Sling-shot! Sling-shot! Sling-shot!!!
Now how did that bean dip get in my lap? Anybody?
Oh well, since Cristi discovered a shower I guess I will just jump in. No peekin’!
First, some more alcohol.
Wait a minute, there’s movies and popcorn? Nevermind, I think I’ll just veg here for a while.
Kricket, I didn’t discover the shower. Our beloved UncleBeer did. And he invited you to join him there.
If I were you, I’d take him up on it. UncleBeer is a hottie. Really. 
Changing my sig, because Wally said to, and I really like Wally, and I’ll do anything he says, anytime he says to.
*Unlike the many that watched in astonishment, Surgoshan knows that that shuttle launch wasn’t a secret. He is privy to a wellspring of information, among which is the fact that the space shuttle was actually stolen by a large group of drunken revelers. His only regret is that he wasn’t on it. However, he knows of a simple way to catch the ship, and a simpler way to join the party.
To catch them, he need only build a bigger, faster ship.
To join the party, he need only have a well-stocked bar, a hot tub, and a lot of internet connections.
His first move, of course, is debunking Einstein. With that out of the way, he moves on to harder things.*
“How would I go about making a ship that has gravity in one section, but not another? Ah, different sections, one of which rotates, of course!”
He makes a list of things to include on the ship
[list]
[li]hot tub[/li][li]pool[/li][li]an alteration of the infinite supply of tequila allowing it to deliver any matter in the universe, allowing for the easy creation of mixed drinks[/li][li]an excellent speaker system, and a ‘stereo’ (really a computer with a nigh-infinite memory and lots of mp3s)[/li][li]disco ball[/li][li]rotating dance floor[/li][li]waterbeds[/li][li]lava lamps[/li][li]a garden for the growing of cheesy-poof plants[/li][li]arcade games![/li][li]pornos[/li][li]as many bands as he can kidnap[/li][li]‘pass-out chambers’ <-- making use of the waterbeds[/li][li]restaurants, all ethnicities, with lots of cooks, to be overseen by the Chef.[/li][li]pool tables, ping pong, foozball, and all the various electronic entertainment systems.[/li][li]lots of computers with AIM, ICQ, mIRC, and Netscape, and nothing else.[/li]I’m open to suggestions. Remember, cost is no matter. I’ll steal everything I want, I don’t think Alpha Centauri has an extra-territoriality treaty signed with the US or Canada, or Holland.
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
a room with velcro walls and outfits
lots of easy cheese
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
And just when you thought is was safe to go into the water.
Anybody else gonna join us? Um, no offence but a few (okay all) of you could use a rinse cycle.
That’s what the pool and hot tub are for, Kricket.
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Surgoshan –
I’ll take one in Midnight Green.
And the Corinthian leather option, of course.
“Though I hate 'em, I’ll defend to my death your right to use smilies.”
Forward deployed until 18AUG00
Oh man, I just came from the zero g showers, you won’t believe what UncleBeer was doing in there !
I wouldn’t have watched for so long, but you just don’t see stuff like that everyday !
It was amazing, really, I’ve never seen anything like it before !
Uncle, where did you learn how to get your body in THAT position ? And can you teach Lion how to ?
Ayesha
All right, that’s two to be made, one in dull silver, with a slight gleam, the other midnight green with leather.
Anyone else want to order one? I can have it done in just under two weeks, I think.
Oh, I thought I go ahead and modify them to an obvious end, they can be connected at any of 15 junctures to make a much larger party ship.
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Surgoshan: yup, er. Make mine… in um… urp…
Er… don’t forget me… Zzzzzzzzzz….
Wow, can you believe we’re on page 22?
Now, as for time travel, I reccomend we go back to Prohibition. That way we’ll be breaking the law with every drink we take. Any other opinions?
Wo de qianzi shi Zhongwende.
My space bar works now but the mouse is gone. The computer gods hate me.
Sugar,sweetie, you want go to time travel to Prohibition>?! J. Edgar Hoover and such?
I vote for the Roman empire. Think about it, orgies, fauns, godlets, satyrs, nymphs all cavorting with stray virgins, farm animals, trees, etc.? Those folks had wall art in the dining room and windchimes celebrating “schlong art” that makes our beloved moose part look paltry!
No way I vote for J. Edgar, kinks and all. I vote for flagrant frolicking in olive groves. The Restoration has possibilites, but too many lice and beheadings.
Bellicose with gargle blaster,
Veb
Forget the time travel, the space aardvark here says there’s a party over by Arcturus. It’s only about 36 light years away, and he says if we hurry we might get there in time to catch the Arcturan Maiden Deflowering
Contest. I guess it’s kind of a galactic Mardi Gras parade thing only without them dumb-assed beads . . .
And can you folks quit bouncin’ this damnable flyin’ DelMonte can around? Me and the aardvark is trying to do some lines back here. I don’t know where he got this shit, but it kicks serious ass. Anybody ever hear of crystal dilithium? Me neither.
Dr. Watson.
“Advanced civilizations – if they exist – aren’t breaking their backs to save us before we destroy ourselves.” – Carl Sagan
Y’know what? I’ve spent the last few days going through the owner’s manual for this barge, and guess what? We’ve all been on camera since liftoff.
I radioed Houston to verify, and it seems that our little orbital insertion is the highest rated TV epic, ever.
Commerce has been affected since people are staying home from work to watch us.
Various ayatollahs have demanded we be shot down. Various movie producers have sent fill-in-the-blank contracts to NASA for the movie rights. Various countries have offered us individual “landing bonuses” in the billions of dollars.
Las Vegas is building a Guy Stuff theme park. The largest attraction is the Flaming Feline Toaster Coaster.
Ok, for posterity, everyone face the camera. All together now…
"HI MOM!
Um, Falcon? I said “posterity.” You can turn around now.
Awwww man! grumble You never let me have any fun. (Although, you gotta admit SOMEONE needed to spice up that group photo.)
Let’s see…I need more beer. And did we ever decide where we were going in time? Come on, people…we’ll be slingshotting around the sun faster than you think!
(Wanders off…oh VB? Now where did that flyboy wander off to?)
“You are sweet, kind, and considerate… Like a grown up boy scout with tits!”
Right here, sweetie! Damn! My beer’s warm! That’s two days in a time warp for you!
VB
Changing my Sigline 'cause Veb has a delicate stomach right now…
Right here, Sweetie! Damn! My beer’s warm!
Well, that’s two days in a time warp for you!
VB
Changing my Sigline 'cause Veb has a delicate stomach right now…
:::slips on rainbow wig, holds up sign saying “GUYS 3:16”:::
We’re on camera. I had to.
Changing my sig, because Wally said to, and I really like Wally, and I’ll do anything he says, anytime he says to.
:::slips on rainbow wig, holds up sign saying “GUYS 3:16”:::
We’re on camera. I had to.
Changing my sig, because Wally said to, and I really like Wally, and I’ll do anything he says, anytime he says to.
I wish you people would stop double posting!