But I come surrounded by barriers of water and other flame proof undergarments diguised as a rock, you'll not see me as I take over the hill....shh...don't tell anyone...the surprise is the thing!
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But I come surrounded by barriers of water and other flame proof undergarments diguised as a rock, you'll not see me as I take over the hill....shh...don't tell anyone...the surprise is the thing!
*Sounds Trumpet - rather camp version of "Boogie Woogie Buble Boy From Company B", calls Pendragon*:
"Sire, Sire, be I ever so 'umble, Sire *grovel grovel* there be a usurper in a barrel of water a-comin' up yon mountain. I be uour 'Umble Servant, Lord Pendragon, Young Master" *Exits stage left for a large draught of mead and a rub-dwon with a wench*
There are some complaints about Daffydd's perfectly trained monkey causing a lot of trouble on the hill.
While he goes to resolve the issues, I sit comfortably on 'MY HILL'... :banana: :D
Madhuri does not realise that the monkey, whose name is Artaxerxes, has the wisdom of a thousand humans, and whilst she sits in confort, in fact she has lost the psychological edge, thus surrendering the hill!
Since my "umble servant" has walked in and claimed the hill, I remind him of just who is the boss here. He bows and fetches my platter of anthracite and bituminous coal to stoke the fires and rest me. Don't forget the napalm on the side, Daffy Dave!
Dragon and Daffy Dave's hill!
I was keepin' da hill for youse, Boss! I'll get da anchr....antrhcei....antnrax,,,cncithe.. coal!
...the rock creeps ever closer...unseen and unsuspected...
....except by Daffy's monkey, who is all-seeing and all-knowing. There is no avoid The Gaze Of Artaxerxes! Enter at Your Peril!
And besides, the Dragon never sleeps!
*Daffy scuttles behind Pendragon for protection, loosens cap on another bottle of Heinz Tomato Ketchup*
"I got da stuff, Boss, do I do good, Boss, did I, huh?"
The rock disquise is really working, I'm almost to the top. There is that pesky dragon and that omnipotent monkey to deal with, but I've got their number....BWAHAHAHA...oh shh...mustn't let them hear me.
Too late. Dragons have very acute hearing, and it heard you eat your breakfast, over 30 miles away. Prepare for the Ketchup!
BAM! *Punch drunk monkey falls off the Hill*
As the bottle of ketchup falls off the Hill, Pendragon will hopefully realize that I won't taste as good without it and will follow in pursuit.....hopefully.
All fingers crossed. My Hill?
PS: my army is still there :)
What no ketchup? Daffy, where the @!!%# is my ketchup? These fools don't taste right without it! Not bad, though. Blackened kingoflombards with aged lamp oil! Yum!
And, incidentally, my hill!
*It ain't me, Boss, It's da monkey, Boss, we get dis bum, we get dis bum good!*