as he let out a loud screech of pain and fell backwards his hand landed on a stone and suddenly the wall behind the skeleton open exposing hundreds of walking living skeletons.....
"Dang it, I wish I had pa's shotgun..." he mumbled as the skeletons walked closer.
So he picked up the big stone and took a stance. He rolled it like a ball straight into the living, walking skeletons sending their bones flying all over the cave.
a six-headed eight-armed, purple flying lion swooped down from the top of the cave right towards him, he ducked just in time, but then noticed that the lion had grabbed Timmy his faithful companion who although has yet to been mentioned had been with him for quite a while and they had grown very close.
glass of brandy. He had no clue what he was supposed to do now was he supposed to leave this pit, or just live here for the rest of his life. It was at this moment when a bright light and footsteps could be heard coming through the tunnel in front of him...
...who was planning a party in OSLO for the next day. It should be a masquerade-event and cause he knew my special style of cothing he asked me to join with the words:
"Hey, long time no hear, join my party in Oslo tomorrow - just come as you are, but don't...
... started hacking together a Perl one liner (Java was just to slow!) on his phone, that would focus the cellular phones Ultra High Frequency Radio waves in just the right manner, to carve out a section of the pit, and remold it into a new harley davidson with a doubly powerful engine!
Then our hero and the Princess of Death hopped on the new black-nitted Ultra Harley Davidson, and opened her out; riding across the skies like a rocket, the JAPH license plate number was still glinting in the moonlight, as they ....
After finished buisness , overtaking a 747 , and the cig after they decided to have some more fun.
So they flew with their new black-nitted Ultra Harley Davidson straight to...
A skeleton covered in tons of spider webs with a huge ...
...warhammer in the right hand and a crown on his skull...
"What's the plan?
Track'em, find'em, kill'em!"
Being in this dark place, he figured he needed a weapon. He reached to take the warhammer, but when he did...
...it slipped onto his toe. That caused immense pain, but...
as he let out a loud screech of pain and fell backwards his hand landed on a stone and suddenly the wall behind the skeleton open exposing hundreds of walking living skeletons.....
A thought flashed in his mind: "I'm a lucky guy, the skelettons don't wear funny norwegian ski-hats, so...
"What's the plan?
Track'em, find'em, kill'em!"
"Dang it, I wish I had pa's shotgun..." he mumbled as the skeletons walked closer.
So he picked up the big stone and took a stance. He rolled it like a ball straight into the living, walking skeletons sending their bones flying all over the cave.
"STRIKE !!!!"
He bowled a perfect shot but just then ...
a six-headed eight-armed, purple flying lion swooped down from the top of the cave right towards him, he ducked just in time, but then noticed that the lion had grabbed Timmy his faithful companion who although has yet to been mentioned had been with him for quite a while and they had grown very close.
he then realized he was alone. After weeks of communal living, he could finally play solitaire and enjoy a good...
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glass of brandy. He had no clue what he was supposed to do now was he supposed to leave this pit, or just live here for the rest of his life. It was at this moment when a bright light and footsteps could be heard coming through the tunnel in front of him...
He looked up and there was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and she said ...
"HEY, you big brute! Clean my stone floors!" She clearly mistook him for the janitor. She moved to shove him up against the wall, when...
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...suddenly his mobile-phone rang.
"Sorry, Lady, we can play later, but I have to go to OSLO right now, where a friend of mine...
(for the new ones here: read the "rules" at page 1 first, then have fun with the never-ending-story.)
"What's the plan?
Track'em, find'em, kill'em!"
Who is working on the latest and greatest from Qt Software (formerally known as Troltech)l .......
...who was planning a party in OSLO for the next day. It should be a masquerade-event and cause he knew my special style of cothing he asked me to join with the words:
"Hey, long time no hear, join my party in Oslo tomorrow - just come as you are, but don't...
"What's the plan?
Track'em, find'em, kill'em!"
... to bring a date, and an extra ....
Coffe and Tea, Got to have it dark hot and ice cold
pair of underpants because
...there will be a hot surprise for you..."
The hot surprise made the little man very keen on joining that party. His thoughts ran wild, could it be a...
"What's the plan?
Track'em, find'em, kill'em!"
bottle-spinning-toga-cocain party OR is it ....
Red HOT little red wagon!!! YES it is the FLYER
...which he had seen a view days ago. Displayed on it was a hot chick and in big letters stood PINK RABBIT PARTY...
"What's the plan?
Track'em, find'em, kill'em!"
BUT then he suddenly remembered, that his ex-wife also lived in Oslo.
DAMN.
He wondered if he could...
chew on a crackpipe for no apparent reason, but...
all of a sudden, the beautiful woman in the tunnel (ref page 11), asked if she could come along, ...
(@DUKE, nice party idea xD)
Being a man of adventure, loving the thrill and hot chicks, he agreed.
He was sure, that she must be the Princess of Death in full bloom, but hey, you don't get such a company each day.
"Come with me" he said.
"Not without my black-nitted Harley Davidson from a time before time" she replied and then they...
"What's the plan?
Track'em, find'em, kill'em!"
... started hacking together a Perl one liner (Java was just to slow!) on his phone, that would focus the cellular phones Ultra High Frequency Radio waves in just the right manner, to carve out a section of the pit, and remold it into a new harley davidson with a doubly powerful engine!
Then our hero and the Princess of Death hopped on the new black-nitted Ultra Harley Davidson, and opened her out; riding across the skies like a rocket, the JAPH license plate number was still glinting in the moonlight, as they ....
were humping each other at 120mph !
SAS_Capt_Sniper
Head of Recruitment & Tactical Training
GCHQ - 22nd SAS Elite Virtual Regiment
After finished buisness , overtaking a 747 , and the cig after they decided to have some more fun.
So they flew with their new black-nitted Ultra Harley Davidson straight to...
St. Petersburg (Russia), where they landed smack dab in the middle of ....
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