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No.....Maybe........Yes.......Most Likely
Fat chance if I know
All that I'm concerned about is giving the nanites the steel that they need to thrive
Annoyed buzzing
Fine calm down.
Sorry got to split to satisfy them and their hunger
Arrives at the mill to see pristine sheets of titanium alloy
Score
Here are two concepts you've obviously neglected:
Gondolas.
Alligator rides.
Be sure to get a tetanus shot. That steel mill is becoming a rust factory.
Good luck, don't kill us all.
Two issues with those concepts being utilized within this situation:
There is garbage and ruin all over the streets, floating on the water.
I accidentally mutated the whole alligator population. Those spines and quills on some of them do not look like something you want to sit on.
Drops by and hangs from the oak beam roof trusses.
Just like that gondola ride in Venice! So romantic! Wait--you're not hitting on me, are you?
Okay, now I'm sure you're hitting on me. But things with quills is why saddles were invented.
Happy Monday to you. Your usual banana, mango, and moonshine smoothie today?
I am not hitting on you. Also, you're forgetting the fact that most people likely fled the city during this whole flood thing.
"Congratulations to Mademoiselle Frieden-und Freudenland for being commended by the World Assembly! Drinks for us, please!"
Brocklandia, Frieden-und Freudenland, Drunkndisorderly, and Anacin
Thanks :)
Yes, let us have beers as promised. I prefer schnozzlefoam, obviously, the trademark beer of this Bar. How about you?
Word of advice, don't drink the water. The last time someone drank the water, the city flooded. Actually, it is still flooded. You think the World Assembly would notice the flooding by now.
Yes, yes, I know the water is unsafe here. Thanks for the reminder though.
Which means I'm about the only person left for you to hit on. Should I be offended that one of those "last person on earth" scenarios had to come true before someone hit on me? I think I'll go into the basement and console myself with endless games of foosball.
Gives them more Snozzelfoam
Thank you Brocklandia, for covering me while i was dying inside.
Well, here you go, a tankard of the Bar's latest signature beer: Old Swampwater. If it tastes like alligator pee, then--congratulations!--you guessed one of the secret ingredients!
They're just hoping it doesn't spread--because then they'd have to write a resolution, wait for it to pass, watch it get repealed, and start all over again. Hardly the most effective way to run a railroad, as the saying going, so it's a good thing the World Assembly doesn't run a railroad.
yup.
Well, we're glad you survived. With the number of floods, zombies, spaghetti monsters, Cthulhus, knife-wielding cooks, toxic drinks/food, and general explosions around this place, survival is not guaranteed, so congratulations on making it through another Monday.
True, not to mention I disagreed with some of their mandates. They wanted me to get rid of my WMDs. I have to keep those, it's the only defense against other nations with WMDs. Also it's fun to blow stuff up.
Brocklandia and The ambassadorial province of ur
Congrats, FuF! I saw your post in Forest, so I figured I’d come here. This is my first time to this region, so what is there to order?
Radio static
Hey so I'm at the mill and I've found something that I think you'll want to see
The static cuts out
Collective chuckling from the nanites over the radio
Uh.....No it ain't
The steel is chrome treated. So fat chance of any illnesses here
We have a whole menu of options plus the ability to make a lot of things not on the menu. So as they say, pick your poison.
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