Sunday, February 26, 2012

* A Faint Smell Of Custard

This blog entry has been removed, revised and included in the romping sci-fi epic TESTAMENT: FUNNY BADGERS by Indigo Roth, Red Angel Publishing, 2013.

Its reference in the book is MAX 5:1-71

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20 comments:

  1. WD40 will fix anything that Windex can't. Or vice versa.

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    1. Hey Nancy! Heh, I'm glad you recognised it. I thought it was WD40 and duct tape, but I'm not an qualified engineer. If I did, I'd own a hammer. Indigo x

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    1. Herr Doktor! I assume you always carry both? And a hammer? I always liked to carry paper and pen, but they were never any good when something broke down. Have you heard from Eolist today? I heard there was an explosion in Michigan, and wondered if they'd delivered decaff to her by mistake? Roth

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    2. Decaf to Eolist - what a dreadful mistake. I remember when they left the birds eye chilli off your pizza.

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    3. Or indeed, made you a vegetarian Meat Feast.

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  3. Oh my!

    You, my friend, need a lady, and since you've been in that solitary state for as long as I've known you, it's clear that you're incapable of getting one for yourself - or perhaps of getting one on the same planet - sorry - continent. I will just have to do something about it on your behalf.

    No - don't thank me - I've been wondering for a while if that advert I get down the side of my Yahoo email page about desperate - oops, sorry again - I mean suitable
    ladies from foreign climes actually could work for anyone. You know the ones, 'willing to travel/distance no object' - that kind of thing. Lots of photo's of glasses and hints of facial hair. You're not a fussy type are you Indigo? No, course not - silly question really.

    Right I'll get started replying on your behalf while you......... well, probably best if you don't do anything.

    I MEAN ANYTHING!

    Now stop fidgeting and leave reality alone for a bit. Look what happened the last time when it fell out of that hole in your trouser pocket.

    Hmmn - wonder of anyone would be willing to help get the advert together. I may need to get creative........

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    1. Hey Alistair! Sorry matey, no time to reply, there's a horde of ladies from the subcontinent banging on my front door. Indigo

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    2. That's power of t'internet for you laddie. And let's face it - even if none suit you, you probably won't be going out that front door anytime soon.

      Sorry 'bout that!

      lol

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    3. No worries. I rather like this cupboard under the stairs.

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  4. so glad you were able to locate and abate and lubricate the noise. a squeaky heart, who knew...

    ps: i'm okay, thanks to the MacGyver DVDs you sent i managed to come away from the "can't you just pretend its caffeinated?" fiasco with an new passport and a bit of soot on my shoe. ;)

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    1. Hey Eolist! Glad you made it! I'm still giggling from the lolly-stick-and-rubber band cartoon with MacGuyver with Erectile Dysfunction >=D Indigo x

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  5. I could use that thingamajig. My heater is so damn noisy. If I didn't hate the sound of my chattering teeth even more, I'd turn it off.

    Delightful, as usual, my friend. And now I want my own aardvark, too.

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    1. Hey Jayne! Sorry to hear the cold found you. Earplugs may be the only solution? Or a handsome beau to cuddle up to. As for the aardvark, be careful what you wish for; those little buggers are always up to something. Much like the beaus. Indigo x

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  6. Another blissfully imaginative story!! Thank you Indigo! And Dr. Tunguska!

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    1. Hey Kato! The Herr Doktor is the main culprit, clearly. Tho he's not been himself since the name change. I'm hoping he settles in and sparkles up his dialogue a bit. Indigo x

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  7. Once again I felt like I was a part of the journey - marvellous stuff Sir :)

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    1. Thanking you, Sir. Tho believe me, being part of this journey is overrated; it was a serious walk home once Max realised the off switch was inside the pyramid. C'est la vie.

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