I was following the voice activated doodah, as well.
Will investigate this doodah, and compare it to the American doodad.
Is that anything like a guzinta?
Has anyone seen my underwear?
Last I saw them, they were atop the topiary... Fluttering in the wind. Of course, those could have been anyone's.
My lederhosen are still missing as well.
grrrrr. at least it's fluttering in the wind. mine is in ellpuses' pocket right now... guess i'll have to forget about it... i mean, how am i going to get it from him? anyone can think of any plan?
I think we should spring Dingleberry from his jail cell.
He'll have an idea.
i agree. Spamburger has such a good heart. I mean, he gave each and every one of us a piece of Ellpus'es family jewels and offered us the best scotch in the house and all. but who's gonna climb down to the starving tower in the dungeons below Droitwitch to bail him out?
Um, getting back to the doodah, does it operate at the sound of any voice or does it respond to the sound of certain, certified voices?
Oh and tell Pennypacker that I thought he was adorable and I understand that he can't remember anything. Poor thing wasn't used to really good Mexican tequila. Sorry, Pennypee, you were such a good sport until you passed out under the topiary.
Ellpus! Finally, you've returned!!!
High time, old boy. I tried to keep an eye on things for you while you were gone, but the damn fools drank all the wi.....I mean, sacked the place, they did. Complete abandonment of morals, no decency whatsoever. Penbottom was simply no match for the mob. (sigh) Please don't blame him.
As Lady E. and I are old friends, I thought I would do her the favor of hiding her jewels so the Visigoths wouldn't abscond with them. You'll find them in the[size=7]......(whispers in ear). [/size]So sorry I couldn't keep them out of Her Ladyship's bath. They've made a royal mess out of her steam shower, I'm afraid. I also overheard various strange noises coming from her closet. The noises sounded something like those I've heard during the spring mating season at the zoo...ostriches, emus, kangaroos, etc....but I didn't dare open the door for fear of what I might see. I do hope they didn't ruin any of Her Ladyship's furs......
<hears screaming coming from upstairs bedroom>
Oh dear.
I'm gonna be selling my portion of the Ellpus family jewels on eBay. Under the anatomical section, if there is one (if not, there should be, dangit).
Last I saw of all the panties, Penn-Yann was crocheting them together into a festive doodah cover.
dagmaraka wrote:but who's gonna climb down to the starving tower in the dungeons below Droitwitch to bail him out?
I've got the crew ready.....Let's DIG!
Amigo! Put that bottle down!
OPERATION PUMPBUNNIES UNDERWAY!
Thank you all. I am now free, but sadly in need of new employment, and perhaps a new corner of the world in which to reside. If any of you kind souls are in need of a strong, sober, (at least frequently sober) loyal manservant, please contact me.
I have always dreamt of the south seas. I don't suppose we have any Marshallese here, have we ?
That looks satisfactory, dadpad. I shall pack my Bermuda shorts, and begin making arrangements.
I guess Canada is out of the question.
Dear Mr. Penberthy,
I have been looking for someone to manage my Venetian palazzo while I'm away (which is, sadly, much too often.) Your years of experience at Droitwich Manor make you uniquely qualified to handle the demands of this position with supreme discretion. Despite my friend Lady Ellpus's reservations about your character, I think you may be well-suited to this position.
If you are interested and have not yet made definite arrangements to relocate to the South Pacific, please reply to this message. Include a brief resume', salary requirements and a list of references, please.
Eva
Goddess of Love & Beauty
Ms. Eva.
Before I can give answer, I must know the exact holdings of your wine cellar. The geographical coordinates would be be most helpful as well.
I have booked passage for Majuro, aboard what I'm told is an ocean liner of the first order.
<Where is my ticket ?>
Oh, yes, The Queen George... Looks to be a seaworthy vessel.
Mr. Penberthy,
My wine cellar is stocked with an infinite supply of the finest vintages, supplied by Bacchus himself. I feel certain it will meet your needs.
Before you board the Queen George, perhaps you might be interested in seeing a photo of the palazzo? I believe it was once Lord Byron's residence. It's a bit smaller than I wanted, but the location is marvelous. It will do until I can find something a bit larger, I think.
http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.venice-sales.com/prestige/va138/pics/DSCN1826-416.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.venice-sales.com/prestige/va138/&h=312&w=416&sz=38&tbnid=XM-e13Zk1UBiPM:&tbnh=91&tbnw=122&hl=en&start=161&prev=/images%3Fq%3DVenice%2Bpalazzo%26start%3D160%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN
(you will need to copy & paste this into your browser window. Sorry.)
If you wish to discuss this further, please feel free to contact me once the Queen George docks in Majuro. I do hope the good ship doesn't encounter any icebergs on its journey. I've heard they can pop up quite suddenly in the waters near Britain, especially this time of year. I'd pack an inflatable raft if I were you, just in case.
Bon Voyage!
Eva
aka Venus
So, Mr. Pennycheeks (how quickly they forget), I suppose moving to the desert is out of the question?
Perbumburt, you may find this rustic villa (well, anyway, I call it a villa) of utmost comfort. it is nestled right under the High Tatras mountains and you wouldn't have to come down to the valley for at least six months. In fact, you couldn't even if you wanted to, but let's not get into that just now...
