At 11/15/05 04:11 PM, British_Moose wrote:
i say, quite an impressive ammount of large leather bound volumes and whatnot there, sir. kudos on your library, 'tis of high standing most certainly.
Yes, it is rather odd to have such a vast library in this igloo. One almost forgot that we were still in Antarctica. I suggest we proceed post-haste, before all of the custard reserves are frozen.
*Idea*
*Grabs remaining barrels of unfrozen custard and rushes to the nearest large hole in the ground* Ah, I just remembered something interesting about custard, chaps... *Tips custard into the hole* ...about the properties of custard... *Runs into a cave* ...and how it is normally liquid... *Rides out of the cave atop a polo pony* ...but upon impact from a solid... *Rides pony straight across the surface of the custard* ...It becomes a solid also! *Does a few laps of the hole to show off*
Go on chaps, give it a go. Ah, see, it is rather fun, is it not? Just try not to stand sti-... Oh, bugger. Don't struggle, it'll make it grip tighter. This is a right cock-up, and I daresay that it could not possibly get worse.
*Cold climate of Antarctica takes effect, and the custard freezes over* Oh my. One is most humbly in the shit now, eh wot? I'll retrieve my flintlock rifle from the igloo and help you chaps out.