Panache and the Great Hunt for the Acryli-Beast

**McFarkus** · 4th October 07, 12:14 PM

Are Acryli-Beasts at risk because of global warming? I hope so, along with those Poly Esters.

**ccga3359** · 4th October 07, 01:23 PM

Originally Posted by mkfarkus

Are Acryli-Beasts at risk because of global warming? I hope so, along with those Poly Esters.

How can you say that? And risk extinction? The Acryli-Beast makes the most gorgeous, most perfect sporran Man has ever laid eyes upon. It is well worth the risk that I have thrust upon my crew and that of Panache and the

Saltire! I shall have my Acryli-Beast sporran even if it costs all of my loyal peasant subjects!

**James MacMillan** · 4th October 07, 03:37 PM

All you guys are just sick! SICK, SICK, SICK

Please keep it up! The "horror" story is great!

**Coemgen** · 4th October 07, 05:26 PM

This will all end in tears…

**ccga3359** · 4th October 07, 05:33 PM

Originally Posted by Coemgen

This will all end in tears…

That is because the entire rabble is holding their breath awaiting what twisted fate becomes of our hero - Grant. Everybody at once now "Stand true o' brave hero Grant."

**Wompet** · 4th October 07, 05:57 PM

Originally Posted by ccga3359

That is because the entire rabble is holding their breath awaiting what twisted fate becomes of our hero - Grant. Everybody at once now "Stand true o' brave hero Grant."

Wompet looks up from the mangled remains of his new chew toy, Grant's sporran ...
"Woof?"

**ccga3359** · 4th October 07, 06:01 PM

Originally Posted by Wompet

Wompet looks up from the mangled remains of his new chew toy, Grant's sporran ...
"Woof?"

BAD DOG! That's genuine Canadian Beaver!!!

**Weasel Mender** · 5th October 07, 05:01 AM

GOOD DOG That Was GRANT'S sporran

**way2fractious** · 5th October 07, 08:20 AM

Originally Posted by Panache

My pilot, a handsome, thin and athletic woman who I knew to be fifty years of age, but possessing some inner luminosity that made her appear decades younger, wished to wait for me whilst I hunted. “I’m clarinetist, I play a woodwind. I’m used to danger!” she bravely offered. I shook my head “No, I want you to return to the zeppelin”, I firmly commanded and gave her a salute. She saluted back and fired up the Sparrowhawk’s engine. I watched the plane take flight and head Southward. (emphasis added)

I must say, in this extraordinary tale the true heroines emerge in unexpected places; such a one, totally comfortable and confident flying in turbulent winds, presented in juxtaposition to the [implied] captain of an unfortunate sailing expedition. She has MY vote for "Queen of the North Pole."

w2f