Topic: TraceyG, Eat Your Heart Out!!! (Read 24231 times)

KRolling · « **Reply #40 on:** February 05, 2003, 10:20:08 pm »

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<Rolling mumbles to herself, and presses the button to activate the force field>

There!!! Now they'll be in there till I say they can come out!!

<she then beams the blackjack tables, slots, roulette wheel, craps tables, and all alcohol beverages out of the bombshelter>

Hehe!!! That'll teach them.

Dear, you forget, you can't transport through a shield. Father Ted giggles as he activates his own shield, thus saving Casino Night and the other fun from the clutches of a budding temperance movement. <snicker>

The shield is only on the door, for now. Don't worry you'll all be running out of supplies soon enough!!!

Spartan · « **Reply #41 on:** February 05, 2003, 10:20:41 pm »

Ted, that casino thing reminds me of a goof-ball religion I made up one night.....I think it was Shaefers beer night.....It was a religion based on making money and celebrities in hiding, I called it the "1st Church (and Bank) of Elvis" That has money making all over it.....I will leave out the details, I guess you had to be there to apreciate it and get the full humor of it but it was pretty warped..errr....funny.

KRolling · « **Reply #42 on:** February 05, 2003, 10:23:20 pm »

Would everyone go over to the JYB thread and bump that SO.... um, that tread to high heaven for me please?

KATChuutRitt · « **Reply #43 on:** February 06, 2003, 12:08:41 am »

Chuut now awaked and filled in on what is going on looks to Father Ted

"Nice move Ted, but you know that she will keep trying to spoil our fun, she takes orders from Hooch after-all."

"Yes that could become a problem" agreed the good father "What should we do?

"Well you do have that Wet-Spandex competition" planned and I think a certain Hydran might be just the perfect judge for such a TANTALIZING contest if you know what I mean" <snicker> replied the Kzin with a wink

"You sure the Dark-one doesn't put those ideas in your head, my feline friend?" <snicker> asked the giggling priest.

"Nope this idea was definately inspired by the Holy Spirit" announced Chuut pulling out a bottle of Lagavulin 16 year single-malt from his pack and preceded to pour two glasses. "Cheers, Father!"

"Truly heaven sent" added Father Ted as the two new comrades drained their glasses and poured a second round.

KRolling · « **Reply #44 on:** February 06, 2003, 07:05:43 am »

Trying to pull out the old secret weapon, eh?

LOL!!!

SSCF Hooch · « **Reply #45 on:** February 06, 2003, 07:05:55 am »

Julin Eurthyr · « **Reply #46 on:** February 06, 2003, 07:41:13 am »

Meanwhile, the elite mining team of the ISC's famed Jello Echelon, a group famous for finding the best underground natrual jellos everywhere for the Echelon's main event, finishes off the new, ultra-top secret tunnel into KRolling's bomb shelter.

This tunnel is large enough to drive multiple supply trucks up, full of fine supplies ("ISC special" chocodiles, beers of all sorts, a truck full of hard liquors, including tequila and scotch, lots of buffalo wings, chips, doritos, and other fine hours d'ouvres.

Amidst the quiet hub-bub of the crew setting up the wet bar and restaraunt, the main attraction is set up in the center of the area. The famed Jello-wrestling ring of the Little Paradise is set up in the center of the area, and filled with a fine lime-green jello.

Soon, the area is prepared, and a selection of the galaxies finest serving waitresses and wrestlers make their way into the casino area, announcing the fact. They periodically point out the front door, where bouncers capable of single-handedly lifting one-ton trucks stand, in armor, with conspicuously displayed weaponry, watching the crowd through their sunglasses.

Then the lights turn on. Eat at Joes. The place of famed ISC Jello Wrestling.

And from above, aboard the Little Paradise, Julin looks upon the video feeds from the location and says, "All is well today. Nobody shall die from privation down there this day. Or week. Or as long as the sermon continues."

KRolling · « **Reply #47 on:** February 06, 2003, 07:47:58 am »

LOL!!!!

I'm running out of ideas!!!!

corbin369 · « **Reply #51 on:** February 06, 2003, 11:54:25 am »

".....And that's when I saw her walk into the bunker with the Compression Pulse Phaser Rifle...Your Honor"

Kat_K'arbin

KRolling · « **Reply #52 on:** February 06, 2003, 12:26:42 pm »

LOL!!!

Spartan · « **Reply #53 on:** February 06, 2003, 07:11:32 pm »

As long as it has a bar stool, I'm there. How many people will fit in the bunker?....I start thinking about Bob's Country Bunker from Blues Brothers....Thats how I picture Ted's Bunk....er Chapel, ya, chapel......

FatherTed · « **Reply #54 on:** February 06, 2003, 07:29:54 pm »

You're on the right track, Sparty. But think underground, with a rather upset SSCF pilot patolling the door with a rolling pin.

As well as it's going, I think we should expand. Do you think the 11th can add a bar and grill? <snicker>

Spartan · « **Reply #55 on:** February 06, 2003, 08:34:05 pm »

The Bar & Grill is always open! Though its been a while since I hosted one of those IP nights. But the thought of that rolling pin...thats scarry....wait, what am I saying, I'm married...I'm used to it, and have the knots in my head to prove it.

J'inn · « **Reply #57 on:** February 06, 2003, 10:40:17 pm »

"Twould appear it's time for a campaign.

KATChuutRitt · « **Reply #59 on:** February 07, 2003, 01:00:51 am »

Hey it just occured to me guys, Kim's got a rolling pin and she looks like Cartman's mom.....................maybe she should bake us a pie??????

<Looks around for expected attack, if that don't get her in here nothing will>

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