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"Yes, but you give orders."

"Yes, I do."

"I listen, my Lord."

"Do you think my orders are good orders?"

"Your orders are an ********** of wisdom and power, my Lord."

"Realy?"

"Yes, they are as wise as a sausage and as powerful as small yellow flowers."

"You make me embarassed."

"I though so. What are your orders then?"

"Call for the Evokers Guild?"

"You dissolved the guild last week, my Lord."

"Oh, did I?"

"Yes."

"Will they reunite?"

"No, my Lord."

"Why?"

"You also dissolved their members."

"Oh."

[pause]

"Was this a good order?"

"Oh yes, my Lord. The Evokers used to make a real mess on a battle field. All the blood, slime and enemy corpses."

"Yeah, disgusting."

[pause]

"What about the Summoners then? Did I dissolve them too?"

"No, fortunately not."

"Thank god! Let them come."

"I'm afraid they won't come, my Lord."

"Not?"

"No."

"Did I order something concerning the Summoners?

"Yes, my Lord."

"Oh. Something upsetting?"

"Only for those simple minded ones, my Lord."

"Of course. What did I say then?"

"You were complaining about all the warper poo around the stables."

"Oh yes, I remember. Nasty, gooey stuff."

"Yes, and you send all their pets to the backside of the garden."

"Oh, where the small yellow flowers grow?"

"Exactely."

"Great, go and get them here."

"This won't be possibly, my Lord."

"Why not?"

"They are all dead."

"Bammer!"

"Indeed."

"How come?"

"They tasted those small yellow flowers, my Lord."

"Oh."

[pause]

"Are they poisonous?"

"Obviouisly."

"Oh."

[pause]

"Have you already sold this club?"

"No, my Lord, but can we get back to the problem?"

"Oh yes, of course. What was it again, we were about?"

"The Summoners."

"Oh yes, the summoners."

[pause]

"Äh.."

"Yes, my Lord?"

"They are Summoners, are they?"

"Yes."

"Ok."

[pause]

"Aren't summoners supposed to summon something?"

"Yes, my Lord, they are."

"Ok, can they summon new pets then?"

"I'm afraid, they can't."

"Why?"

"The suffer from a very deep depression."

"So do I."

"And, my Lord, can you summon something?"

"Of course not."

"See."

"Damn!"

10. June 2008, 13:29 - und Teil 3 #3 (permalink)
Flönz Beiträge: 52 Dabei seit: Apr 2008	"Yes, but you give orders." "Yes, I do." "I listen, my Lord." "Do you think my orders are good orders?" "Your orders are an ********** of wisdom and power, my Lord." "Realy?" "Yes, they are as wise as a sausage and as powerful as small yellow flowers." "You make me embarassed." "I though so. What are your orders then?" "Call for the Evokers Guild?" "You dissolved the guild last week, my Lord." "Oh, did I?" "Yes." "Will they reunite?" "No, my Lord." "Why?" "You also dissolved their members." "Oh." [pause] "Was this a good order?" "Oh yes, my Lord. The Evokers used to make a real mess on a battle field. All the blood, slime and enemy corpses." "Yeah, disgusting." [pause] "What about the Summoners then? Did I dissolve them too?" "No, fortunately not." "Thank god! Let them come." "I'm afraid they won't come, my Lord." "Not?" "No." "Did I order something concerning the Summoners? "Yes, my Lord." "Oh. Something upsetting?" "Only for those simple minded ones, my Lord." "Of course. What did I say then?" "You were complaining about all the warper poo around the stables." "Oh yes, I remember. Nasty, gooey stuff." "Yes, and you send all their pets to the backside of the garden." "Oh, where the small yellow flowers grow?" "Exactely." "Great, go and get them here." "This won't be possibly, my Lord." "Why not?" "They are all dead." "Bammer!" "Indeed." "How come?" "They tasted those small yellow flowers, my Lord." "Oh." [pause] "Are they poisonous?" "Obviouisly." "Oh." [pause] "Have you already sold this club?" "No, my Lord, but can we get back to the problem?" "Oh yes, of course. What was it again, we were about?" "The Summoners." "Oh yes, the summoners." [pause] "Äh.." "Yes, my Lord?" "They are Summoners, are they?" "Yes." "Ok." [pause] "Aren't summoners supposed to summon something?" "Yes, my Lord, they are." "Ok, can they summon new pets then?" "I'm afraid, they can't." "Why?" "The suffer from a very deep depression." "So do I." "And, my Lord, can you summon something?" "Of course not." "See." "Damn!" ______________________________________________________________________ Flönz iss en kölsche Woosch. En Woosch es jet för ze esse us Fleisch, Speck, Salz un Jewöze, mänchmol och met Blot un Jebötts. Dat weed vermangt un in en Därm jedäut, mänchmol och in en Jlas. Flönz iss jet ähnlishet wie de Blotwoosch unn weed och uss Bloot unn Würfelscher vumm Suuspäck jemaat. Äwwer Flönz weed jekoch unn Blotwoosch jeräuschat. Unn deswäjje sinn de Flönz wabbelisch unn dä Blotwoosch bleev och in dä Pann stief wie enn Kummelejoonskääz.