Re: Ha ha! Not for me!
Kara stood up and smiled. "I don't breathe! The stench won't effect me!" She
said. "Are you saying we should let you out there? Alone?" Dean asked. "Of
course. I'm the only one who won't be bothered. I can get us out in five
minutes tops...I hope. That depends on how things go but with the proper
tactics and the hope that I can still kick some arse...been a while since
I've done that sane mind you...we'll all be home free. That is whatever way
home is." McGellen explained.
"No we can't. You're too unstable." Emma said. "Wait, hang on. That's a good
idea. We'll just have to hope she can do this." Seymour said. "See look. He
says its okay so I'm going!" Kara said. She took the keys and left hoping to
find away to get rid of the smell and get the others out.
Smeg On, Captain Emerald.
"Fear me for I am a writer!(evil laughter)"
>From: "Chris Allan" <chris_allan669@...>
>Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Inside it smells of Tarmasolata!
>Date: Sun, 23 Nov 2003 14:24:54 -0000
>Emma dissappeared among the supplies ooking for a screwdriver.
>''AAAAGGGHHH a rat!!!'' Emma squeked in furey unable to speak, and
>with a srewdriver in her mouth . She nodded towards the opening above.
>''What?'' asked Seymour in wonder.
>''Oh for smeg's sake!'' and Dean grabbed Emma and threw her through
>the hole. The hatch opened, the others got a crate to stand on and
>Then Kara, followed by Onion, Dean and finally Emma, dropped back out onto
>the crate again.
>"Well, fun as it was creeping into a little hole that went no where and
>then back out again, might I suggest we get ourselves actaully out of
>here?" said Seymour, the exasperation quite plain in his voice.
>"Sounds like a plan to me." said Dean,
>"Sorry, I misread that one." admitted Emma.
>"Hey guys." said Kara, bending over the keys of the dead fishy guard, "Why
>don't we just use the door?"
>"Let's give it a try then, open it up." said Emma, and Kara complied
>Dean stepped out into the corridor. "Smeg!" he yelled, ducking back in and
>slamming the door behind him.
>"What?" asked the others, simultaneously thinking "GUARDS!"
>"The entire place stinks of tarmasolata!" Dean said, gasping for air.
>"The fishy devils!" yelled Seymour.
>"They obviously breathe tarmasolata as opposed to air..." started Emma,
>"No, sorry, that's just silly."
>"So what now?" asked Seymour.
>"Good question." said Dean, and they sat down to think.
>Dean "Tarmasolata" Thomas
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