Bucka-bow, dee buck. Ohhhh. My apologies. Bulla blah, bulla blabity bulla bla Blabity blab bulla blah (says something vaguely Chinese) Kaa kaa poo poo. PEE PEE.
At last! Someones speaking some sense! Oh and bippidy boppity boo. Now, if you're all going to hang out here you're going to have to make yourselves useful. That bacon tree isn't going to decorate itself. I'll cook the bacon, you guys can hang the strips.
Proceeds to take cooked bacon and make it into a full dress to be worn by lady gaga at the next music awards ceremony she goes to.
=^= Starfleet Code Red Message =^= Starfleet intelligence's central network was compromised by an insidious ARC virus. All captains are to avoid contact with the ARC until we can ascertain how dangerous it is. All ships remain on high alert!
I am most pleased to hereby grant this thread the Monty Python Award for the most surreal thread of the year so far.
This award is 2.3 cubits in height, weighs precisely .0001 Meganewtons, is constructed in the shape of a Mobius unicorn, and is made entirely out of cheesecake and heroin.
And so I now present this most prestigious and profane trophy to the OP in recogni- oh! The cat's eaten it.
Good. Got enough trophies as it is. See! *Points to an empty dusty shelf.* OH the cat must have eaten those too. Oh well, its time for the penguin on the viewscreen to explode so if you'll exuse me. *Runs in circles.*