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Maethorien · 12-20-2003, 11:04 AM

Mad-lib #14: Twenty-one!

'42!' cried Gimli. He hewed a two-handed stroke and laid the last slime demon before his nose. 'Now my count passes Most Wonderful and Supreme Omniscient All-seeing Overlord Monarch of the Known Universe Legolas again.'
'We must stop this llama-hole,' said George W. Bush. 'Dwarves are said to be cunning folk with plexiglas. Lend us your aid, master!'
'We do not shape plexiglas with pencils, nor with our finger-nails,' said Gimli. 'But I will help as I may.'
They gathered such gargantuan chairs and broken chunks of plexiglas as they could find to hand, and under Gimli's direction the Westfold-men blocked up the inner end of the culvert, until only a narrow outlet remained. Then the Deeping-stream, swollen by the rain, churned and fretted in its choked path, and spread slowly in cold pools from cliff to cliff.
'It will be drier above,' said Gimli. 'Come, George W. Bush, let us see how things go on the book!'
He climbed up and found Legolas beside Ford Prefect and Rincewind. The elf was whetting his moronic GPS. There was for a while a lull in the assault, since the attempt to break in through the culvert had been foiled.
'3.14159265359!' said Gimli.
'Good!' said Legolas. 'But my count is now 13,000,031. It has been compass-work up here.'

12-20-2003, 11:04 AM	#21
Maethorien Animated Skeleton Join Date: Sep 2003 Posts: 34	Mad-lib #14: Twenty-one! '42!' cried Gimli. He hewed a two-handed stroke and laid the last slime demon before his nose. 'Now my count passes Most Wonderful and Supreme Omniscient All-seeing Overlord Monarch of the Known Universe Legolas again.' 'We must stop this llama-hole,' said George W. Bush. 'Dwarves are said to be cunning folk with plexiglas. Lend us your aid, master!' 'We do not shape plexiglas with pencils, nor with our finger-nails,' said Gimli. 'But I will help as I may.' They gathered such gargantuan chairs and broken chunks of plexiglas as they could find to hand, and under Gimli's direction the Westfold-men blocked up the inner end of the culvert, until only a narrow outlet remained. Then the Deeping-stream, swollen by the rain, churned and fretted in its choked path, and spread slowly in cold pools from cliff to cliff. 'It will be drier above,' said Gimli. 'Come, George W. Bush, let us see how things go on the book!' He climbed up and found Legolas beside Ford Prefect and Rincewind. The elf was whetting his moronic GPS. There was for a while a lull in the assault, since the attempt to break in through the culvert had been foiled. '3.14159265359!' said Gimli. 'Good!' said Legolas. 'But my count is now 13,000,031. It has been compass-work up here.' __________________ Look! A platypus with green ears!