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Meryl:
--- Quote from: Daniel on September 21, 2006, 08:19:44 pm ---YOUNG JACK:
**Ice sculptures, in this heat? You've got ta be kiddin'.**
--- End quote ---
** Oh my dear innocent boy, no one of stature nowadays can give a bride a proper sendoff without an ice sculpture at the reception! The only question is, what shall it be a depiction of? The State of Texas? A Conestoga wagon? The Alamo? Lady Bird Johnson? We must think of the perfect subject! **
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
**All I can tell you is that without some freak hail storm er somethin' we won't have an ice sculpture for more than 5 minutes. It'll be a water feature.**
Arad-3:
((Alone in his trailer...Lucas whom has seen Alma at the store stocking shelves for awhile couldn't help noticing her beauty. The attraction has been unbearable for him. He finally has to say something .now. It's now or never! He pose's in front of his mirror one more time before he heads for the store))
Oh my Sweet Alma! Ennis has nothing over me! I am one fine speciman of a man!"
%% I have got to get to that store!! %%
Daniel:
Daniel: It's Santa Claus!!!
Meanwhile back in Texas:
Random Heifer 4,592: **Well, ya reckon BULL is gonna get back with us on that Jack fella?
Random Heifer 4,596: **Prolly not. Prolly warned him off. We'd better get a message back up to Wyoming.**
Found Jack in Childress. Pay him back. Revenge is sweet. Waiting for instructions.
((The moocow telegram began making its way back northward toward the border of Oklahoma.))
Daniel:
A BOVINE ESCATOLOGY ANTHROPOLOGY, PART 2
NARRATING VOICEOVER: It is with some amazement that I can tell you that the first moocow telegram managed to reach a destination it was intended to go to and that it even found its intended subject. Perhaps the bovine populations are becoming smarter, or perhaps it was just dumb luck. In either case, it was a once in a lifetime event, to be certain, and there is no way that the response message will reach Riverton, Wyoming with even the slightest hint of sensibility. Then again, it seems that the bovine population (and certain politicians and college professors who shall not be mentioned) can get along fine without any sensibility. However, the anthropological discourse requires a humble approach to the observation of the passage of the second moocow telegram. Consider that it was meant to say:
Found Jack in Childress. Pay him back. Revenge is sweet. Waiting for instructions.
By the time it had reached the casino in Oklahoma, and its message picked up by the Native American again, it read as follows:
Poor Jack is Childless. Pain in the back. Refrigerate sweet wafers and confections.
The message inspired the Native American to add a world famous bakery to his casino specializing in frozen delicacies.
The message continued in a northwesterly direction, and by the time it reached the ranches near Lightning Flat, the message read as thus:
Porridge kiss cold mess painted black. Revin engine's sweet way. For some infections.
Of course, this meant nothing to the cattle of those ranches, so they simply passed the message along, once more heading westward on the open plains. It makes one wonder why one would want to study bovine anthropology in the first place, so I can bid this entire concept goodbye with a Shakespearean quote: Westward ho!
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