Originally posted by fable:
<STRONG>Very well. If we start a planet, we'll have to do something with it, I guess. Have you any ideas? Exports? Imports? Shrubs? Chocolate cake? I'm receptive to suggestions, just as long as everybody recalls that I'm a happily married man. </STRONG>
How about exports of thimbels and hot pink wigs, and imports of Thumb tacs and french bread.
Originally posted by Word:
<STRONG>Ah yes a planet of peace, love, and a strange sense humour no one else understands. </STRONG>
Well, yes, I see your point, @Word. That humor itself could be an exportable item. I mean, sure, nobody needs it, but nobody ever needed a Beanie Baby, either, or ABBA recordings, or an accordion. Yet these things sell. Yes, I can where we could potentially market our humor as a upscale commodity to sophisticated audiences that have long grown tired of watching Hogan's Heroes reruns and the Annual Eurovision Song Contest. Makes sense, doesn't it?
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
fable its genius!!
You could sell it to Comedy Central I mean they air robots fighting don't they. You could have an hour long special at 10:00 called LaLawood Fables. Oh, wait thats already another shows idea. How about Time with your bestest buddie Fable?
Originally posted by Word:
<STRONG>fable its genius!!
You could sell it to Comedy Central I mean they air robots fighting don't they. You could have an hour long special at 10:00 called LaLawood Fables. Oh, wait thats already another shows idea. How about Time with your bestest buddie Fable? </STRONG>
Lalawood Fables? What do you take me for, a Hollywood producer, a drugs smuggler, or some other filth? Please, we're talking quality interplanetary entertainment. This the kind of thing that probably wouldn't sell to everybody, but those who bought it would presumably pay large sums of money, possibly even their children, or in Waverly's case, his lambs.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
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