Be Excellent To Each Other

And you are all upon my spaceship, transported here for reasons of testing your species and finding out what happens.

However, there is a problem! We are in the gravitational field of a black hole and are using all of our available spaceship power to stay in position, lest we fall into it. When I'll begin speaking Latin. And you discover it is your ship after all. Anyways, enough about that. To save the ship we need to jettison weight, and, as I am needed to fly it, this means you have to plead your case to me. After I have listened to all of the cases, and the reasons why you can stay, be it entertainment value, and it takes a lot to entertain me as I am super clever, or practical purpose, i will consider 2. Then you can vote whom to save. The rest will end up in the vacuum of space, watching us escape. We have enough fuel to keep in position for another 24 of your earth hours. After which, I begin removing people.

NOW DECIDE!

And don't disturb me for a few hours as I've important stuff to do.

I'm the lukewarm water that keeps this place together.

Damn, if only we had more time.

Fortunately, Snoglebert the Dumb has found additional fuel, so there is now enough fuel until Saturday. And as I'm going to busy doing IMPORTANT ALIEN SPACESHIP THINGS, you can vote. And the person with the most votes wins. Hurrah for Snoglebert the Dumb! And for me, Lord Thraag!

This is just Bransons Balloon again, isn't it?

Time you need is it?

The easiest way is to fold your visible dimensions through the 5th dimension. That allows you to literally step from one point in 'time' to another. Be careful though. If the 4th dimension folds back on itself, the bottom three collapse into one. Think about being one dimensional for a second.

If you have a spare hour. Watch this and expand your perception.

http://www.tenthdimension.com/flash2.php

The similarity hasn't escaped me, it has to be said.

[Vote:DavPaz]

For saving, or the vacuum? Can I have Dyson? It'd be much quicker

I have boob-out pictures of Holly Willoughby on my phone. If I go, they go with me.

And you haven't PM'ed them to me because..... ?

For oblivion. And beyond.

I want to stay on the spaceship, d'uh.

He's got a good point, dude....

but when I'm circling oblivion all gross and corpsified, the knowledge that I have seen Holly's boobage will keep my stranded soul in peace.

Do you have three different browser types open in order to do all this shit?

do what?

but but she is a munter!!

What I meant to ask was, how have you got time to do all this shit?

Zardoz never pleads. I'd rather be thrown into space than live with these electric car driving, pc modding, football fanatic fannys.

I have a Mork Egg anywayz!

I cancelled my stag-party

Well there's our first evictee.

Would we still save fuel if we ate the chosen ones? It seems like a waste to throw them out.

Fuel or no fuel, I'm hungry.

Would you like the Parsons Nose Craster?

LARK'S VOMIT!??

I'd be useful for the crew of said spaceship as I, err... have my own towel!

Fruitella?

I can advise on replacing the spaceship lightbulbs with good quality low energy ones if that will help at all.

Actually that probably will help in this one case. Yay me!

what???

I do not find her a fine specimin of woman hood..

Craster I say we eat DavPaz and use his femurs to bludgeon Lord Taaaaard to death, then high tail it out of here to Planet Totty.

Why do we not accept the inevitable, and launch ourselves into the black hole at full speed, punching through the other side into the tenth dimension.

We don't have ti-*thwack*

A fine plan, tis true, but I have terribly weak bones from erm... sitting a lot and I taste like the inside of a ball-mouse.

I say we someone *bigger*

POSTPIXPLSKTHXBAI



<flabbergasted>

She is fiiiiiiiiine

Am I confused.. I though she was the moose that hosted dancing on ice... or is it different?

Eat stoopid

No, eat SMART!

And Kov, it was a while ago now, but surely you remember this?

I can only see a big red x

You just called my son's future step-mother a moose.

FISTICUFFS, BIATCH!

Give it a Ctrl-F5.

Agreed. Hop on my space bike, Papa Z, and we'll go enchant those moon ladies with our Earthly wiles!

Can't we summon Herman, the Sixth-Dimensional Planet Smasher?

Do you know the right rite?

How I read it.

That works, too.

That rite is right, right?

Still a red x

Do you want an Elma Fudd moose hunting hat

Keep watching.

The Internet KNOWS that you're wrong about Holly and you are being punished accordingly. Spook!