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No, but some say he is dating Mary-Jane....Sultan Of Swing said:does he walk on the ceiling?
...like spiderman??
He's hangin' with the JC and Budda!Sultan Of Swing said:and if you want to talk to him, he's currently holidaying in Kingston
I am in mourning, first of all, I mourn my tragically lost update some time ago. Secondly, I mourn the unexpected banning of Sultan of Swing.
<Walks in wearing black>Zuckergußgebäck said:I am in mourning, first of all, I mourn my tragically lost update some time ago. Secondly, I mourn the unexpected banning of Sultan of Swing.
Well.... That's life.... What did he do?
Mr. Capiatlist said:<Walks in wearing black>
The update or sultan?
On a lighter note, Zuck; why don't you just give us an update?Valdemar said:
Seriously, update.....
January 28, Vladivostok, Russia
R: Nicky, I know that russian military doctrine stipulates that the commander is to have his headquarters way behind the front, but this is ridiculous!
TN: Bah, tea, Raspie?
R: Yes please. Just one drop, the rest sake.
TN: I see that beeing near Japan has had a profound influence on you, Raspie.
R: Indeed.
TN: Anyway, he should be here any moment now.
R: Who?
TN: Our new minister for saving the czar...
R: ...for no one else will!
TN: Exactly!
R: What´s his name, and how are able to transport him when we just sold our infrastructure to China?
TN: We wrote a secret clause with lemon juice on the treaty, saying that we are allowed to drive inspectrion trolleys on the railway. I´ve put the "batallion of Death" on the job. They are now known as the locomotive drivers of death.
R: Village people?
TN: Just because I am a member of that band you don´t have to taunt me for it!
R: Right... So what´s this guys name?
TN: Take a look at his personal file.
R: Hmmm... De Gaulle Charles? Strange name.
TN: Oh, it is just that to save money, we removed the commas from the typewriters. It should be De Gaulle, Charles.
R: Those french sure are strange, using commas in names and everything...
TN: Oh, look. There he is.
DGC: Vive le France! Vive de Gaulle, Stuffez-vous Monseur Hitler!
TN: Who?
R: Hitler... wasn´t he that guy who represented Mongolia in the 1910 olympics? 100 meter freestyle?
TN: Yes, I remember it quite clearly now!
DGC: Ouuups... Let´s take that again.
...
DGC: Vive le France! Vive de Gaulle, Stuffez-vous Monseur Hi... Kaiser!
R: Do you drink tea, Monseur Charles?
DGC: De Gaulle
R: Grigorij
TN: Hi there, Charles. Nice to see you coming so early!
DGC: Oui. A had a fiw pro'lemz wiff ze... ze...
R: Tea?
DGC: Non, Le Battallion de Morte!
TN: Le battallion de Morte? Neverr heard of that movie. Put it up on the to do list.
Aide: Yes, sir.
Batallion of Death: There is one more thing.
TN: Yes?
BOD: Pay
TN: Pay?
R: Pie?
TN: Be quiet! You want pay?
BOD: Da.
TN: well, we don´t have any money and...
Alarm: Neep! Neep! Neep! Neep!
TN: What the?
R: Uh-Oh. The economic strangulation alarm! Take cover De Gaulle, Charles!
DGC: Oui?
[A large crash is heard when the economy around them crashes to due the czars inability to pay the battallkion of death]
R: See, Nicky? I have told you a thousand times that you have to practice taking your wallet up faster!
R: Nicky, I know that russian military doctrine stipulates that the commander is to have his headquarters way behind the front, but this is ridiculous!
TN: Bah, tea, Raspie?
R: Yes please. Just one drop, the rest sake.
TN: I see that beeing near Japan has had a profound influence on you, Raspie.
R: Indeed.
TN: Anyway, he should be here any moment now.
R: Who?
TN: Our new minister for saving the czar...
R: ...for no one else will!
TN: Exactly!
R: What´s his name, and how are able to transport him when we just sold our infrastructure to China?
TN: We wrote a secret clause with lemon juice on the treaty, saying that we are allowed to drive inspectrion trolleys on the railway. I´ve put the "batallion of Death" on the job. They are now known as the locomotive drivers of death.
R: Village people?
TN: Just because I am a member of that band you don´t have to taunt me for it!
R: Right... So what´s this guys name?
TN: Take a look at his personal file.
R: Hmmm... De Gaulle Charles? Strange name.
TN: Oh, it is just that to save money, we removed the commas from the typewriters. It should be De Gaulle, Charles.
R: Those french sure are strange, using commas in names and everything...
TN: Oh, look. There he is.
DGC: Vive le France! Vive de Gaulle, Stuffez-vous Monseur Hitler!
TN: Who?
R: Hitler... wasn´t he that guy who represented Mongolia in the 1910 olympics? 100 meter freestyle?
TN: Yes, I remember it quite clearly now!
DGC: Ouuups... Let´s take that again.
...
DGC: Vive le France! Vive de Gaulle, Stuffez-vous Monseur Hi... Kaiser!
