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I often wondered how Marmosets came to control the Australian underground. In fact they control the whole rail network and would have the buses too if the Aussies hadn't been baiting the bus stops with parkin laced with gin. Makes 'em mean as hell but easier to pick up.

[Louis P. Burns aka Lugh]

I often wondered how Marmosets came to control the Australian underground. In fact they control the whole rail network and would have the buses too if the Aussies hadn't been baiting the bus stops with parkin laced with gin. Makes 'em mean as hell but easier to pick up.

Look. We've clearly established that you are actually a Marmoset yourself. Unless of course you're calling Mike a 'fibber'... Your plans to take over the world with spreadable vegetable matter won't work. We have you surrounded.

STEP AWAY FROM THE KEYBOARD...

PLACE YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD...

[spacecadet]

<------------ Busted


Mind you, I bet that later on in this thread Lugh realises that I am a time-traveller and predicts my use of nano-bot technology.

[Louis P. Burns aka Lugh]

Hi folks. I got a more than a little distracted this afternoon with a few pc updates. I believe this computer has caught Marmititus and a strong dose of it too...

Will be back online tomorrow and may delete this post then if it messes with the continuity of this madness...

Best wishes for now ...

[Mike Daniels]

Oh Dear. Now David I, King of the Vegimites is masquerading as a four boy, English 'pop' group whose claim to fame seems to have been that they 'play their own instruments.'

When it comes to pop music, it just shows that you can fool most of the people most of the time, especially if you blow your own trumpet.

My vet - that's veteran, rather than veterinary - recommends Agent Orange, two pills to be taken orally after meals, but he's always been considered a member of the extremist wing of the Catholic Industry of Australia.

Mind you, I suspect that actually the man we know as the spacecadet has been infiltrated. His mind and body are no longer his own, and he's being forced to cover up a much more sinister plot against his own will. I suspect whole phalanxes of marmites have swarmed into his system. Call a vet - that's veterinary rather than veteran - and we'll some shift the beggars.

Looks like Lugh needs assistance also - call out the pc brigade, and we'll soon have this political movement in a suitable correctional institute.

Mike

[Louis P. Burns aka Lugh]

Oh Dear. Now David I, King of the Vegimites is masquerading as a four boy, English 'pop' group whose claim to fame seems to have been that they 'play their own instruments.'

Are we talking Mop-Top hairstyles and suits here Mike? If we are, then David I - King of the Vegimites may be breaching the copyright and memorabilia of a band who were fashionable in the 60's and 70's. I believe the were called; The Beatles...

This is indeed a terrible carry on. He'll never get away with it..!

No wait. He might...

Royalty seem to get away with everything ...

When it comes to pop music, it just shows that you can fool most of the people most of the time, especially if you blow your own trumpet.

OMG. Trumpets..! Lock the doors! No-one gets out! If David I - King of the Vegimites ( Royalty ) starts shooting Marmititus through brass instruments the world is doomed... Doomed I tellz ya..! *

My vet - that's veteran, rather than veterinary - recommends Agent Orange, two pills to be taken orally after meals, but he's always been considered a member of the extremist wing of the Catholic Industry of Australia.

I used to be a Catholic, although I have no recollection of being manufactured in Australia ..! All I can draw from this is that my memory has been tampered with. Perhaps David I - King of the Vegimites will furnish Sensitize with an explanation. Doubtful though. Royalty again ...

Agent Orange... Hmmmm? Didn't REM sing about that stuff in a song called Orange Crush back in 1989? I find it more than a little interesting that a substance designed and manufactured to burn the forestry of Vietnam and its inhabitants, is now coming in pills. Is it a fad, or a long-lasting cult amongst Royalty ..?

Mind you, I suspect that actually the man we know as the spacecadet has been infiltrated. His mind and body are no longer his own, and he's being forced to cover up a much more sinister plot against his own will. I suspect whole phalanxes of marmites have swarmed into his system. Call a vet - that's veterinary rather than veteran - and we'll some shift the beggars.

David I - King of the Vegimites has been seen roaming around the Irish and UK countryside proclaiming his love for marmites. He's also been known to frequent the set of Coronation Street and when 'hush' is required from all on-set, loudly bellows "Marmititus!" and does a runner. No-one of course confronts him because. Yip - you've guessed it - he's Royalty ...

Looks like Lugh needs assistance also - call out the pc brigade, and we'll soon have this political movement in a suitable correctional institute.

Very doubtful indeed Mike. The trouble is none of them work together and all have their own well established opinions of how things can be sorted. I'm sure if you lean forward with a stethascope and listen hard to your computer monitor, you'll hear their arguments raging about the internet and of course - David I - King of the Vegimites... Royalty ...

