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[Stratowarius]

Confused chat, between Pekka and Strutt.

Pekka: Now I am a big QUESTIONMARK, Strutt! First that USConstanca shot broadsides and at the same time you bumbed that Granada to nothing. But suddenly it is a dream in some guys head.

Strutt: Yes! I don't understand this either! Were there or were there NOT goats and rexes on that damn island?

P: There were! There were! The papers wrote about it and it was on local TV. So it must have been thrue. Papers never lie! Or?

Str: Of course NOT. They are the truth-witnesses. And that father, who lost his child? Isn't he for real?

P: He is. But, but, he was in Finland all the time.

Str: This is over my competence, for sure, Pekka. Have we only been acting in someones dream? It must be impossible. I threw that bumb myself...

P: Vojne, vojne, what is the Universe coming to. Dreams, dreams. Is everything just a dream, Strutt? Is our whole life a dream, in someones head, Strutt. It scares me. Really! What am I? A goatfarmer on the border Finland-Russia? An alien allergic to sushi? Or nothing? At all?

Str: So pinch me for my villainy, pinch me and burn me and turn me about,
The candles and starlight and moonshine be out...(some distorted Shakespeare)

P: HUh HUH HUH...

[GAGAGO]

I do not know what to say! You did that for me. Thank you thank you. :luv1:

[Stratowarius]

Oh, it was nothing! Your support helps my story to go on and Pekka to live and I appreciate that. Very much! So thank you. :luv1:


But now I have no idea what will happen to him.

[Stratowarius]

Chat! Again!

Pekka: Hi Strutt! Now I must tell you about the "fattomless" thing the Earthlings have found, in the bottom of the Baltic Sea. Haha! Divers have discovered a string of stones, in a ring, and it looks like a fireplace, they say. So they are stunned as usual.

Strutt: It must be one of our big prehistorical beamingplaces...

P: Yes, of course, it is! As every Excessa-child knows, we came from Earth many billions of years ago, before we had to emigrate to Excessa, since the sulphur in the water was to high for our gills. We beamed to other planets, as Siilva, close to Vega and Hista in Orion, but found Excessa the best. Since we were amphibians then and there was clean water.

Str: Jaja! I know, I know! We adjusted to both land and sea like crocodiles and after some millions of years, we preferred to walk on land, on two legs.

P: One wonders if that was a progress, but it is another story. Haha!

Str: So now they have found one of the big rocket-beaming-places and I can imagen that those ignorant fools have no idea what it can be! Haha!

P: Ja, they think it is a fireplace, since some of the stones are burned like charcoal. A fire-place 80 meters down in the sea. Haha. Strange fire then and strange grillers.

Str. Yes A plutonium-fire for beamings and they will never, never figure that out. Haha!

P: Sometimes I feel a desire to enlighten them, but I know that they never would believe me. A goat-farmer from the border Finland-Russia.

Str: No I am sure you are right there, Pekka! Haha! So you better keep that to yourself. Or they will put you in some Siberian asylum. HAhahaha...

[GAGAGO]

WOW. I love that alien and I will support you for ever with what you find up. For sure. :luv1:

[Stratowarius]

New York News speculates...


The newly found magnetic circle, on the bottom of Baltic Sea, is far older than previously thought-more than billions of years. Scientists said, raising a possibility, that there existed people on Earth long before the Neanderthals.

An avian ecologist and biologist have eximened the circelstones and says that they were made long before the Dinosaurus were extinguished from a patch of the Earth.

The findings seem to put an exclamation point to a run of recent discoveries. Direct evidens from fossils, tells us now that an humanlike population was living in Sweden five billion years ago. Then there also is new genetic evidens, that they walked on four legs, had tails and said vofmjau.

The successful application of a newly refined uranium-plutonium thorium dating the tecnique is also expected to send other scientists to Baltic Sea, to see if they can reclaim prehistoric bragging rights.

The find suggests a possible interpretation of that those fourlegged vofmjaus entered Sweden with a tradition of building fire-places on the bottom of the sea, as a part of their culture, and that is now the standard hypothesis!

But maybe there can be something even more dramatic behind the magnetical firecircle. Something we not yet understand...

[GAGAGO]

Vofmjau, vofmjau

[Arnold Layne]

I'm a bit rusty, but its time I get back into the flow...

A baconbutts lament
Copyright 2012 LPS

When I close my eyes, I hear the clank
Of cutlerly and grilled lamb shank,
Grilled meats, grilled beets, juicy steak,
Fried goat, fried oat, pumpkin cake,

From the waiters, I demand utmost loyalty,
For here in my dreams, I am of royalty,
When I beckon my hand, they replenish my glass,
And never a word about the size of my ass

They fulfill my greatest (edible) desires,
Cooked to perfection in hot-oven fires,
I softly sip mead from a golden chalice,
And rule all the county from my kabab palace.

