Fjordlandia Viking bar & kaffistove, main str. 221B, Needlehole

I solemnly swear... erm... that I woun't breake erm.. the encryptions with my amazing elvish eyes of mine. I swear on... on... on this whom this fouls smell comes from.

(who use the as a smiley ?)

Good! That's settled then! And that wasn't really a , that was Petty. But close enough.

Pettytyrant101 wrote:Is it a buckie geyser? I do hope so.

Yeeeeaaah, why not? Absolutely!

(Ah, thought it was called geysir in English too. Geyser it is then. Such an educational forum this is. I think I can see why they felt like changing the spelling a bit, though it still sounds a bit questionable. )

If you use my posts as a basis for your english spelling Eru help you Amarie!!

And just because through no fault of my own I may occasionally get so sozzled on the buckie I can no longer make it home to my barrel and just fall down in the nearest pig sty/gutter/or bush does not mean I am a !!

And if it is a buckie geyser I might tell Paw about it- it'll save some of Queens Tin's buckie supply which {{don't tell her is getting dangerously low}}.

On a differents note: It's TUESDAY and SHERLOCK today!!

Pettytyrant101 wrote:If you use my posts as a basis for your english spelling Eru help you Amarie!!

And just because through no fault of my own I may occasionally get so sozzled on the buckie I can no longer make it home to my barrel and just fall down in the nearest pig sty/gutter/or bush does not mean I am a !!

And if it is a buckie geyser I might tell Paw about it- it'll save some of Queens Tin's buckie supply which {{don't tell her is getting dangerously low}}.

It's herring and cod buckie. Imported. I *think* we were allowed to bring it in, Huan didn't object when we brought it past inspection in customs. Though he did look a bit green....

Paw is not welcomed here. Though on second thought, I wouldn't mind boiling him a bit. Hitting ones kids is not ok, not on any planet.

(And I did check the geyser/geysir thing in a dictionary. Not that I don't trust that what you say is true, just to check if the dictionary was updated. )

Amarië wrote:On a differents note: It's TUESDAY and SHERLOCK today!!

btw, I wirte Geysir, only because ... well... Gey Sir.

{{Norc! Shush! We'll never get mr Stincky in there if he thinks it's filled with gay men! Or perhaps he might, I really don't know. Nothing wrong with that though, we are a very progressive people us Fjordlandians. (As stg Herring is a brilliant example of.) But I can't take that gamble now, or that smell.}}

Look at all that buckie! Time to swim, Petty! *shoves*

{{{{who's mr Stincky? is he the one who's smelling?}}}}

{{{Yeah, just a temporaty (I hope) nickname for the pig in the kilt, no, a nickname for Petty I mean.}}}

oh I see

Hitting ones kids is not ok- Amarie

Paw is quite old fashioned in that respect- Granpaw is even worse.

This geyser, seems a tad, hot, no? I mean I went over there to have a sniff for the buckie in it and look, my kilt has been steam cleaned! And its shrunk!! Oh my!

Pettytyrant101 wrote:Hitting ones kids is not ok- Amarie

Paw is quite old fashioned in that respect- Granpaw is even worse.

This geyser, seems a tad, hot, no? I mean I went over there to have a sniff for the buckie in it and look, my kilt has been steam cleaned! And its shrunk!! Oh my!

>_< Well, at least the rest of you got steam cleaned as well. Now what? I know!

{{Petty's family jewels and rear end}} There, that should keep you covered till you can find your spare kilt.. or get a new one made.

Mini kilts... *shudder*

*snicker* Hehe, now I see the picture.

This is NOT a laughing matter! Hey wheres my sporran!!! Argh its fallen in the geyser!!! My money!!!!

You lost your man purse? Oh don't worry, it will come flying shortly, it is a geyser after all. And then... eeeeek, don't bend over like that! The brackets aren't made for such maneuvers.

I think I will have to call mrs Figg's for assistance, as progressive as I am I DO have to consider young Norc's well being and sanity in all this.

Get Biffo here with some spades I'm going in after it!! My sporran!!!!! No!!!!

--oooooh---arrrrgh---hot---really hot----really !&@*!@ hot!--------whats that rumbling noise?

There! Nice and clean!

I got my sporran back!! Um, any chance someone could perhaps call the Forumshire ambulance service on the palantir- I seem to have all over scald marks and I may need some of Mrs Figg's special ointment for some areas! OOOOWWWWWWWWWW! And some buckie wouldn't go amiss-- oh dear I think I may be about to pass out from the pain.

Oh great! A half naked, partly boiled hobbit in a mini skirt passed out on the floor... You never saw that on the Dark Planet. I hope Figgs doesn't think I am trying to steal her business... Right, guess I should call that ambulance.

-sniff-sniff- Why can I smell bacon? owwww-

Mhm... yes, at 221B main street. Buckie burns and shrunken kilt. ...What do you mean '221B does not exist', are you claiming I made it up? Just go to the nearest address and look for the gigantic viking helmet... HELMET! You know, with HORNS! Huh, no that's not... you misheard me there. No, we're not at Mrs Figgs... Oh they are one their way you say! To mrs Figgs? Why am I not surprised.

I'll just put him on ice while we wait.

buckie!......emergency buckie in sporran....... ....you need the 26 keys to open it...magic words..... ....and a sword to get past the balrog....

haha, u guys.. geysirs are not for bathing... they boil u.. jeez.. long time ago u went to school? xD wonder if there are some athelas around here hm.. *goes looking for athelas*

Auld Alliances.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-16810375

Orwell wrote:Ask Eldorion. My title is listed somwhere. "Sir Orwell McOdo (the Seventh) Master of Baiting and Prancing Around Inanely". I hold a very Important Office in Forumshire, you see. So show me some respect!

I could make that your official title. I think it sounds better than "Dark Presence with Gilt Edge".

SHERLOCK IN ABOUT 40 MINUTES!!