…I do not enjoy your giddiness.
Please cease and desist or the hounds shall be released.
Dear Beep beep boop…
22 Monday Sep 2014
22 Monday Sep 2014
…I do not enjoy your giddiness.
Please cease and desist or the hounds shall be released.
Esme's Cloud 
It’s about someone said something about that damn Beep beep boop’s giddiness! For to long have we lived under it’s boot. Hand me a torch, and one of those pitch forks, please.
-The President and Founder
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You’re in then! We clearly have Dale and Rabirius too if the likes are anything to go by – Lets rouse an angry mob and be done with the damn fool hands over a pitchfork, blazing torch and some kind of cream coloured somewhat mucky looking smock
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I would first like a bit of time to work on my ‘angry voice’. Haven’t used it in some time. May be a bit rusty.
The President and Founder
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Ok, take ten and then return in rage and fury.
Bring Bird Masked Man too.
That’ll scare the willies out of Bbb good and proper.
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I meant “It’s about time”, as in “I have been waiting (suffering all the while)’ for someone to rally the forces necessary to smash the Beep beep boop.
-The P&E
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I am with you P & F , in fact, often I understand your strange speak first time round, laughs
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Just saw the beep beep boop. Or was it heard? Maybe I smelled the thing. Whatever sense it was that picked up on the beep beep boop was enough to raise the hair on my neck so I put my double barrel shotgun out the window and gave two blasts. No more beep beep boop.
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Our hero appears in the nick of time!! Well done that man. I have to admit that after waiting several hours for the President and Founder to fine his ‘right’ voice, put his ‘angry face’ on and choose which hat to wear we ended up in the pub, (because I really needed a beer by then) drawing out complicated plans as to the best way to capture the damn thing. In the meanwhilst you took action. Good man. You shall receive your reward in Devon. I mean Heaven.
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Oh dear. The hounds are coming for me now.
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You’ll be fine Professor, they have all been reading The Punchy Lands and are merely rushing to greet you with affection.
I imagine.
smiles.
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I still worry for the teeth.
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Don’t worry for the teeth, they are happy pointy items, and will only be likely to worry at your person if you should become aggressive or bare your bum at them. No matter how tempted you may be to do either of these things, refrain!
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I’ll just have my sword ready!
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Good man, we’ll need just your sort when the zombie apocalypse begins.
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When I can no longer circumvent the blasted beep beep bloop thing, when grey turns to blue, when User Friendly becomes the self-satisfied smirk of a wannabe ‘improver’ … completely … I’m out of here. Blogger, Weebly, Thoughts … ye gods, there’s oodles of them.
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Yes Argus, I think that they will have to get their act together or folks will high tail it over the hills. I have tried Blogger, and found it not be as good as here at all. But there are many others as you say. ‘Oodles’, lovely – my words of the day now, too few use it these days. Thank you sonmi smiles and pockets it
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