other way and we're shooting out of that trouser-leg like a red hot vindaloo out of a poop-chute. Here goes boy....[just before switch is touched, the floor drops away] aaaRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHH!well this can't be goodAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!Hmm, I think we might need help...Oh, yeah, I forgot...AAAAAAAARRRRRGGHHHHHHHH...]

Adrian: What's that VR? [ruff! ruff!] Marc's fallen down the well? [ruff! ruff!] And the PNS told you that if I don't help they're going to make a "comedic" biographical film about my life with Will Ferrell in the lead role? [rrrrrrrrrUFF!] All because they want their pay-cheques early for Nut Season? [ruff] And because they like dogs, and want WDE back? [rrruuff] Which I guess is why they're talkin' to you, huh? [RUFF!] Well, out of the goodness of my heart, I better go help the runty, little squealer, hey? C'mon, boy. C'mon. Good dog. Let's go do some rescuing! [rrrrrrr...] Oh, shut up, mutt. If you were safe with the PNS, then you're safer with me. Here, have a scritch...[grabs VR with left foot and defenestrates with a...] TALLY-HOOOOOOOOO!...

Yours on a mission,
Adrian
PS. Why that bloody dog, VR, chooses now to speak in [rrrUFF!]s, I don't know. Too much Lassie-love on that brain.

07-14-2009, 06:26 AM	#277
montsnmags Grand Sorcerer Posts: 10,155 Karma: 4632658 Join Date: Nov 2007 Device: none	[Marc: That dog, MFD/WDE...against better judgement - what am I saying, like "better judgement" was ever a quality looked for in a Llounge Llama - came back up the trouser leg. Things are getting...complicated. Like Alice in Downunderland, I've followed written instructions from the Pinwheel Queen and let myself eat the Cake...and either I'm growing, or Adrian is shrinking. This could get messy, and curious...curiouser and curiouser. What happens when one brane universe crosses past another? But My Friend the Dog/WetDogEared...caught between realities. Run, boy run! Hey, look, there he is. Hey, look, there he isn't. Hey, look, there he is. Hey, look, there he isn't. Hey, look, a butterfly [runs off]. [comes back behind himself] Okay, where wære we? I like caramel. Anyway, over here behind HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! this big long ganglion-y thing....it's a...well, it's a...well, it's a switchboard. Well, when I say "switchboard", by "switch" I mean "banana" and by "board" I mean...an effigy of a...well, WDE, gaffer-taped...to the wall. It does say "UserCP" at the top though, admittedly written in fireflies which occasionally also spell out the lyrics to Ca Plane Pour Moi, but it's possibly a random thought that counts. And...oh, trois-loo trois-lay, one of the banananananananananananas says "Adrian" one way and "Visible Friend" the other (I'm pretty sure that "Visible Friend" is me, or, at least, I'm pretty sure that's me if I am me than that's the me that the me would think is me if me was an invisible gibbon that had me as a dried fig meant of his imagination). So, MFD/WDE...Run, boy, run! I just have to bend this oddly straight banana 'round to the other way and we're shooting out of that trouser-leg like a red hot vindaloo out of a poop-chute. Here goes boy....[just before switch is touched, the floor drops away] aaaRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHH!well this can't be goodAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!Hmm, I think we might need help...Oh, yeah, I forgot...AAAAAAAARRRRRGGHHHHHHHH...] Adrian: What's that VR? [ruff! ruff!] Marc's fallen down the well? [ruff! ruff!] And the PNS told you that if I don't help they're going to make a "comedic" biographical film about my life with Will Ferrell in the lead role? [rrrrrrrrrUFF!] All because they want their pay-cheques early for Nut Season? [ruff] And because they like dogs, and want WDE back? [rrruuff] Which I guess is why they're talkin' to you, huh? [RUFF!] Well, out of the goodness of my heart, I better go help the runty, little squealer, hey? C'mon, boy. C'mon. Good dog. Let's go do some rescuing! [rrrrrrr...] Oh, shut up, mutt. If you were safe with the PNS, then you're safer with me. Here, have a scritch...[grabs VR with left foot and defenestrates with a...] TALLY-HOOOOOOOOO!... Yours on a mission, Adrian PS. Why that bloody dog, VR, chooses now to speak in [rrrUFF!]s, I don't know. Too much Lassie-love on that brain.