Harv and Vera's Mexico Vacation - Page 24

zelda_pinwheel · 04-18-2009, 10:54 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by ShortNCuddlyAm

I can turn a heel, but I find it easier to turn an ankle - both usually when I'm wearing heels...

heh, if you mean it that way i'm very good at that too.

thus my preference for short and or wide heels.

Curly · 04-18-2009, 11:14 AM

Oh no, will Hugo come unravelled? Did Harv make it? Will he get his pancakes or be squashed like a pancake?

(Thanks for the update, it's cheered me up and I'm not feeling quite so crabby about the end of the school holidays now.

)

badgoodDeb · 04-20-2009, 01:55 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by pshrynk

He checked behind the door for lurking Nazis, found only one, and recognized he wasn't so much "lurking" as "bleeding and unconscious." Wise decision on his part, thought Bois Aussi.
..........

Bois Aussi kicked the bleeding, unconscious Nazi in the head a few times, just to make sure he remained both.

Love the descriptive style of this author!!!

pshrynk · 04-30-2009, 08:59 AM

Harv tugged futiley at his ankle rope. The sock seemed too overwhelmed to be of any help. He felt sorry for the one with the safety pin and tattoo being flattened, but he was pretty certain that he was going to be feeling sorry for something much more dear to him being flattened if he didn't get out quite soon.

He could hear Vera calling out to him, "Harv! Where the Hell are you?" God, he loved that woman!

"You know, old boy, I can't help but notice that your hands are free! Mightn't you just reach down and pull out that quite long knife that you always carry in your boot? Not to be a noodgw or anything, but that might be faster, don't you know?"

"It won't make any difference," said a heavily German accented voice, "Tell the Mariachi Band to strike up a... mambo!"

zelda_pinwheel · 04-30-2009, 09:01 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by pshrynk

Harv tugged futiley at his ankle rope. The sock seemed too overwhelmed to be of any help. He felt sorry for the one with the safety pin and tattoo being flattened, but he was pretty certain that he was going to be feeling sorry for something much more dear to him being flattened if he didn't get out quite soon.

He could hear Vera calling out to him, "Harv! Where the Hell are you?" God, he loved that woman!

"You know, old boy, I can't help but notice that your hands are free! Mightn't you just reach down and pull out that quite long knife that you always carry in your boot? Not to be a noodgw or anything, but that might be faster, don't you know?"

"It won't make any difference," said a heavily German accented voice, "Tell the Mariachi Band to strike up a... mambo!"

a knife in his boot !! NOW he tells us ! sheesh !! hurry before those dancers get the tempo up !!!

montsnmags · 04-30-2009, 09:35 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel

a knife in his boot !! NOW he tells us ! sheesh !! hurry before those dancers get the tempo up !!!

It might be a custom-made butter knife. I've heard he likes his butter slathered thickly on his morning croissant, and a regular butter knife just won't hold that much saturated fat.

Cheers,
Marc

LazyScot · 05-01-2009, 11:19 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel

a knife in his boot !! NOW he tells us ! sheesh !! hurry before those dancers get the tempo up !!!

Should H&L be nervous of Harv, given he keeps a knife in his boot?

ShortNCuddlyAm · 05-01-2009, 08:33 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by pshrynk

"You know, old boy, I can't help but notice that your hands are free! Mightn't you just reach down and pull out that quite long knife that you always carry in your boot? Not to be a noodgw or anything, but that might be faster, don't you know?"

"It won't make any difference," said a heavily German accented voice, "Tell the Mariachi Band to strike up a... mambo!"

Quote:

Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel

a knife in his boot !! NOW he tells us ! sheesh !! hurry before those dancers get the tempo up !!!

I'm more concerned about the mambo

pshrynk · 05-07-2009, 01:44 PM

Harv looked up at the visage of Frau Miyatake. "Oh, hello, Hilda! What brings you to Mexico this time of year? "

"I don't have time for small talk! Yo uneed to just lay there and be menaced!" She reached out and struck him with a club.

Two dozen men dressed in colorful native costumes crashed through the back door, marching in step. Frau Miyatake looked pained. No matter how you briefed them, storm troopers couldn't break their habits. One had apparently not listened well in the briefing, either, because instead of colorful Mexican costume, he was wearing lederhosen and a jaunty green cap. "Gott in himmel!" she said, alpping her forehead.

