<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Streon:
<B>Ooh! Ooh! Me next, please! <P>Btw, just what is a keenspace cadet, anywho?<P></B><HR></BLOCKQUOTE><P><B>Stretches</B><P>Okay then......<P><B>Scrubbo snapkicks Streon in the solar plexus, knocking the breath out of him. Gasping for breath, Streon is dragged over to a bank of four catapults pointing in the cardinal directions. Laying him on his back inbetween the catapults, Scrubbo straps Streon's left arm to the northern catapult, his right arm to the eastern catapult, his right leg to the southern catapult, and his left leg to the western catapult. The scrubbo drives a wicked looking barbed stake through Streon's torso and deep into the ground.</B><P>Well, you asked for it. Eeeep!<P><B>pulls the lever</B><P>*KaSPLIIIIIIIING!*<P><B>Scrubbo walks through the gore, pulls the stake out with a mighty heave, and picks up the rather battered torso. Humming jauntily, Scrubbo dumps Streon into the Portable Regeneration Meditank and sets the timer for 10 minutes.</B><P>I hate waiting.<P>Doop de doo.<P>La la la....<P><B>taps his foot impatiently</B><P>*DING*<P><B>The meditank pops open, revealing a somewhat shaken, not stirred, Streon. Scrubbo hands him a beer.</B><P>Welcome.
<A HREF="http://www.sillyconev.com" TARGET=_blank>Silly Cone V</A> Woah oh oh! Oh you gotta let me know, will Tom 2 stay or will he go?
<A HREF="http://comicollage.keenspace.com" TARGET=_blank>comicollage</A> I coulda SWORN we had a storyline around here SOMEWHERE!
<A HREF="http://four.keenspace.com" TARGET=_blank>The Four Toon Tellers</A> rock like mean bananas. Except for me. I kinda get brown and squishy like an overripe banana.