At 07:01 AM 1/26/01 +0000, Una McCormack wrote:
Next!
Travis 2?
Travis 1, you say? Well okay...
[sneak sneak, pounce, garotte garotte]
T1: Help! Help! Have mercy! Mummy! Wah!
[stab, hack, rip, rend, eviscerate, dissect]
T1: Alas, I am done for, thereby clearing the way for my infinitely superior replacement. [expire]
-- "This is the kind of conversation that can only end in a gunshot."
Penny wrote:
At 07:01 AM 1/26/01 +0000, Una McCormack wrote:
Next!
Travis 2?
Travis 1, you say? Well okay...
[sneak sneak, pounce, garotte garotte]
[stab, hack, rip, rend, eviscerate, dissect]
T1: Alas, I am done for. [expire]
<admiring sigh> He even dies with more class than T2: 'argle argle argle *crunch*'.
Una