There is ALWAYS bacon. Even if the world ends, Bacon is one of the few things that can survive the end of the world, it is existential ^_^

Yay for defying physics =D *dances around in the darkness*...

If anyone can find the door... we might be able to fix things... I think we're just in the outside of an inside out backpack... inside another backpack... So the damage must be limitted to inside the first backpack. But therein lies another problem... the second backpack being inside out... maybe we just put the entire world inside the backpack... and everything inside the backpack has become the real world...

Now... do you remember the last trip inside the backpack we took? I'm not sure Cappy's backpack will be quite as crazy as it's not had a long time to gather junk... though Hazard is in there...

These party celebrations for post 5000 take priority of course

What about if we use that nifty-looking time machine over there to travel back before you do that backpack-thingy and destroy existance?

Im glad we dint have any "REd Matter" i n the subdivision.. when the backpack laundry tag wasn't read properly.. Cancel the "Reed ALert Hoshi"

So once more the Citizens of Progressive city were saved before bedtime by Some delightful tike's living near Holly-oak [how'd PPG] go again. .

Oh my, What a delightful going to the party Black Dress Cappy has..

Och.. Momiji, That Dimension Quantum Mechanics is tricky stuff.. turn the wrong pocket right side out and you might find Hort looking at the Orange Nickers.

[LAw of Relativity or Energy Once created cant be destroyed it only changes form]
[Clouseau acent Problem Solved]

is the A1 better then the M6.. and i'll get to Scotland bfore ye..

O_O;; timetravel here... we might just get all inverted and discombobulated....

If that happens, we can just ask Primus to hit the Reset Button. :p

Cappy has the tribble!!
-pets cappy's tribble-

Tribble? What tribble. *squints at Cappy's avatar* I don't see no tribble.
Waits for hort's approaching doom.

*twiddles controls in Time machine*

let's see....posting time to two days ago...engage! *machine whirs*

too far!

*preses return*
Who can control this thing?

*fiddles with controls, brings machine to a stop, looks out window*

Uh-oh.

Ooh, who brough the time machine? And what does this button do?

*pushes*

mmm, soup