6.23.2007
Asses
The dumb waiter's not, you know, retarded or anything. It just sits there, silent as the tomb.
But good effort.
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Tut, given your ancient knowledge of astronomy and stuff, you'd guess that the glyphs on the cliff face have astronomical significance.
This is supported by the following piece of evidence.
As you're standing around not doing anything for days, a figure comes out of the jungle tree house.
He's across the bridge, but you can tell he's a tall older gent, dressed in a bathrobe. He's got a great hairdo, sort of a comb-front, styled into a greaser/pompadour thing that sticks up in the front.
"Hey what's up. I'm Reninald the Astronomer. Who the ding dang are you guys? Get off my property! I know just what you're up to and stuff! Don't make me summon STARDEVIL to come kick your ass!..." He squints and mentally counts how many of you there are. "...asses!"
But good effort.
...
Tut, given your ancient knowledge of astronomy and stuff, you'd guess that the glyphs on the cliff face have astronomical significance.
This is supported by the following piece of evidence.
As you're standing around not doing anything for days, a figure comes out of the jungle tree house.
He's across the bridge, but you can tell he's a tall older gent, dressed in a bathrobe. He's got a great hairdo, sort of a comb-front, styled into a greaser/pompadour thing that sticks up in the front.
"Hey what's up. I'm Reninald the Astronomer. Who the ding dang are you guys? Get off my property! I know just what you're up to and stuff! Don't make me summon STARDEVIL to come kick your ass!..." He squints and mentally counts how many of you there are. "...asses!"
