My name is Glenn! Long have I carried Cyrus's hopes and dreams, and now I bear the Masamune as well! Henceforth, I claim them as my own! I shall slay the Fiendlord Magus and restore our honor!
It soon became apparent to Nigel and his chums that they had made a wrong turning somewhere and were now in the "wrong" part of the Hulk.
"Cripes!" said Charles, "Maybe these chaps can help. Excuse me! I say you there, the fellow with the long tongue, yes you! You wouldn't mind awfully telling us how to get back to the teleport pod, only we need to get back to Earth and get to Oliver's Golf Club PDQ, only pater has arranged a jolly nice luncheon for us and the fois gras will be gone by the time we get there."
"I'm not sure they understand you Charles" whispered Nigel, "They appear to be foreign Johnnies."
"Not to worry!" smilled Charles, "I'll sort it out...COULD....YOU...DIRECT...US...BACK...TO...THE...URGH!!!!"
"By jove!" spluttered Jeremy, "That fellow appears to have torn Charles' face orf. Now look here my good...er...man, I don't know which school your parents sent you went to, but where I come from...er...Nigel?"
"Yes Jeremy?"
"This fellow appears to have Charles' gizzard hanging out of his mouth and is screaming at me. There appear to be more of his chums wandering up. Suggestions?"
And so ended the transmission from the Old-Etonians Chapter of the Dark Angels
"Maybe these chaps can help. Excuse me! I say you there, the fellow with the long tongue, yes you! You wouldn't mind awfully telling us how to get back to the teleport pod, only we need to get back to Earth and get to Oliver's Golf Club PDQ, only pater has arranged a jolly nice luncheon for us and the fois gras will be gone by the time we get there."
Posted Wed Nov 26, 2008 11:39 am
Best fun all day.
