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Silver in My Silent Heart
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Ha! That means Rune's enterprise is a fraud!
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Curmudgeonly Wordwraith
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Ensconced in curmudgeonly pursuits
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Rune -- here's a catchy slogan for your next advertisement:
"At Runes', nobody can beat our meat!"
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision. |
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Odinic Wanderer
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I feel that it is my duty to inform you that Hookbill had nothing to do with the wrong spelling of Karl Marx's name.
It was the way I comisioned the advert. . .I thought it would increase my meats apeal to tolkien fans. You see in the Danish LotR books (Ringenes Herre) names such as Cirdan and Celeborn is spelled Kirdan and Keleborn, this is so in order to make it easier for Danes to understand how it should be pronounced. I simply figured that by writting Carl Marx rather than Karl Marx it would bring a touch of middle-earth to the product and thus increas the interest from Downers. |
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Alive without breath
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla
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Special thanks to TheGreatElvenWarrior for the second story of doom.
Sorry about the main story... I couldn't resist. ![]() This week, Mr. Phantom reads some disturbing news... ![]() Next week, there may be cake... But probably not...
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I think that if you want facts, then The Downer Newspaper is probably the place to go. I know! I read it once. THE PHANTOM AND ALIEN: The Legend of the Golden Bus Ticket... |
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Mighty Quill
Join Date: Aug 2007
Location: Walking off to look for America
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I love it! Alien says all sorts of things to make the Phantom very mad and distressed! How funny. The perfect answer to the question "Was it something I said?"
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The Party Doesn't Start Until You're Dead.
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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Heh. Always a good giggle. Thanks for another great issue, Hookbill. *chuckles*
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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Curmudgeonly Wordwraith
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Ensconced in curmudgeonly pursuits
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LETTER TO THE EDITOR
Dear Sir, Madam or Cat: I must protest in the most strenuous possible terms the article entitled 'Cereal Box Discovered Having Affair With Toaster'. The very thought of it is absurd! Look, in my part of the country ready-to-eat breakfast foods do not mingle with electric kitchen utensils. It just is not done! You have gone beyond the bounds of decency reporting an odd bit of decadent, amoral and obviously deviant behavior that is certainly outside the realm of culinary taste. Oh yes, I can hear the jokes now: 'What, were they caught spooning?' or 'Oh, she was a real Pop-tart alright!' and so on and so forth, thus trivializing the monogamous and God-given commandments rendered unto food groups and their associated utensils. Steak knives cut meat, butter knives butter bread, toasters make toast, bowls and spoons are made for cereal -- this is the bedrock and foundation of a civilized pantry! What next, electric blenders furtively mixing with salmon? The silver tea set slumming with pork and beans? Bananas lasciviously stripping for the can-opener? It shall be perversion in the pantry! Clammering in the cupboards! Chaos in the kitchen! We shall be knived, scooped and forked before the morning coffee percolates! Cereal killers! Cereal killers and appliance abominations! Sincerely yours, Emma Little-Teapot Short-on-Stout, Harrismehandle, Heresmespout Co. P.S. Sorry for the outburst. Sometimes I get so steamed up, I just shout.
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