Let's Tell A Story

[LoveMyHats2]

the bar at the casino to "toss down"a few very stiff drinks, and to take stock on their current situation...just as they were about to pay for their drinks, they suddenly realized....

 

[scottyrocks]

that no one had any cash, credit or debit cards. What do we do? Do we keep drinking in hopes that they'll forget we didn't pay the bill, or assume that we'll pay it later because, after all, look how much high octane we are continuing to take in at a turbine's pace, or should we just own up to the realization that we may be washing dishes for the next . . .

 

[HoosierDaddy]

..fortnight. However..just by pure dumb luck..Lady GaGa saved the day! Appearing dressed as a urinal with auto flush..she sang out loud "drinks on me"! After standing in the long line..they certainly were. In the long run..it did turnout to be a pleasent evening afterall. BoxCar Willy joined her at the piano and they sang a very spicey duet of 'Chipmunk Love' country style. If the cops hadn't raided the place....

 

[rue]

and they hadn't ended up in jail......

 

[scottyrocks]

they could've had a chance of making it to American Idol.

 

[LoveMyHats2]

So now they have to face being placed into a holding cell, with "Bubba", and some rather hard looking criminals, they ask of course to make their one free phone call, and decide to call....

 

[HoosierDaddy]

..Oprah..for a complete 'makeover'....

 

[rue]

but she sent them to Dr. Phil for a mental makeover......

 

[HoosierDaddy]

..but Judge Judy would in no way allow that. She decided to send Charlie Chan...and Jackie Chan over to investigate. They were successful in channeling Carol Channing shortly after the candles were lit..but then it was time for dinner..so...

 

[MikePotts]

...by the glow of the flickering chandelier candles, an amuse bouche of flambeed chanterelles was served by Strachan the aged butler, wearing his Buchanan tartan kilt. The scent of the flambee and Carol's Chanel No.5 filled the air as they ate. After dinner they were to be amused by Strachan playing his pipes....but his chanter snapped so they settled down with coffee and watched and old Raymond Chandler film on Channel 4.. Suddenly the movie was interrupted by a News Flash.....

 

[HoosierDaddy]

...by the glow of the flickering chandelier candles, an amuse bouche of flambeed chanterelles was served by Strachan the aged butler, wearing his Buchanan tartan kilt. The scent of the flambee and Carol's Chanel No.5 filled the air as they ate. After dinner they were to be amused by Strachan playing his pipes....but his chanter snapped so they settled down with coffee and watched and old Raymond Chandler film on Channel 4.. Suddenly the movie was interrupted by a News Flash.....

..that Harry Reid was pardoning all jailed in the state. Dolly Pardon would hand out the pardons while singing 'I Beg Your Pardon..Never Promised You a Rose Garden"! With this they heard the clunk of....

 

[scottyrocks]

numerous questionable puns as they plummeted to the ground with thundering thuds, resulting in several broken toes and dented crania. As the various politicos and entertainers stumbled about in hazy confusion, onlookers onlooked while thinking , 'Nothing new here!' Meanwhile, back at the ranch . . .

 

[Maj.Nick Danger]

....Danger began a slow agonizing ascent out of the delirium that engulfed him ever since page 5 and the circus. His head felt as though it was stuffed with cotton candy. He slowly opened his eyes, but could see little through the green haze over his eyeballs. It was raining outside, and the rain played a staccato beat on the window panes.
"Hmm,..let me look at my script,...oh here,...ok"

"Uhhnn,....my cranium." He moaned.
"Nancy?",..."Where are you?",..."Ow, my brain hurts,..someone must have slipped me a mickey!"
Slowly he began to remember,.."Sure,..that's it! Rococo, that sleazey weasel! He musta put something in that 45 carat chunk of ice that landed in my Coke. Just wait til I get my hands on that little clown."
Then,a flash of lightning lit up the room, and he glimpsed,...

 

[HoosierDaddy]

..a mosaic of scribbles barely discernable scratched upon the far wall. As he slowcrawled and inched his way across the damp dungeon floor..he spat sawdust..as his eyes adjusted to another flash through the barred window. It was writing as in code...hieroglyphiclike..if you will. Symbols in a rare structured pattern. He recalled his travels throughout the canyon of code in deepest Mongolia and readings of the plaques from the Burma Shave Road. The hidden scrolls of the Hindu Wopits in caves of the cat dung. It all came back to him as he read outloud....

 

[LoveMyHats2]

"kilroy and company was here"...and then thinking perhaps things are not as they should be, a bit more investigation was decided, seeing how theses scrolls had to be of some great importance, and so, the scrolls are in need of going to the Tittle University for some study and to be translated by the greatest mind of antiques and artifacts, the notable Mr. C. Morebutts! So, scooping the scrolls up and heading out of the dungeon, there was a strange noise coming from outside, and just then....

 

[Belladonna_dea]

A rabid bat foaming at the mouth flies erratically toward the wall. In all of the confusion the bat somehow managed to move a lever that began shooting nails from the walls...

 

[HoosierDaddy]

...and the floor drops out...while the stair slides down...as they land on their hands with feet on the ground. Cobwebs cling...and wild dogs scream..like howling banshees in a nightmare dream. Danger grabhands Nancy...in a death embrace...while they snarl and tear...at petticoat and lace. Then a wall moves..and a door gives way...as they tumble together..and land in hay. Danger pulls on a hanging rope...and sweet Nancy grabs...a chicken to choke. You could hear the hollar..echo down the halls...scattered feathers flying...as they fluttered off walls. He set a table..as she started the oven...drumsticks were roastin..as they tried a little lovin. Though just as soon..as the fire started rockin..sure as heated hell...in walked the Moroccan. Nancy lept up in air....yelled out Danger..and it went from there. Coke was spilled...sticky crackerjacks too..and...

 

[scottyrocks]

this whole blessed story . . . it started anew!

 

[LoveMyHats2]

And, can it be begun, as a new chapter, chapter two? A new chapter with the adventurous two?

 

[Maj.Nick Danger]

,...."Ahh, let's see,...my script. Page,...8. Ahem." said Danger. "Ok, last thing I knew, I was in this dungeon. There were these ancient scrolls. They mean something,...they have to! After all I've been through these last few pages." he mused, as he and Nancy sat in a booth at General Tso's House of Chicken, enjoying a platter of Mandarin Chicken Fritters. Nick was about to read his fortune cookie, when in bursts Rocky Rococo, crazed and wild-eyed, and brandishing a heater. He says,....