Pointing at the front of the room, where the six agents from Seguridad de Mexico, Army OSI, and either the French Foreign Service or Swahili National Security, depending on the time of day, were satnding, she barked orders to subdue and or kill the intruders. She immediately regretted giving them a choice, becasue they started debating as to the best way to carry out the orders and in which order to carry them out. It seemed that the Kill First and Subdue Later faction was winning out when she reached out and smacked the nearest Storm Trooper and told them to get on with it already.

Vera watched in horror as the sounds of mambo drifted down from the roof. The mill stone sped up and Harv was out of it! Topping off the hour's latest frustration, there were a bunch of strange looking Mexicans in native costume and at least one Bavarian rushing at her and those with her. She grabbed Bois Aussi, interrupting his guard interrogation duties and pointed at the on coming menace.

"Ah, my sweet Vera! Even though you spurn me for le Americain, It would seem that I am to be able to die valiantly for you, this day, after all!" He pulled out his gun and started shooting at random blonde haired blue eyed Mexicans and the occasional Bavarian.

The room was filled with smoke. The storm troopers were well versed in evasive maneuvers, even though they were in sync, and the mambo allowed them to have a syncopated step taht allowed them to escape all but a few superficial wounds. Two of the Seguridad de Mexico agents went down under a furious rain of fists and jack boots.

Vera looked at Bois Aussi as she punched the Bavarian between the eyes. "This doesn't look good," she said.

"Well, it is a bit out of place, but he does have a very nice hat."

zelda_pinwheel · 05-07-2009, 01:54 PM

a nice hat can fix just about anything, i've found.

(i hope you're planning at least one more episode before you leave !)

Patricia · 05-07-2009, 03:07 PM

You're not really going on vacation to Mexico right now, and leaving us with this cliff-hanger, pshrynk?
My nerves just won't stand the suspense.

pshrynk · 05-07-2009, 04:11 PM

A faint yapping was heard coming from outside. Suddenly, a brown haze of viscious small dogs, a medium sized dog and a very large dog burst through the door and jumped all over several of the storm troopers. Screams, growls, barks and complaints about Nazis' lack of hygiene filled the air.

Vera brought her knee up hard into a soft spot on a storm trooper that was not occupied by several chihuahuas. Bois Aussi, giving up the pistol for now, due to the high number of collateral damage opportunities, started beating Nazis with his cane.

Just as the tide seemed to be turning, Heinz von Schlpwig ran into the room with twenty men dressed in black trenchcoats. They started yelling in German and joined in the fray.

Harv woke up and noticed two things. First, there was a lot of fighting going on around him and the strangely dressed Germans and the gestapo agents weemed to be winning. Second, the millstone was perilously close to his favorite stones.

Patricia · 05-07-2009, 04:30 PM

Oh my!!!

zelda_pinwheel · 05-07-2009, 04:31 PM

pshrynk, if you leave without telling us how this turns out, i will go to mexico myself and drag you back to your keyboard !!!!

ShortNCuddlyAm · 05-07-2009, 04:36 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel

pshrynk, if you leave without telling us how this turns out, i will go to mexico myself and drag you back to your keyboard !!!!

Stop off in London, I'll join you!

05-07-2009, 01:44 PM	#354
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	Harv looked up at the visage of Frau Miyatake. "Oh, hello, Hilda! What brings you to Mexico this time of year? " "I don't have time for small talk! Yo uneed to just lay there and be menaced!" She reached out and struck him with a club. Two dozen men dressed in colorful native costumes crashed through the back door, marching in step. Frau Miyatake looked pained. No matter how you briefed them, storm troopers couldn't break their habits. One had apparently not listened well in the briefing, either, because instead of colorful Mexican costume, he was wearing lederhosen and a jaunty green cap. "Gott in himmel!" she said, alpping her forehead. Pointing at the front of the room, where the six agents from Seguridad de Mexico, Army OSI, and either the French Foreign Service or Swahili National Security, depending on the time of day, were satnding, she barked orders to subdue and or kill the intruders. She immediately regretted giving them a choice, becasue they started debating as to the best way to carry out the orders and in which order to carry them out. It seemed that the Kill First and Subdue Later faction was winning out when she reached out and smacked the nearest Storm Trooper and told them to get on with it already. Vera watched in horror as the sounds of mambo drifted down from the roof. The mill stone sped up and Harv was out of it! Topping off the hour's latest frustration, there were a bunch of strange looking Mexicans in native costume and at least one Bavarian rushing at her and those with her. She grabbed Bois Aussi, interrupting his guard interrogation duties and pointed at the on coming menace. "Ah, my sweet Vera! Even though you spurn me for le Americain, It would seem that I am to be able to die valiantly for you, this day, after all!" He pulled out his gun and started shooting at random blonde haired blue eyed Mexicans and the occasional Bavarian. The room was filled with smoke. The storm troopers were well versed in evasive maneuvers, even though they were in sync, and the mambo allowed them to have a syncopated step taht allowed them to escape all but a few superficial wounds. Two of the Seguridad de Mexico agents went down under a furious rain of fists and jack boots. Vera looked at Bois Aussi as she punched the Bavarian between the eyes. "This doesn't look good," she said. "Well, it is a bit out of place, but he does have a very nice hat." Last edited by pshrynk; 05-07-2009 at 01:55 PM.

