BS's jouney thru SYM's tunnels ISO love
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It's GB time... (think MC Hammer)
...don't hurt them Grunty!Originally posted by Gruntboy
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As BS stared down the latest tunnel, he still felt like things were about to make a turn for the better. Surely his luck had to change for the better, he was a good man, a patient man, surely that had to be rewarded.
Sighing, he made his way up the tunnel and peeked through the floor.
The room was unremarkable, just a plain ordinary room, ordinary in the respect that there were liquor bottles and beer cans scattered around the floor. The walls were lined with scribbled notes, they looked to be some kind of recipes. One huge poster dominated the far wall, a rather risque poster of Marge Simpson in a kind of hidden cam shot. hmmmmmmm......that would explain the telescope at the window.
Upon further inspection, BS noted a still....yes, a real true to life still, in the corner with a trash can sitting before it. Before he could wonder why the trash can was there, the lid popped open and out came a figure resembling Ned Flanders. Suddenly, the still and bottles made sence, though BS didn't really want to dwell on the whole Marge Simpson thing.
He watched as Ned pulled a note from the wall and began brewing some strange concoction. Ned pulled levers and turned wheels as the still belched and smoked, culmitaning in an explosion that sent Ned, trash can and jug flying to the corner of the room. The floor where the liquid fell began to corrode away, and this seemed to please the drunken trash can dweller to no end.
Less pleasing, however, was when the door opened and the police entered. They attempted to shut his still down reasonably, to which Ned only sceamed, " okely dokely, gentlemen, would you like a peice of me?" whereupon he lunged at the officers. The officers tried to subdue him, but the tazers only seemed to excite the man further. The strtuggle was epic, but ended quickly as one of the tazers came to close to the still and the room was engulfed in yet another explosion. The last BS saw before he lowered back into the tunnel, Ned had landed out the window, his clothes mostly burned off, and was hopping excitedly on one foot, making lewd gyrations to the neighbor's window as Marge tried to avert her eyes. BS decided it was time to return to his journey.
Lowering himself into the tunnels, he shook his head....McBane was gonna have his work cut out for him this time. Oh well, no matter, he was still in the tunnells, and had to be getting closer to his desire. The though brought a smile to his face, and he wandered through the tunnels, following the map yet again...............

Sighing, he made his way up the tunnel and peeked through the floor.
The room was unremarkable, just a plain ordinary room, ordinary in the respect that there were liquor bottles and beer cans scattered around the floor. The walls were lined with scribbled notes, they looked to be some kind of recipes. One huge poster dominated the far wall, a rather risque poster of Marge Simpson in a kind of hidden cam shot. hmmmmmmm......that would explain the telescope at the window.
Upon further inspection, BS noted a still....yes, a real true to life still, in the corner with a trash can sitting before it. Before he could wonder why the trash can was there, the lid popped open and out came a figure resembling Ned Flanders. Suddenly, the still and bottles made sence, though BS didn't really want to dwell on the whole Marge Simpson thing.
He watched as Ned pulled a note from the wall and began brewing some strange concoction. Ned pulled levers and turned wheels as the still belched and smoked, culmitaning in an explosion that sent Ned, trash can and jug flying to the corner of the room. The floor where the liquid fell began to corrode away, and this seemed to please the drunken trash can dweller to no end.
Less pleasing, however, was when the door opened and the police entered. They attempted to shut his still down reasonably, to which Ned only sceamed, " okely dokely, gentlemen, would you like a peice of me?" whereupon he lunged at the officers. The officers tried to subdue him, but the tazers only seemed to excite the man further. The strtuggle was epic, but ended quickly as one of the tazers came to close to the still and the room was engulfed in yet another explosion. The last BS saw before he lowered back into the tunnel, Ned had landed out the window, his clothes mostly burned off, and was hopping excitedly on one foot, making lewd gyrations to the neighbor's window as Marge tried to avert her eyes. BS decided it was time to return to his journey.
Lowering himself into the tunnels, he shook his head....McBane was gonna have his work cut out for him this time. Oh well, no matter, he was still in the tunnells, and had to be getting closer to his desire. The though brought a smile to his face, and he wandered through the tunnels, following the map yet again...............
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Guess what? I got a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell!
Guess what? I got a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell!
LOL - keep up the excellent work, BS (though you might as well give up on that map alltogether)!
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CAN'T YOU SMELL THE SCENT OF A WOMAN?!
So, you are finally through with Ned (
). That means the next stop would be a SYMmette!
Oh, the suspense...
So, you are finally through with Ned (
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Re: CAN'T YOU SMELL THE SCENT OF A WOMAN?!

LMAO, I dunno about that especially with the kind of map of BS possesion. But you should wipe out that drool, MhOriginally posted by Maharlika
So, you are finally through with Ned (). That means the next stop would be a SYMmette!
Oh, the suspense...
I'm not dead yet
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Gets a RUG to wipe something off his face...
If it's Mama VooD's nest that is next, I do hope BS has shaving razors handy if Mama's sleeping...
... drool? What drool?Originally posted by KidD01
LMAO, I dunno about that especially with the kind of map of BS possesion. But you should wipe out that drool, Mh![]()
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Watch IT, Kid0069007...
...that's my foot your hugging!Originally posted by KidD01
vivien dearie, I hope BS doesn't show up when you and I are hugging each other![]()
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Kid0069007 has been sleepwalking again...
...explaining the pool of drool about my sneakers...
BTW, Vivacious One...
...that was my other foot you were hugging...
Originally posted by Vivien
It must be a very shapely foot?
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...explaining the pool of drool about my sneakers...
BTW, Vivacious One...
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OUCH!
Please.... not with a "jackhammer"!!!Originally posted by Word
hey KID don't go banging the foot too![]()
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NONE OF THAT NONE OF THAT!!Originally posted by KidD01
DANG ! What's Mh doing on our scene, dear vivAnd, that explains that irritating smell. OMG is that your smelly socks on my window, Mh ??
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Come dear viv, let's leave those interlopers. We should enjoy our private moment on a luxurious bubble bath![]()
word
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Well excuuuuuuuuse me!!!
, you use my place for your trysts
, and yes, Kid0070069...
...that's my jaccuzi you're using
... again!
...my socks never smellsOriginally posted by KidD01
DANG ! What's Mh doing on our scene, dear vivAnd, that explains that irritating smell. OMG is that your smelly socks on my window, Mh ??
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Come dear viv, let's leave those interlopers. We should enjoy our private moment on a luxurious bubble bath![]()
...that's my jaccuzi you're using
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