Six White Boomers....... -- X-Philes World-Shipperville

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Date Posted: 05:28:39 01/08/04 Thu
Author: Stardoe
Subject: Six White Boomers.......
In reply to: kenamom 's message, ""NNNOOOOOO" kande wails" on 11:55:17 01/06/04 Tue

Dashing through the bush. In a beat up holden ute.....hm hm hm hm hmmmmmmm.

When the bull dust settles, Stardoe leans over and grabs another stubby out of the ice cold esky and tosses it over to the occupant of the other banana chair.
"There ya go Sant" she drawls as she pops the ring on another tinny of VB. Sweat pours off Santa's brow as he takes a swig and washes down a few more ice cold prawns. The basement of Stardoe's laboratory is like Christmas on Mars. Red dust on the floor. 5 old dunnies in the corner, the rubble of 3 previously erected dunnies littering the other corner. An old holden ute parked to one side, the back positively brimming with all the presents that were supposed to be delivered to the rest of the Shippervillians. But Santa felt that none of them deserved them. Shipperville was Santa's last and final stop for the night and he felt that he needed a well earned break. Luckily Stardoe had managed to drag him out from under Kande and stuff the pooor flattened wretch under her lab coat and spirit him way to her lab where he could be reinflated once again and given some well deserved R&R. Un beknowns to the rest of the gang Stardoe was enjoying her own little piece of christmas, lounging in her bikini under the giant sunbed in her underground shipperlair. Right now she and Santa were having the time of their lives. Drinking ice cold beer, stuffing their faces with prawns and chips, lollies and nuts, cherries, plums and apricots. They were amusing them selves by tossing sticks of dynamite into the dunnies and having bets as to which one would blow the highest. BOOOOOOM!!! Another dunny bites the bull dust. Santa was laying back under the sun -light, swatting the imported flies and wearing a pair of speedos he borrowed from one of the RSR guys, dreaming of the nice roast dinner Stardoe had been slow cooking inside the barby all day long. Not to mention that plum duff for afters.
"Yes I was going to invite all the Shippervillians to my Christmas Down Under [get it get it....down under....the GROUND!!!!!ha ha ha ha ha]" laughs Stardoe,very pleased with her little joke, "but they have not treated you nicely Santa. So I think that in all fairness, the presents should go to the most derserving person in Shipperville. The one who is always there to right the wrongs and even prevent the wrongs from happening in the first place. The one who is always there the pick up the pieces of their miserable mistakes. The one who always finds them when they get lost. The one who trains the deadly assassin, tests Kande's root beer for undetectable poisons, searches the Mayor's office and clears it of unsanctioned hidden listening devices [not to mention video cameras], scours the library for unsolicited Buffy fan fic, trains the dingoes that guard IG's MSR fic, shears the merinoes that give CW her wool, encourages Detoured to go out there and "get back on that horse" after every fall, tucks Bubba into bed each night and tells Aunt Madge to pull her head in when she gets too big for her boots. That's the person who should get all the presents.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Stardoe suspicously hops up, jumps in the blow-up wading pool to cool off, and goes to answer the door of the lair. She undoes all the Frohike locks and opens it a fraction with the chain still attached. Scully 99 is standing at the door shivering. "Who's this? " wonders Stardoe "A stranger in Shipperville that I have never encountered before" Stardoe checks her anti android detection device. It's a human. They stand there just looking at eachother not knowing what to do next.

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Replies:

Um....Er...Hello. -- Kande's Sis, 07:14:19 01/08/04 Thu
- Meanwhile -- CW, 21:10:15 01/12/04 Mon
  - "Try the knob" -- CW, 07:43:40 01/17/04 Sat
    - While CW and IG clutch at each other in the tunnel -- Kande's Sis, 09:44:26 01/17/04 Sat