R: Do you drink tea, Monseur Charles?
DGC: De Gaulle
R: Grigorij
TN: Hi there, Charles. Nice to see you coming so early!
DGC: Oui. A had a fiw pro'lemz wiff ze... ze...
R: Tea?
DGC: Non, Le Battallion de Morte!
TN: Le battallion de Morte? Neverr heard of that movie. Put it up on the to do list.
Aide: Yes, sir.
Batallion of Death: There is one more thing.
TN: Yes?
BOD: Pay
TN: Pay?
R: Pie?
TN: Be quiet! You want pay?
BOD: Da.
TN: well, we don´t have any money and...
Alarm: Neep! Neep! Neep! Neep!
TN: What the?
R: Uh-Oh. The economic strangulation alarm! Take cover De Gaulle, Charles!
DGC: Oui?
[A large crash is heard when the economy around them crashes to due the czars inability to pay the battallkion of death]
R: See, Nicky? I have told you a thousand times that you have to practice taking your wallet up faster!
February 17, Vienna, the duell monarchy.
FJ: Hello there, Willy. It isn´t often I see you here in Vienna. How about some mozartkugeln?
KW: Mozartkugeln?
FJ: Yes, as you remember, the swedish minister of armament, economy and all things yellow stole all our wienernougate.
KW: Ah, yes... Anyway, don´t you think it´s a bit naughty to name a sweet like this 'mozart balls'?
FJ: That composer shure had a lot of balls!
KW: Please, Franz, you are embarrasing the construction workers!
Construction workers: Sorry!
KW: Now, where have I heard that before?
FJ: Well, how´s things at the front willy? Here, they just say that a giant rabbit ate the entire russian army and that shouldn´t I be more occupied ensuring the survival of the Habsburg dynasty?
KW: And how´s it going?
FJ: Wonderful! Yesterday I commisioned the wedding between a brother and a sister and the divorce of a loving couple so that the mother could marry her son. Strangely, for all my efforts, it seems that most members of the Habsburg dynasty are raving lunatics, most of which with ten fingers on their right hand and no left arms!
KW: Yes, it sure is strange.
FJ: And how is the front, did that giant rabbit actually eat the russian army?
KW: No, your army seems to be in a full retreat southwards, with half of it deserting on the way. The latest reports indicates that shells are falling somewhere in the vicinity of Budapest.
FJ: Good, good. It seems that we have fulfilled all our operational goals for 1916. And how´s your war going?
KW: Just wonderful! Ad midnight today, our gallant men captured Warsaw and the russian began a great retreat. Exactly what this means, I have no idea, but it seems that we are faring somewhat better than you.
FJ: Oh, yeah!? Well, our intelligence service is better than yours, just look at this photo leaked to us by a high ranking military officer in the british army, named Lallenbi or suchlike. It clearly states that our image analysing capabilities are better than yours!
KW: And what does that mean?
FJ: I have no idea, but it sounds good if you say it fast.
Secret austrian intelligence photograph
FJ: Hello there, Willy. It isn´t often I see you here in Vienna. How about some mozartkugeln?
KW: Mozartkugeln?
FJ: Yes, as you remember, the swedish minister of armament, economy and all things yellow stole all our wienernougate.
KW: Ah, yes... Anyway, don´t you think it´s a bit naughty to name a sweet like this 'mozart balls'?
FJ: That composer shure had a lot of balls!
KW: Please, Franz, you are embarrasing the construction workers!
Construction workers: Sorry!
KW: Now, where have I heard that before?
FJ: Well, how´s things at the front willy? Here, they just say that a giant rabbit ate the entire russian army and that shouldn´t I be more occupied ensuring the survival of the Habsburg dynasty?
KW: And how´s it going?
FJ: Wonderful! Yesterday I commisioned the wedding between a brother and a sister and the divorce of a loving couple so that the mother could marry her son. Strangely, for all my efforts, it seems that most members of the Habsburg dynasty are raving lunatics, most of which with ten fingers on their right hand and no left arms!
KW: Yes, it sure is strange.
FJ: And how is the front, did that giant rabbit actually eat the russian army?
KW: No, your army seems to be in a full retreat southwards, with half of it deserting on the way. The latest reports indicates that shells are falling somewhere in the vicinity of Budapest.
FJ: Good, good. It seems that we have fulfilled all our operational goals for 1916. And how´s your war going?
KW: Just wonderful! Ad midnight today, our gallant men captured Warsaw and the russian began a great retreat. Exactly what this means, I have no idea, but it seems that we are faring somewhat better than you.
FJ: Oh, yeah!? Well, our intelligence service is better than yours, just look at this photo leaked to us by a high ranking military officer in the british army, named Lallenbi or suchlike. It clearly states that our image analysing capabilities are better than yours!
KW: And what does that mean?
FJ: I have no idea, but it sounds good if you say it fast.
Secret austrian intelligence photograph
Well Zuck, good to see you posting again, though you realize I'm the last one left; right?