This is an easy little game to kill some time.
I start with a question and you must answer with a question. As easy as that.
I'll start: Did you cheat in school?
Yup, I'm an angel to my friends..... and, hehe, I 'Bark' at my enemies.
Here's a thought, do you think I should carry a bottle of concentrated curried cabbage essence for times of emergency, like when I'm out and can't get to scoff down a plateful or three??
If you can bottle this stuff don't tell the government cause they'll want it for their own weaponry.
No, I recommend you send it all over here and I'll take care of it for you.
Yeah, that's right, like ah watch over it, that's it...You OK wit dat
Yeah, well I have this secret ingredient that'll blow their socks off if they try to confiscate it.... and if I lay off the antacid for a while the digestive juices 'll eat right through those bottle and they'll have to evacuate their own base.
OK, how about I send you the bottled 'bark' gas in Hazmat container... to be sure, to be sure you and yours are safe... then we commandeer some hi-tech delivery system with laser guided control to ensure the despicables get wot's coming to 'em? I was thinking a modified RPG launcher that'll fire with precision to the intended targets.... and I use the plural cos there'd have to be a few of 'em, right?
And if you can't secure a RPG, go to a military museum, find a tank, blow out the concrete plug so it'll fire, and load 'er up wiv curried cabbage gas bottles for the onslaught. Hehe, wiv a tank, you could give those bastards down at City Hall a wake-up call,dontcha think???
There again, we are talkin curried cabbage gas.... might serve as a go to sleep (unconscious) call
No, I am not alright with that Gunnie Irokoness. If you want to make Bombadier, you'll have to lock, load and fire upon those despicables. Promotions don't come easy in this 'ere man's curried cabbage army.... do you hear me gunnie????
I CAN'T HEEEAAARR YOOOUUU!!!!!
ARRGGH, I mean AYE AYE Cap'n but I thought I was gonna be a ballgirl, can't a girl have any funtime
(Awaiting first shipment with anticipitation!)
Aren't we Pirates anymore?
Aye, well yeah, we are. "Owever, them thar army bloke wot goes on ships... me finks they be called marines, well they be tha gunners wot man tha cannon when our crewmates be cort short wiv curried cabbage affickshun n' 'aves ter go below ter lose a bot o' weight.
Why, did ye fink us 'd growed landlubber legs or summat?
I knew it! You're a big fan of POTC, aren't you?
Excuse me...excuse me....starkers. I was lookin' at the high-tech delivery system with laser guided control to ensure the despicables get wot's comin' to 'em thingy. I think I got what you need. It's a type 2 imaging system that reads psychic energies in the ether. It can home in on just about everything to within 3 or 4 microns. I haven' tested it yet, it's a beta, but if you want I can send you the specs. Almost forgot the ?
Hi everybody
Sounds good...so how about we adapt it to include thermal imaging to see which executive bankers are in the executive bathroom and land one right in their underwear, thus giving them the sickening sensation that they have something terribly wrong with them and they decided to end it all by performing a swan dive out a high-rise window on Wall St???
Ouch
Hi Uvah
Ouch! What dyer mean, ouch? Banker swan dives fron the 44th floor... it'd be good riddance, don't you think???
Hi Uvah, IROKONESS and all.
Well I think they should have a Grizzly in their undies,hence propelling them next door to our Secret Weapon
Starkers
Good morning Starkers
I gots the perfect thingy. I ripped off a nose from a heat seeking bumblebee and installed it on an invisible tse tse fly. We can remote fly it into the bathrooms right into their undies and if their wearing thongs so much the better as it will stick to the part that goes down the middle between the cheeks. Any time one of them sits down...BAM...stinger in the place where the sun don't shine and the effects will cause them to bang heads in the urinals while not flushing first YUCK!!
'Ow about us saves on all this 'ere technology stuff, round up all them thar bankers n' make 'em walk tha plank in Shark Bay.
Shark Bay sounds like it would be their address
Aye, lass, it be, but that only be on tha shores... did ye fink they acherly gits in tha water?
I says we makes 'em tread tha waters o' Shark Bay... wot say ye???
Anchors Away,Set Sail,Avast ye Landlobbers,Aaaarrrr,the Cap'n wants to feed his pet fish!
One at a time or all at once
As a community service, I reckuns we does 'em all at once t' be rid o' tha scourge that be bankers. So wot do ye fink o' this... us gits all tha bankers on a leaky barge n us tows it inta tha middle o' Shark Bay n' scuttles it frum under 'em?
Shark Bay Oooooohhhhhhh......everythin's all over the place. I can't get nuttin' into here. I'm not usin' the digicons no more. Them not workin' right.
Anyway...I started to say...Instead of throwin' 'em to the sharks, might get a nasty letter from the humane society, we take 'em all down to the Florida Everglades and feed 'em to the 'gators. Banker butts won't bother 'em too too much. Their gastronomical output we can use to fill up the bottles starkers got stowed away for emergencies in case the feds come lookin' for their missin' CEO's. And as far as a leaky barge goes...nah...tie a length of really scratchy rope to their wangadangs and push 'em off the plank. When one goes they all follow. How's that?
Shall we have an official long weekend just to commemorate this historic event (anything for a long weekend)
Instead of a long weekend, how about a holiday twice a week... once for 3 days and once for 4 days??
Why aren't you Prime Minister I bet on that premise alone you could get voted in
I aren't Prime Minister cos I still want friends.
If I ran for politics, do you think The Curried Cabbage Party would be the ticket... and would it have 'impact'???
I say we vote for starkers as 'Prime' Prime Minister with absolute control of The Curried Cabbage Party and throw politics out the window. After all...it wuz politics what got us into this mess to begin with. Tell ya what...we use one of the start panels as a banner and fly it atop the poop deck mast of the the CCP (Curried Cabbage Party) Starkerbarker. Anybody what messes with us gets all blowed up or at the very least covered in highly toxic greenish/brown goop. Hahahaha......navies ain't got nuttin' on us. Right
The Navy gets the Gravy and the Army gets the beans,beans,beans. An X father-in-law used to sing that to us, and do you think he ever asked us if we wanted to even Hear It.....
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