Be Excellent To Each Other

*sigh*

It's probably going to be tomorrow now before I can post it back out.

Heh, I'm afraid I can't blame the seller. I forgot what I was doing and had mine sent to Kern Hall. When it came and I scribbled my name out and resent it last week, so the cost of two postings is worth more than the ['product' -Ed.].

Do we ever find out who sent us what?

If you want. It's no big secret.

Of the ones that have arrived so far, I sent you the play-doh and Russell sent GJ her fridge rant.

Either it's me, or I got so drunk that I don't even remember starting to drink and then bought myself something.
But I'd never be that silly.
/glances at sunglasses
Again.

Man, I got sucked into a black hole!

Check out the science on display!

Look at that fucking cover! Amazing!

GRIM...'S JOURNEY THROUGH SPACE AND BEYOND: ABRIDGED VERSION

I've been alive for three days, and I'm eighteen years old. Or the other way around. Whatever. My parents are both different species, but fortunately they look kinda human so I've not got eight eyes or a big boob on my knee or anything. I was born on a spaceship that's on a very dangerous research mission, and when you're eighteen (or three days. Whatever) you have to get off to "discover your own life". Fair enough.

I could choose to either go to Pintum where my dad was born, or Oophoss, which is where my mum came from. I chose Pintum because it has the word 'pint' in it, and I like beer (although I may still be 6,574 days too young to drink. Whatever).

So I hop into a shuttle and its "incredibly hi-tech navigation system" immediately flew me straight into a meteor shower, and then malfunctioned. Rather than turn around, I press on. I also decree that radioing for help is for nancies, and I punch the 'go fast' button to try to escape the FLAMING ROCKS OF DEATH. Superbly, I survive, and end up on a "Space Highway", which my incredibly hi-tech navigation system presumably decided to avoid due to traffic, or something.

My shuttle is all busted up and air is leaking, so I pull into a rest stop and ask someone for a lift to Kenda, the planet in Pintum I'm heading for. Two groups of people offer me a lift, some Space Gypsies and a Space Circus. The gypsies are headed up by a hot chick, so I sign up.

We set off, and they tell me that they aren't going to Kenda, they're going to Earth. I'm a bit pissed off.

We land on Earth, and everyone there is a dick and it smells. I try to leave, but the po-po tell me I'm not allowed to. I make this face and then stay on Earth a bit longer.

Finally, I leave Earth - somehow - and set off for Croyd in Oophoss, which is apparently what I've always wanted to do. Live and learn.

So my mother wishes me good luck and I hop into the research ship's shuttle. Wait, what?

A chap called Mirham wants to come with me. I don't know him that well, which strikes me as odd considering I spent the first eighteen years of my live (or three days. Whatever) on a small spaceship with him. Anyway, he warns me that there is a black hole near to Croyd, and I should spend some time reading up about them. I tell him to man the fuck up, and rip off a phat Space Burnout on my way to my new home.

OH NOES! Would you Adam it, the black hole is sucking us in (your mum's black hole, etc, etc). Not because I didn't know about black holes, it turns out, but because I put the number 8006 instead of 8060 into the computer. This fifty-four unit discrepancy was clearly enough to convince the incredibly hi-tech navigation system to disregard the planet I wanted to head to and lemming us all into the universe's most deadly phenomenon instead. Mirham shits his pants and starts girling out. Bouyed by an earlier success, I punch the 'go fast' button, hoping to pop out of the other side.

I am never heard from again.

UNTIL NOW!

Fanfuckingtastic Grim...!

Man, I want my collection of Sorcery! books again now.

Where was the fucking dinosaur!

That's an adventure for another time, Space Cadet.

*Pats head*

I totally have these on at work! Thanks grim... !!

Looks like a reflection of me in the top right one! (in front of the "finger")

Malc

I'm just off to post mine to where it is supposed to be!

It's you, Mr Dave, and Zardoz at the top.

it's actually Russell

Has he lost all his hair?

Malc

No! You can see all of his hair! Not the person on the badge, the person in the reflection

After a 15 minute walk...

Someone bought you a post office opening times poster?

Yes, I'm so spoilt.

That's just a picture of your boob with some decorations, isn't it?

Yep

Good.

Mods, I think this was meant for the fantasies thread.

I have spent this evening making A BATMAN!!



He's on a Bat-plane thingy and you can fire the missiles by flicking them.

He's now going to live with the Lex Luthor minifig on the bookcase, thanks mystery sender!!

Thanks to whoever bought my daddy the tractor and trailer!

Received a mystery 'we tried to deliver a parcel but you were ought' slip today. Will found out what it is when I can get to the delivery office on Saturday.

I'm excited.

Comic book about the Battle of Shiloh!



Thanks, mystery Ebayer!

Ha ha! That's a brilliant photo Kern.

I hope the comic isn't too inaccurate.