This is an easy little game to kill some time.
I start with a question and you must answer with a question. As easy as that.
I'll start: Did you cheat in school?
I can almost here cool people snapping their fingers instead of clapping their hands. Can't you
How can you be so sure it's me.. like, was I around barking when Vesuvius went off... was I there when Krakatoa loss its top?
And would you offer to rub in some burn cream if it did?
And do they ask how come there are little 'puddles' in their belly buttons?
I would assume that starkerbarks are no longer a secret,,, you know I'm right on this
Maybe no longer a secret, but does everybody know that starkerbarks are the result of carefully planned and very precise dietary engineeering?
Most definitily not Cap'n. Butt only your DNA can catapolt it to where it belongs once again right
Providing of course they are properly energized. starkers...do you need the resurgent DNA or the recombinant stuff. Both are in the warehouse awaiting customs inspections. Oh...the customs agent says the broken seal on the large crate marked "DANGEROUS-HIGHLY TOXIC AND LIKELY TO KILL THINGS UPON RELEASE" fell off. He says he can fix it but it'll have to wait untill he gets back from his tour of duty in Iraq next year. Do you still want it delivered?
Why would anyone want such a delivery?
Does the recombinant stuff contai genetically altered strains to maximise 'whiff' potency? If so, I'll take some of that.
If the toxic whiff is still potent as ever?... and the address is still Wall St? YES, deliver it post-haste.
It's not who would want such a delivery, but who we think deserves such a delivery, don't you think?
Would you agree that Wall St is a prime candidate for such a delivery.
Should I mark the delivery P.O.D?
Wouldn't you mark the package: "Contains Cash"... to ensure the bankers open it?
P.O.D.- Pay On Demand. They don't cough up I let the barks loose all over wall street. Starkers...remember that really big GoodYear ballon what flew over OZ the other day? Well...it was really a top secret covert behind the scenes dirigible with special collectors (patent pending) that inhale the starkerbark emanations hovering over OZ. They're then squeezed ever so gently (don't want a premature implosion) into specially shielded flubber bags inside the blimp. Then the whole thing is sent across the pond to the US east coast and put right smack on top of wall street. Now...the question is...should I give them fair warning? (yeah right) or...should I just shoot it down when it gets two feet over CEO HQ?
Wouldn't marking it "Widow's, Orphan's and Poor folks' Life Savings" make it irresistable?
There is that. Although wouldn't it be even more irresistable to mark it...FREE?
Why not mark it BAILOUT?
Why not give the bankers a bailout.... from a top floor window?
Wouldn't their "Golden Parachutes" open then?
Couldn't one hope that golden parachutes are heavy as lead?
Wouldn't you like to be their chute packer?
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to say "chute up", and get away with it?
I would... very muchly. Would you believe that I'd pack a 'shute' the size of a small handkerchief?
Where would you pack that chute?
wouldn't we all like to know
is that how you do it well starkers the way im feeling right now i think i might be of some use to you
You mean he's part of a secret government bio-fuel experiment?
In a standard shute pack, perhaps, but what do you think about the straps being held on by velcro and the rip cord being made of snakeskin... with a live rattler in it?
Don't tell me, you've been experimenting with curried cabbage recipes and feel bloated?
Knowing that government is often corrupt and always inept, do you honestly think I would work for government?
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