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Posted by Mr. The Plague (mastar of teh gibson)
so there i was, struck danderfluffed in the middle of kerfuffle. who named this crap? in any case, the zatzowuffle was about to kosmit the rickamera, and i'd be fucked if that happened on my watch*.
i synchronized my time permitter with jupiter, and tuned my belt buckle in with uranus. then i dialed captain mianus.
"Mianus!" he said.
The script called for "No, Uranus" joke at this moment, but I couldn't bring myself to read such poorly written garbage.
"Baltimore-Washington International Thurgood Marshall Airport!" I announced (best I could do on short notice, sorry).
"Uh, er, you've got a situation?" he asked, clearly confused by the line swap.
"Yep," I announced, returning to the script. "the zatzowuffle is about to kosmit the rickamera, and i'll be fucked if that's gonna happen on my watch."
Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker