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Originally posted by Moose:
Well then I reincarnated back to the bar first. Double.
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Also Originally posted by Moose:
"Alright, who killed me?" says Mr. Moose, grabbing his spork.
Dragon hops in his steam-roller, Samantha casts a strange glow around her, and (after the cermonious pressing of a button by Dragon) sevral Kill-O-Zap neutronic rifles are sticking out at Moose.
"I did it."
For those who haven't read HHGTTG, I shall explain the ideals of a Zap rifle ( I used to hate it when Mac would ramble on about things I never understood).
(FLASHBACK) Sheesh, Lyra's practically selling them (The His Dark materials ) to us... (/FLASHBACK)
Well, I admit, I'm guilty too :redface:, but I'll still explain.
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Originally written by Douglas Adams, "The Restraunt at the End if the Universe," Portland House, Å 1980
**"Standing silhouetted in the doorway through which they had entered the vault was the man who wasn't particulary pleased to see them. His displeasure was communicated partly by the barking hectoring quality of his voice and partly by the vicuousness with which he waved the long, silver Kill-O-Zap gun at them. The desginer of the gun had clearly not been instructed to beat around the bush. 'Make it evil,' he'd been told. 'Make it totally clear that this gun has a right end and a wrong end. Make it totally clear to anyone standing at the wrong end **(Moose) that things are going badly for them. If that means sticking all sorts of spikes and prongs and blackened bits all over it then so be it. This is not a gun for hanging over the fireplace or sticking in the umbrella stand, it is a gun for going out and making people miserable with."
That's the best dësc I can give you. If you can't infer anything from that, well, then, you are sad, or you are Insano. Or both.