Hot dogs? Beer? I smell a market…
<runs out of door, comes back in wearing an apron and pushing a cart>
Haht-DAHGS! Getcher Haht-DAHGS 'ere! Coooold Brewskies! Pea-NUTS! Pahp-CORN! Soda! Haht-DAHGS!
And no, you don’t want to know how much it all costs. You’d better just give me everything in your wallets and the deeds to your houses.
Whoa. This is kinda strange.
[sub]I don’t have anything to say, just wanted e-mail notification.[/sub]
Scylla, babe, it’s time you and I did lunch and talked…MARKETING…I mean the real deal…action figures, play station games, fast food tie-ins, chain restaurants, prequels, sequels, lunch boxes…I’m talking about the whole shebang.
Jester! Can I get a sausage inna bun? I nearly have the loan application for it filled out!
Only 48 payments, and the hot dog is all mine…
<bursting in with a cart>
bah! don’t pay obscenely inflated prices for those MEDIOCRE hotdogs and “regional specialties”!
I, through special import licence, have ALL of “Cut Me Own Throat” Dibbler’s items, and also those of all his many relatives, including “commit seppuku repeatedly” dibla-san, and the ever elusive, “disembowel myself horribly” Dib-Hun!
and, today only, $5.95 for ANY ITEM I HAVE!
come and gettem while they’re hot! just name it, and you get it!
[sub]hehehheheheh… hows THAT for undercutting prices, Jester?
and man, don’t try to bust up my cart; i’ve got a flamethrower…[/sub]
Flamethrower, eh? You’ve obviously underestimated the power of corporate contracts. Boys?
<Squads of Oscar Meyer[sup]tm[/sup] shocktroopers break into the theatre, smash saepiroth’s cart, set it on fire, tie him up and carry him out for “Reprogramming”>
Some people just never learn. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have customers to attend to.
(I’m so baaaaaaaaaaaad)
grahhh!
ung…
i’ll get you, you ^%(^&()!!!
I’ll GET YOOOOOOooooooouuuuuuuuuuuu…
<Saepiroth dissapears into an unmarked white van, which races off to parts unknown.
in the background, the kerosene on the cart touches off, sending up a huge and impressive fireball. the napalm for the 'thrower explodes, spraying the “ewes sluts” theater and everyone in it with copious amounts of flaming gasoline jelly>
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(Long day today, wasn’t able to jog and figure out what happened next. Tomorow is a long jog day though, so hopefully I’ll have a lot.)
You’re a man after me own 'eart, Scylla.
Oh, and before my little business hijacks this thread any more, I’d just like to say…
We’ve gone franchise! Stop on in and take a load off!
Hm. Let’s try that link again.
Well, tonight’s episode SUCKED.
i just have to say;
that was INCREDIBLY profound!
Yeah, the writing on this series has really gone down hill since yesterday. I remember the first day, wow, that was great.
Exactly!
New, promising, characters were introduced, there was a change in scenery… And now what? Commercials.
…and then the farmer shouted “Hey! Clown! Get off of my ewe!”
You mean the Dance of the Seven Veals.
What – worse than those?
FINALLY I get a seat!
::brushes off the ashes that had once been Dopers::
…
hehe, just wanted to make a long thread longer.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
trails off as infuriated dopers start tying me on a rail
no, not the tar and feathers, anything but the feathers, stoppit, stoppit, AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Say Jester in anticipation of this story continuing, I wouldn’t mind a little snack…
Got any lamb chops?
So I guess we have to wait ONE MORE DAY to find out the answer to our burning questions:
Eye Sluts: wool he or won’t he?
Is the rumor that Michale Jackson will cameo with a stiring rendition of “Bleat It” true or not?
I guess we’ll just have to flock here tomorrow. 