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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Umm...Adrian just called me "last call" from the airport...apparently he received, sent by VIA Courier Services (that's not "via"; that's Very Important Ape), from someplace called "The Icebox", a First Class return ticket to a little place called Cancun.
Sorry, my Queen. Apparently Adrian's now on "annual leave". Pshrynk and Adrian "conferencing" in Cancun...the place may never be the same (one day to the next).
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Originally Posted by kenmark
Atlantic hurricane names are well past the 'A's' and currently at 'W' for 2009.
If Adrian can hold back 'tll January or change his name to Xadrian, LOOK OUT CANCUN!!!
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Apparently, Adrian's plane was redirected due to hurricane Zelda (which, strangely did not appear on any radar, but only on various computer screens). This resulted in the plane landing on US soil, and due to the length of the delay required all passengers to pass through Homeland Security. Unfortunately, according the the Homeland Security computers, one Adrian d'Oz (who has one distinguishing marc) is listed as an "Undesireable and Dangerous Alien." The Homeland Security reponse was somewhat aggragvated by Adrian listing his professions as "Experimental Hyperdimensional Cocktail Scientist", "Mayhem", "Temporal Dysfunction Engineer" (The TV show FlashForward is very popular) and "squirrel wrangler". For some reason, they tried to breathalyse him -- which resulted in three machines fusing into solid lumps of useless metal and plastic. The following two blood tests they tried caused both analysis machines to explode (causing minor injuries to the technicians ["Well, I'm in a good mood," was Adrian's response.]). And the consequences of the urine tests are still classified. Their attempts to get him to walk through a new all-body scanner resulted in the scanner screaming and attempting to run though a solid concrete wall. The camera that attempted to take his picture now just gives multicoloured, shifting images that prompted one older member of staff "hey, that looks just the sixties." Scanning his fingerprints somehow triggered the computer connected to the scans (or any that were feed the data from the resulting scans) to install a new operating system that displays some nervous breakdown inducing images and the message "Welcome to AOS (G'day mate). Tinny or Barbie?" At which point, the security staff (as a matter of national defense) stuffed Adrian on an SR-72C "Blacklight" from a nearby military base as it was the only craft that Adrian was willing to get on ("Oooohh. Cute Toy." were his exact words) and pointed him back to Australia....