An empire of dining lies before me,
As they dutifully fill my corpulent belly,
Suited men assemble from north and from south,
Wiping the sauce from corners of my mouth,

As I chew on my last chicken bone,
I yearn, how I pine for my kabab-throne,
Why must life be so cold and unjust?
Why did my kingdom crumble to dust?

Arnold Layne

[Stratowarius]

Bumbkabumb, you are at it. Again. The poems I mean! I missed your hot rhymes and will honor you, by recycling them.


Poem for Arnolds return.

Arnold claimed he was now a trimmed clank,
But sorry to say he was still the same Butt-shank,
He ate his bacon-filled steaks,
Number one in his list of sweet cakes.

So Arnold had kept his strong loyalty.
To the steaks he saw as some food-royalty,
And he filld his big glass,
With tsazikisauce and bacon in m-ass.

He had as we know a desire,
To drink red wine at the fire,
He used an enormous chalice,
In his house, he saw as a palice.

But godness and gracious my,
He stuffed his closely packed belly,
From north to south,
And chewed steaks in his wide-open mouth.

And then his aching back-bone,
Pined for fjords or a throne,
But no it all went to dust,
And wasn't it to bad and unjust??

PFFFFFFFFFFF.........

[GAGAGO]

Verses. I thought you were tired on them.

[Stratowarius]

You ought to know by now, that I love "verses" and have an inner compulsion to write and read them. Inside I am a "verse" I think...You have to take the bad with the good... :comfort:

[Stratowarius]

Chat. Again!

Pekka: Have you got an explanation, Strutt, for that Granada-guys dream, about his bumbed island?

Strutt: No,no, it is still a mystery. Especially, after we counted our large-destroy-island-bumbs. One of those is missing and my secundant swears, that he saw me throw it over that damn goat-island. It is possible, that we went in and out of some parallel-dimension.

P: But,but! You mean, that it happened, and at the same time not?

Str: Ja, sort of!

P: But, but! The four eggs in my hatching-machine. What dimension are they in? Or come from? I can hear how they rummage about in there, and I think they soon will come out and see the world. I have bought garlic-goat-sausages to them! (nr 643)

Str: Ja,ja! They must be a proof of the dimension-clash just there and that we were overlapping that crossing. You couldn't have those eggs, if you hadn't taken them from the Rex-mother, on that damn island, when we were in that dimension.

P: But, but! That Rex-mother must be the freckled girl, since all the others were malegoats, together with that scientist Gary-Cyrus Valys. But,but! Now she is Freckle! Again! And together with the dreaming guy on Granada. So...

Str. So she doesn't know, that she is expecting quadrupel kids in your machine?

P: No, no! And what is even more strange is, that I have heard from a secure source, about a guy in Leeds, that I have an unplucked goose with. He is laying one egg after the other...But if that also is rexeggs I have no idea.

Str: That is really confusing and I wonder, what on Earth the Universe now is coming to. We must stay calm, Pekka, even if we are in the turmoil of a Chaos Theory.

P: But, but! What am I supposed to do with the Rex-kids? They must have a right to meet their mother. But, vojne, vojne, will she accept them? And will she believe, they are hers? And who the heck is their father? Goethe? Or that damn Gary-Cyrus Valys?

[GAGAGO]

Much better than verses!

Can I be the FATHER. I would like that. Very much.

[AGAG]

Inside I am a "verse"

Inside I am a "verse"

Inside I am a "verse"

Just chiming in to triple one great thing!

[Stratowarius]

And that innerverse loves your poetry, even if I don't understand Spanish that much.

[GAGAGO]

I can not understand you here but I respect that we are different.

[GAGAGO]

I am waiting for something about where Pekka is hiding and where Freckle is now.

:pop: :pop: :pop:

Can you do it without verses,please.

[Stratowarius]

No verses, only chat.

Pekka: Huh, Strutt! What a week, what a week! That guy I went to hit, was pregnant, and when I gave him some raps, he started to deliver. Eastereggs, filled with venomous, develish dragons, that spitted gasoline. So we had to run!

Strutt: I thought develish dragons were extinct on Earth!

P: Ja I thought they only lived on Dragonopeja, but I was apparently wrong. Well, Freckle, Gagago and I went to the farm and I showed them the rexeggs.

S: Could they understand that they were Freckles?

P: No, no! Of course not. But Gagago wanted to be rex-father, so while Freckle refused to deal with them, he and I decided to make an egg-caesarean on the two, that seemed empty.

S: That Gagago, was he involved with the rexes on the island?

P: The strange thing with that guy is, that he bakes hash-muffins of moss and I think he is a baker-clone. The Earth is full of clones ,you know! Look at China! Clones, clones everywhere! And Africa! Black clones whereever you go! Not to talk about Greenland, where you can't find a no-clone anywhere.

S: Well, well, to the point! The eggs!

