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But... I never registered to vote. Do I have too, Sarge? I just wanna make out with my Monroe-bot. :P
Hey, Eras. A :drink: , some :dance: , a spot of :bar: , and a final :toast: to you my dear.
Hug: The familiar sight of the OOC. :hug:
Shrug: Robert Kilroy-Silk. Once, I'd have more than just give him a shrug and a kick up the ass, but now that he's sunk he's political career I don't really care anymore.
An old Russian joke from the 1980s:
"What has a hundred teeth and four legs?"
"A crocodile."
"What has four teeth and a hundred legs?"
"The PolitBuro."
^_^
You get a complete copy of the city of Bohn, in miniature.
I insert Bob Crowe, RMT General Secretary, mainly because it would be immensely hilarious squeezing his enormous ass into a teeny change slot.
Jerry took out an emu and wrote his name in the sand. It would be a wrong day. There were only a brazillion things he needed to remember - his levitating Davros-esque Dalek chair and his address, so he could get back home okay. His flatulent horse made sure Jerry got to Sri Lanka, but he had to...