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04-18-2009, 11:14 AM	#347
Curly I need a holiday! Posts: 1,227 Karma: 4622 Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: Scotland Device: PRS-505, ipod touch	Oh no, will Hugo come unravelled? Did Harv make it? Will he get his pancakes or be squashed like a pancake? (Thanks for the update, it's cheered me up and I'm not feeling quite so crabby about the end of the school holidays now. )

04-30-2009, 08:59 AM	#349
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	Harv tugged futiley at his ankle rope. The sock seemed too overwhelmed to be of any help. He felt sorry for the one with the safety pin and tattoo being flattened, but he was pretty certain that he was going to be feeling sorry for something much more dear to him being flattened if he didn't get out quite soon. He could hear Vera calling out to him, "Harv! Where the Hell are you?" God, he loved that woman! "You know, old boy, I can't help but notice that your hands are free! Mightn't you just reach down and pull out that quite long knife that you always carry in your boot? Not to be a noodgw or anything, but that might be faster, don't you know?" "It won't make any difference," said a heavily German accented voice, "Tell the Mariachi Band to strike up a... mambo!"

05-07-2009, 01:54 PM	#355
zelda_pinwheel zeldinha zippy zeldissima Posts: 27,827 Karma: 921169 Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Paris, France Device: eb1150 & is that a nook in her pocket, or she just happy to see you?	a nice hat can fix just about anything, i've found. (i hope you're planning at least one more episode before you leave !)

05-07-2009, 03:07 PM	#356
Patricia Reader Posts: 11,504 Karma: 8720163 Join Date: May 2007 Location: South Wales, UK Device: Sony PRS-500, PRS-505, Asus EEEpc 4G	You're not really going on vacation to Mexico right now, and leaving us with this cliff-hanger, pshrynk? My nerves just won't stand the suspense.

05-07-2009, 04:11 PM	#357
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	A faint yapping was heard coming from outside. Suddenly, a brown haze of viscious small dogs, a medium sized dog and a very large dog burst through the door and jumped all over several of the storm troopers. Screams, growls, barks and complaints about Nazis' lack of hygiene filled the air. Vera brought her knee up hard into a soft spot on a storm trooper that was not occupied by several chihuahuas. Bois Aussi, giving up the pistol for now, due to the high number of collateral damage opportunities, started beating Nazis with his cane. Just as the tide seemed to be turning, Heinz von Schlpwig ran into the room with twenty men dressed in black trenchcoats. They started yelling in German and joined in the fray. Harv woke up and noticed two things. First, there was a lot of fighting going on around him and the strangely dressed Germans and the gestapo agents weemed to be winning. Second, the millstone was perilously close to his favorite stones.

05-07-2009, 04:30 PM	#358
Patricia Reader Posts: 11,504 Karma: 8720163 Join Date: May 2007 Location: South Wales, UK Device: Sony PRS-500, PRS-505, Asus EEEpc 4G	Oh my!!!

05-07-2009, 04:31 PM	#359
zelda_pinwheel zeldinha zippy zeldissima Posts: 27,827 Karma: 921169 Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Paris, France Device: eb1150 & is that a nook in her pocket, or she just happy to see you?	pshrynk, if you leave without telling us how this turns out, i will go to mexico myself and drag you back to your keyboard !!!!

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