P: Jaja. We cracked the two empty ones and huh, and huh. It was Chinese kinder-surprise-eggs with disgusting chocolate and an yellow bath-duck and a blue toycar.

S: Huh what a surprise.

P:Jaja, but the two others started to crack and, and...

S. What, what did those rexes look like? And did they bite?

P: Oh no, no! Vojne vojne and awwaw. In those eggs lay two sweet and very, very freckled little boys. Gagago went gaga and started on a poem! He cried." My sons, my sons, my freckled sons, I love them tons...

S: Huh and what did Freckle say?

P: Nothing! She fainted and I don't think she can take this as a mother should do, so Gagago and I act as parents. He bakes baby-muffins all day and I milk the goats, The boys love both goatmilk and mossmuffins.

S: May I congratulate you Pekka! I understand that you feel like a father too.

P: Yes I do, I do. But I must also say, that I am sure those boys are clones. Freckle-clones, with universal cells...And the conclusion you draw is yours...

[GAGAGO]

WHAT? You see that baker everywhere.


I am not him. Stupid idea.

[Stratowarius]

Haha! I don't believe you. At all. On my face-book you are BAKING MUFFINS!

I am trampling on all alone here!

Chat. Again!

Str: Hi Pekka! I am so curious. How are you with your new family? And that baker that claims that he is not THE baker but still bakes moss-muffins all day long?

P:Thanks for asking! We are really happy, but Freckle has left for Stockholm. She was so disappointed over the Gagago-baker, that not will admit that he is THE baker.

Str: But, but how could she leave her small kids like that?

P: Ja, actually it wasn't her kids after all. We made a DNA-test and they are one-DNA-ish. It is the baker, I mean Gagago, that laid those eggs...

Str: But, but, the kinder-eggs??

P: Jaja! It was his little joke. He has that sort of humour.

Str: Huh! Very funny...But, but, the boys freckles?? How come?

P:Ja I googled on that, and can quote. "Freckles are very common for egg-children, during the first week. It is some allergy to the shell".

Str: So they are frecklefree now and clones to the baker-Gagago.

P. Just so. They are also rather red-lettered already and they love ugly birds, so we have let some of those kvacking things lose under their cradles, even if I think it is rather unhygienic. Gagago loves them though and can't get enough of their kvacking.

Str: What do you call the boys?

P: We have baptized them after Gagagos governor Gary Copper, to Gary One and Gary Two.

Str, Really great names...

[AAAAAAAAAA]

I don't have so much time to chat, butt I thought I would swing by to inform you that I am no longer interested in muffins. AT ALL! These days, I am focusing more on breakfast sandwiches. Changes aren't permanent, but change is...

[Stratowarius]

AT ALL?

But, but., you can't skip the baking of wholesome Moss-muffins, for useless breakfast-sandwiches. Half of Seattle will die, from lack of vitamin M, and the other half be more constipated, than they already are, without Moss-Fibres.

But, if you really will leave your lifemission, can you please let me have your secret recipe. I need vitamin M for my hairy fingers.

[GAGAGO]

I don't have so much time to chat, butt I thought I would swing by to inform you that I am no longer interested in muffins. AT ALL! These days, I am focusing more on breakfast sandwiches. Changes aren't permanent, but change is...

Ja change is.

Can you be so very kind and tell her that i am NOT you.

[AAAAAAAAAA]

But, if you really will leave your lifemission, can you please let me have your secret recipe. I need vitamin M for my hairy fingers.

Jaja, I would double up on the fishliveroil and try some roast hircine shank (nr. #35).

PS: I'm done with the breakfast sandwiches. The English muffin rekindled my passion for my craft...

[AAAAAAAAAA]

Can you be so very kind and tell her that i am NOT you.

Nonsense. Freckle is GAGAGO. Everyone knows that. Pfft...

[Stratowarius]

So now you are blaming poor Freckle? Why not admit that YOU are that surfing and mossmuffinbaking guy. I really like him. Pffff...

[GAGAGO]

This is the craziest forum one can imagen and you two are the craziest of all.
I am NOT that mad baker and I am NOT Freckle. You hear me!

I will now ask Jens to please tell those two idiots that I am GAGAGO and noone else.

:pissed4: :pissed4: :pissed5: :owned1: perv :splat: :repuke: :puke: :uzi: :uzi: :uzi:

[AAAAAAAAAA]

This is the craziest forum one can imagen and you two are the craziest of all.
I am NOT that mad baker and I am NOT Freckle. You hear me!

I will now ask Jens to please tell those two idiots that I am GAGAGO and noone else.

:pissed4: :pissed4: :pissed5: :owned1: perv :splat: :repuke: :puke: :uzi: :uzi: :uzi:

oh just shut up and admit you are me. PFFT!

IGNORE

[GAGAGO]

I give up. If you fight with lunatics you will lose. :spin2: :fuckoff: :fuckoff: perv perv perv

[Stratowarius]

LUNATIC S Oh, thank you, thank you!