SOME NEWS JUST IN
Negotiations with David I - King of the Vegimites have broken down. Not because all parties aren't willing to resolve matters, but because everytime they get to a point where they feel things settling. Yip - you guessed correctly again - David I - King of the Vegimites bellows "Marmititus!"...

I've often been left wondering if this thread is an annex to the set of Corrie...

It's a conspiracy Mike. A rampant conspiracy..!

Very concerned.

Cardboard box under an assumed identity...

DERRY...

P.S. I've discovered David I - King of the Vegimites is a time-travelling Poet (Pote) and yes, dare I say it? Royalty ...

I'm also a time-travelling writer by the way. You want some proof?

OK then...

I bet David I - King of the Vegimites (Royalty ) posts a message after this one talking about his time-travelling exploits and how he has cultivated nanobot technologies to combat marmites.

Don't believe him..!

He's just qualified as an Evil Doctor in the future and come back to our time to reak havoc in nano-poetic form. If you don't believe me, just click here...

P.P.S. - FECKIN' ROYALTY ...!!!

* Doomed I tellz ya..!

hyperlink in this ridiculous piece of anarchic comedy writing by a jabbering wreck on pills in Deery is to:-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-baPDNC-XLo
viewtopic.php?t=387

[spacecadet]

Oh Dear. Now David I, King of the Vegimites is masquerading as a four boy, English 'pop' group whose claim to fame seems to have been that they 'play their own instruments.'

But they do so much work in the community, looking after the old folk and such. They're often to be found shaking hands with an old widow.

When it comes to pop music, it just shows that you can fool most of the people most of the time, especially if you blow your own trumpet.

.....and they're not averse to sharing their instruments with each other. What happy people they are.

My vet - that's veteran, rather than veterinary - recommends Agent Orange, two pills to be taken orally after meals, but he's always been considered a member of the extremist wing of the Catholic Industry of Australia.

That Agent Orange chap. Frightening fellow. He has a bowler hat full of gadgets and a bullet proof sash....

Mind you, I suspect that actually the man we know as the spacecadet has been infiltrated. His mind and body are no longer his own, and he's being forced to cover up a much more sinister plot against his own will. I suspect whole phalanxes of marmites have swarmed into his system. Call a vet - that's veterinary rather than veteran - and we'll some shift the beggars.

Luckily my local veterinary is an "Evil" vetinary. He wanted to be an "Evil" Doctor but failed his "Evil" A Level in "Evil" Biology. Instead of aiming at world domination he now works at dominating the animal world from his "Evil" vetinary HQ. He has created a nano-bot version of a killer bug aimed at wiping out the Marmites. Due to the temporal displaced nature they have evolved whilst in my Time Traveller head, he has released 24 of these "Terminitors" into my left ear and the war is being fought behind my forehead sometime in the future (about the year 2032 - Leeds have just got back into the Premiership - hooray!).

Looks like Lugh needs assistance also - call out the pc brigade, and we'll soon have this political movement in a suitable correctional institute.

Bait 'em with parkin and gin, I tell ya! The little feckers go mad for it.

[Louis P. Burns aka Lugh]

^^^ See?

I bet David I - King of the Vegimites (Royalty ) posts a message after this one talking about his time-travelling exploits and how he has cultivated nanobot technologies to combat marmites.

I told you...

[spacecadet]

<------------ Busted


Mind you, I bet that later on in this thread Lugh realises that I am a time-traveller and predicts my use of nano-bot technology.

I think we're risking the creation of a bubble in the space-time continuum. Let's not fall into another infinite time loop again. That last one seemed to last...... well....... forever.

[upstate]

I think we're risking the creation of a bubble in the space-time continuum. Let's not fall into another infinite time loop again. That last one seemed to last...... well....... forever.

IS THIS A POEM?
By Louis P. Burns aka Lugh © 2006. All Rights Reserved.

"No. This time we keep contact throughout. Here. Take this."

"What is it?"

"It's the tail of my shirt. Hang on!"

"OK."


"Wheeeeeh..!"


"We're flying!"

"Eh. No... We're falling."

"Oh."

"Yes."

"Hmm?"

"Indeed."


"What now?"

"Who knows?"

"Jeeze."

"Sheeeeeed."


"Fuck it!"

"Yeah... Fuck it..!"


"What if this is all there is?"

"Do you really care?"

"How'd I get so old, so quick?"


"Are you bored yet?"

"Yeah. Are you?"

"Uh huh..."


"Right..."

[spacecadet]

When Words Run Out.


Last night I dreamt
that words ran out
and

[Louis P. Burns aka Lugh]

When Words Run Out.


Last night I dreamt
that words ran out
and

[Mike Daniels]

[Louis P. Burns aka Lugh]

..!

[Mike Daniels]

!!

1*1=1
1+1=10
^^^^^=9