Three Little Words

[Shadow Leader]

no, that honour

 

[Colin Phillips]

On the other

 

[Shadow Leader]

hand, goes to

 

[krizon]

Final Furlong's finest

 

[Colin Phillips]

three men and

 

[Cajosolu]

a baby. Once

 

[Shadow Leader]

they find it

 

[Colin Phillips]

they just might

 

[krizon]

wonder what the

 

[Cajosolu]

fuss was all

 

[krizon]

about in Brian's

 

[BrianH]

skin tight underwear

 

[Ardross]

unwisely washed in

 

[krizon]

with Spiderman logo

 

[Ardross]

Bold Biological Powder

 

[krizon]

Okay, you do your continuity, and I'll do mine...

 

[Ardross]

I was there first- keep your Spidermen to yourself

 

[krizon]

No, you weren't! :angy: We were both there at 39 minutes past exactly! :teeth:

(They close at speed, each surprising the other by producing switchblades, countering with knuckle-dusters, re-opposing with coshes, counter-countering with flying stars and finally, slumping bloodied and exhausted, the Countdown anagram.)



... shrunken to microscopic...

 

[Ardross]

granules of Persil

 

[Colin Phillips]

with hundreds and

 

[Kathy]

thousands of tiny

 

[BrianH]

leprechauns making shoes

 

[Griffin]

out of rubber

 

[BrianH]

recycled from Gearoid's

 

[Griffin]

pink posing pouch