Sternvogel, who knows more about Ford Galaxies than about Maxies, and hopes EarthStone777 (whose previous post was a bit late) or another Uppercaser is open for this pass…
…but nooooooooooo. [/Steve Martin].
twicks grabs the ball and yodels to her fellow Luckies…
However, Sternvogel is the only one who hears her. Hoping an Uppercaser is within earshot, I kick the ball to…
EarthStone777 who is rather upset at being interrupted when trying to take a hotair balloon ride and forgetting to preview before posting. He tosses the ball up and headbutts it straight up into the air…
… and twicks catches it, preventing the goal. She puts it in a steamer trunk and slaps on an address label: “Ship this to…”
Feydeau, who, upon looking at his calendar, realizes he has several important deadlines looming in the next few days (so don’t expect me here quite as much…maybe).
Putting cotton in his ears to try to drown out the [del]screeching[/del] yodeling, he passes the ball to…
Sternvogel, who sees the pace has picked up, and so quickly tips the pass to…
EarthStone777, who tosses the steamer trunk into an empty box car, pulls himself aboard after it, and rides the rails to destinations unknown. At some point EarthStone goes in search of the dining car and leaves the trunk unguarded and
… on preview realises that he is now 3rd to touch it so rushes back to the trunk, and tosses the entire thing, DoperBall locked in steamer trunk off the train into into the goal posts for a SCORE!
With the Uppercase Dopers now leading the lowercase squad by a 3-2 margin, **Sternvogel{/b] places the steamer trunk on a flatcar. As the train roars down the tracks, the engineer suddenly sees an automobile stuck at a crossing gate. At the wheel of the sedan is…
twickster :eek:
No – wait – just a hologram. The real twicks is trackside, laughing evilly, Doperball firmly tucked under one arm, ready to hand it off to …
Sternvogel, who suspects there’s method to her madness, yet accepts the gift and quickly releases it to…
gardentraveler, who has a hair appointment in 5 minutes and decides that the Doperball could use some grooming too…
twicks pushes her hair out of her eyes and agrees –
–but Feydeau (who also requires a haircut) takes the DoperBall and passes it to…
Sternvogel, who isn’t getting a haircut, but instead looking for a goal as he passes to…
… the wily twickster, who, yes, is about to head home, but not before handing off the ball to …
Sternvogel, who hopes that at least two of his teammates are still around as he enters a handy Best Cuts and places the ball in the shampooers’ sink. Coming along to claim the wet sphere is…
gardentraveler who is irate that Sternvogel would consider Best Cuts an appropriate place for the Doperball to be groomed. She takes the ball back to her haircutting professional (who is conveniently 3 minutes away) and…
… discovers to her dismay that I am on the premises, recruiting her favorite stylist to join the Best Cuts team. As I hand the beautician the contract…
Disclaimer: I am not actually affiliated with any haircutting establishment, except as an occasional customer.
gardentraveler stands back as the stylist laughs at the contract. She takes advantage of this distraction to grab the ball and walk it to the library (who cares about grooming?)…
*unable to resist pun…