*back at snake enclosure* howard:...yeah, I'm quite the comedic genius, me. Have you heard the one about the Duke of York...?...he *sure* liked his pudding! *chuckles* get it? Yorksure Pudding? Ha! That's one of mine!
Vince: *glares* howard: anyway...hey, who's that?! vince: who, him? thats patrick the stoat. he's a real goer, i can tell you...! howard: no, not him. her! that beautiful woman! that goddess of elegance! she is the pace-maker to my heart! the speckled peel to my fruit!-Vince, i must know her name! vince: that's mrs.giddion. howard: "mrs.giddeon". perfection! *starts to sing* "ooooh, mrs. giddeon, you're not a small bowl of fries - at least a medium..." vince: *covers ears, wincing* AAH! Shut up will you? I've heard more musical ability from Quentin the Meercat! And he's got pigeons for shins!
*Quentin shuffles by, humming "My Heart Will Go On"
howard: *ignoring insult* listen vince, you've got to introduce me! vince: i don't know....she's a woman of class her, I don't think you're her type... howard: what? of course i am! mrs.giddeon and i - we're like two star-crossed lovers reaching out to each other over a sea of festering porridge! vince: what are you getting at? howard: i'm saying we've got a connection, yeah? we're destined for each other. vince: the only connection mrs.giddeon has is with O2. howard: our love is beyond mobile contracts, vince. vince: i don't know, 100 free texts a month - you can't beat that. howard: look, just shut up alright! take me over there, introduce me! vince: alright! keep your wig on! *vince leads howard over to mrs.giddeon, who is tending to Tony the Python. howard straightens his collar, flicks his hair into place and struts over to meet his destiny*
Most Useless Post Ever.elenestelDecember 4 2006, 14:57:06 UTC
Mrs Giddeon: *Becomes a lobster* Howard: Hey, woah there, what's that about? Vince: *dis-interested* It's one of her powers. Bit useless, but it's...yeah. Howard: It's oddly familiar....anyway. She'll be back. Mrs Giddeon: *Scuttles away with Tony following her*
Re: Most Useless Post Ever.grey_seasDecember 7 2006, 15:13:31 UTC
Howard: So - AGH! *screeches and recoils* Mr Fossil what are you doing?! fossil: *stands up from where he's been crouched next to howard's knees with a tape-measure* Nothing! Something! i mean no! yes! AAAAH! vince: mr fossil, are you alright?! fossil: *suddenly calm* yeah, vince, i'm fine. what the hells wrong with you? you got a small cake in your shoe or something? v:no... h:look, mr fossil, this is only my first day, but i've got a few ideas about how the zoo should be run. i mean, i've already been eaten by the python 3 times...that flamingo running the hotdog stand keeps squirting mustard on my trousers...a hedgehog *incessantly* keeps trying to burrow into my hair! it's ridiculous, ou have to do something about it! fossil: listen, moon! you got problems with the zoo? I DON'T CARE! so why do you put on your maiden's nightgown, pick up that bucket of fish guts and do the hula already! Geeze! howard:... vince: right away mr fossil! no worries! fossil: and if i hear one more complain from you today i'll be on you like a fine coleslaw! *fossil walks away muttering to himself* f: oh yeah, that's right baby. Bobbies gonna get you good...
howard: *still mildly pissed and shocked at fossils out burst* is he always like that? vince: yeah, pretty much, not much you can do about it, really. howard: he's insane! he should be locked up! v: howard, relax, yeah? c'mon, lets go back to the hat and have a cup of tea. h: yeah, alright then... *back at the hut* h: *sits down with his tea next to vince and takes a sip* aaaaah, thats the stuff. v: yeah, pretty good, ain't it?
v:....the thing about gary numan, though... h: OH NOT AGAIN!
howard:...yeah, I'm quite the comedic genius, me. Have you heard the one about the Duke of York...?...he *sure* liked his pudding! *chuckles* get it? Yorksure Pudding? Ha! That's one of mine!
Vince: *glares*
howard: anyway...hey, who's that?!
vince: who, him? thats patrick the stoat. he's a real goer, i can tell you...!
howard: no, not him. her! that beautiful woman! that goddess of elegance! she is the pace-maker to my heart! the speckled peel to my fruit!-Vince, i must know her name!
vince: that's mrs.giddion.
howard: "mrs.giddeon". perfection! *starts to sing* "ooooh, mrs. giddeon, you're not a small bowl of fries - at least a medium..."
vince: *covers ears, wincing* AAH! Shut up will you? I've heard more musical ability from Quentin the Meercat! And he's got pigeons for shins!
*Quentin shuffles by, humming "My Heart Will Go On"
howard: *ignoring insult* listen vince, you've got to introduce me!
vince: i don't know....she's a woman of class her, I don't think you're her type...
howard: what? of course i am! mrs.giddeon and i - we're like two star-crossed lovers reaching out to each other over a sea of festering porridge!
vince: what are you getting at?
howard: i'm saying we've got a connection, yeah? we're destined for each other.
vince: the only connection mrs.giddeon has is with O2.
howard: our love is beyond mobile contracts, vince.
vince: i don't know, 100 free texts a month - you can't beat that.
howard: look, just shut up alright! take me over there, introduce me!
vince: alright! keep your wig on!
*vince leads howard over to mrs.giddeon, who is tending to Tony the Python. howard straightens his collar, flicks his hair into place and struts over to meet his destiny*
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Howard: Hey, woah there, what's that about?
Vince: *dis-interested* It's one of her powers. Bit useless, but it's...yeah.
Howard: It's oddly familiar....anyway. She'll be back.
Mrs Giddeon: *Scuttles away with Tony following her*
Howard: So...
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fossil: *stands up from where he's been crouched next to howard's knees with a tape-measure* Nothing! Something! i mean no! yes! AAAAH!
vince: mr fossil, are you alright?!
fossil: *suddenly calm* yeah, vince, i'm fine. what the hells wrong with you? you got a small cake in your shoe or something?
v:no...
h:look, mr fossil, this is only my first day, but i've got a few ideas about how the zoo should be run. i mean, i've already been eaten by the python 3 times...that flamingo running the hotdog stand keeps squirting mustard on my trousers...a hedgehog *incessantly* keeps trying to burrow into my hair! it's ridiculous, ou have to do something about it!
fossil: listen, moon! you got problems with the zoo? I DON'T CARE! so why do you put on your maiden's nightgown, pick up that bucket of fish guts and do the hula already! Geeze!
howard:...
vince: right away mr fossil! no worries!
fossil: and if i hear one more complain from you today i'll be on you like a fine coleslaw!
*fossil walks away muttering to himself*
f: oh yeah, that's right baby. Bobbies gonna get you good...
howard: *still mildly pissed and shocked at fossils out burst* is he always like that?
vince: yeah, pretty much, not much you can do about it, really.
howard: he's insane! he should be locked up!
v: howard, relax, yeah? c'mon, lets go back to the hat and have a cup of tea.
h: yeah, alright then...
*back at the hut*
h: *sits down with his tea next to vince and takes a sip* aaaaah, thats the stuff.
v: yeah, pretty good, ain't it?
v:....the thing about gary numan, though...
h: OH NOT AGAIN!
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