Back at Chant's lair. . .

Chant is about to thwack Ace & dun_like_dinner with his postal-tube trunchion, when Britannica appears behind the evil PostMaster. . .

Brit: Sorry about the delay in getting back Team . . .

Ace: You were missing? Hey! How'd you get unstuck!?!

DLD: And how'd you get over there?

Brit: I'll explain later. . . Hello Chant!

Chant: Hello Britannica, you're not going to whack me with your Brittle-dodad-thingy are you? Not going to use you're information overload attack?

Brit: No, no. The reason it took me so long (from my perspective anyway) to get back here, is because I was reading the various posts from this Message Board, when I discovered your weakness, Chant. . .

[Britannica shows Chant the bucket he was hiding behind his back]

Chant: Wha. . . what is that?

After that I just had to stop off at the city of Donetsk in eastern Ukraine, for this. . . [Britannica lifts up the bucket]

Chant: Now Britannica, ol' buddy ol' pal, you wouldn't would you?

Brit: You mean this? [Britannica tips the bucket of icy-cold water over Chant's head]. . . ICE-BATH!!!!

Chant: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! [AAAHHHH!!!]

[As the Postmaster lays shivering on the floor, Buttercup and Napolean help pick-up and carry the unconcious La Machine and RM552, as the remaining members discuss tactics]

DLD: Wow! That was awsome, how'd you do that Brit?

Brit: Not now, dun_like_dinner, we still have to get those cards delivered. . . Holy-night! Where did all the Christmas Cards go!?!

Ace: And where's Superfly Sr.???

DLD: This is bad! We've lost the Christmas cards, Superfly Sr., Cowgirl Jack and both La Machine & RM552 are snoozing. What are we going to do????

JLR: [sad] [gulp!] [eh?] [no no no] [eh... i dunno... ] [um....  uh huh! ...  ] [whaaaa!]

[ 12-26-2002, 08:27 AM: Message edited by: Britannica ]