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[byegad]

Sun Bronze Geek God! Please stand!

I sentence you to be taken hence to the place of your last imprisonment and from there you will drawn on a hurdle through the streets of York to Whip-Ma-Wop-Ma Gate where you will be flogged, and then to Clifford's Tower where you will be Hung by the neck until nearly dead. You will be cut down, disembowelled and your privy parts removed and placed on a fire before your eyes. Finally your body will be quartered and the parts displayed in each Riding, and York for a year and a day.

After that we'll get serious!

 

[Speicher]

Sun Bronze Geek God! Please stand!

I sentence you to be taken hence to the place of your last imprisonment and from there you will drawn on a hurdle through the streets of York to Whip-Ma-Wop-Ma Gate where you will be flogged, and then to Clifford's Tower where you will be Hung by the neck until nearly dead. You will be cut down, disembowelled and your privy parts removed and placed on a fire before your eyes. Finally your body will be quartered and the parts displayed in each Riding, and York for a year and a day.

After that we'll get serious!

There appears to be a flaw in your High Detification process. I can confirm that the party of the first part, the Mark of Govbr is a Sun Bronzed Greek God. Your proclamation is a dressed to a Sun Bronzed Geek.

This makes your state mint very wrong, and not enforceable.

Mark may return to a not standing up position on his sofa.

 

[byegad]

I knew if I waited long enough I'd get the beggar!

As for Speicher's pathetic plea to save the Geek I refer her to his inability to spell, (He is definitely a Geek* and in no way Greek having been found and dragged up in the West Riding!) and the fact that Lord Byegad is an Atheist and so recognises no sky pixies.

*See his addition of a third wheel to a perfectly good motorcycle and his attempt to perfect a tracking checking machine from curtain rods.

 

[Speicher]

You may not know that my ability to spell is egg sellent.

Thereby and Heretoforward, I am serving written notice in Triplicate to Lord Byegad that I will be casting a spell on him. Then around midnight on the third and twentieth of this month, I will cast a spell to change Byegad into an creature of my choice.

Meanwhile I will be assisting the SBGG with a steady supply of Butties and Hot Beverages, as he is not standing up on the sofa.

I just need to find the location of Triplicate, and get there before Friday.

 

[Scoosh]

He's back !

I have tried to be a fraid but I can't seem to find out what one is.

 

[Speicher]

He's back !

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I have tried to be a fraid but I can't seem to find out what one is.

I think they are like the tuits, the round ones that is.

I will have a look for a fraid when I get a round tuit.

 

[Scoosh]

 

[byegad]

@Scoosh. Don't be a Fraid, be a Lert, there's a national shortage of Lerts!

@Speicher. Yah Boo! and Sucks to you! I'm not scared of spells, but I know the Witch Finder Field Marshall (It was General, but he got promoted when Thatcher died!) and he's very interested in your threat.

@ Everyone else, how do you want your Speicher, Well Done? Medium? Rare? or Blue? I'll have mine rare with chips!

 

[markg0vbr]

The slight list to port I had developed into a "hurifulip nurf nurf" as I slowly slipped to the floor of the office. To cries of log him off the phone system quick.

I can remember this distinctly, every thing after that is sort of a blur.
Communicating in a new and rather expressive language I made up as I went along gave me hours of fun and frolics.
Personally, I believe I was turned into a Chinese dragon or a drop sheep but I got better the curse must have worn off, it was probably a discount price curse going cheep as it's sell by date had expired. I don't know who would be that penny pinching ?

At a new fighting weight of 14st, hard work in the gym and a almost fat free, processed sugar and salt diet means it all muscle! I had dropped to 12st.
A side affect of wheelchair pushing is you develop a grip a gorilla would be proud of this was pointed out to me by the chaps at the local hells angels club after a round of hand shakes and well done on shaking off the newt curse.
I will have to work on this as I had not noticed and crushing the hand of well wishes is simply not roller ball old chaps n lumpy jumpers.

When we get a nice day I can get back out on the hand bikes and trikes.

Other news I have managed to, nag, moan in to submiton, Some of my chums into getting the new radio ham licences, they did them at the local club as it only takes a couple of classes and a easy test at the end to get a beginners licence.
So we are all having fun on the radio. International relations will never be the same.
Under my supervision( pointing at bits of equipment and bits of electronic test devices and requesting cups of free tea) bits of wire have been strung up in back gardens and poles attached to chimneys. For one I was winched up the scaffolding on the end of a old blue rope and dinning chair so I could micro manage a beam tuning and calibration.

I am now teaching them morse, I don't slur when send

 

[Scoosh]

Well, It's really good to have you back SBGG* ! I thort things had went a bit quiet round here - and I was concerned** for your welfare***.

Lord of the Byegad has advised me to be a Lert:

lert
(n) A small furry woodland creature that senses are always very intensely attuned to its surroundings.

I will endeavour to find some woodland if there is any left unburnsed - it's up these parts, doncha know - and the haggis season is upon us the noo.

@byegad - be aware - SBGG is getting attuned to his ham , which are his surroundings , so maybe he, too, is a Lert

For one I was winched up the scaffolding on the end of a old blue rope and dinning chair so I could micro manage a beam tuning and calibration.

Indeed a mist opporchancity, m'lud ...






* - Sun Bronzed Greek Gorilla
** - 'cerned I hadn't been con-ned
*** - well, has he got the fare to go yet ?

 

[Speicher]

I will Endeavour to learn Morse code in Oxford.

 

[byegad]

That's Dashed Dotty Speicher.

 

[Speicher]

Dotty Speicher? That sounds like a character in Brief Encounter.

 

[byegad]

More like a character in Grim Expectations by Darles Chickens.

 

[Speicher]

Dotty Speicher? That sounds like a character in Brief Encounter.

Dolly Messiter at Milford Junction is the person I am thunking about.