Maindrian Anti-Hero Deluxe
- Joined: Feb '03
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| REMEMBER MY PLAN TO INHERIT THE BOARDS AIMEE!?
Well, I haven't carried it out yet. Azz is still alive. He wanders around, completely oblivious. Bugger keeps landing in swimming pools and on top of shop awnings whenever I give him the nudge. I once set him off through a busy motor way. Eight bloody lanes of speeding traffic. They all missed him. I took a shot at him with a high powered sniper rifle. Turns out he had a bible in his top pocket. Yeah, I didn't believe it either. Armour piercing rounds and they can't go through a fucking copy of the bible. I would have taken another shot, but the recoil from the gun blew me clean off the church tower. I was in traction for two months. The steamroller incident was the worst. There he was. Out cold in the middle of the road. He does that, just sort of shuffles along and sleeps where he stops. So, over I go with the steamroller.
I missed.
I have no idea how that happened.
The last straw was the incident at the Mardi Gras. Away he went, shuffling through the crowd, five hired expert assassins tailing him. It couldn't fail. What happened? Whacky slapstick hijinks happened. I couldn't believe it. The Indian midget accidentally killed the Italian femme fatale with his poison blowpipe, before being trampled under a spooked horse. The two American gunmen took aim and shot one another in the face as Azz bent down to tie his shoelace (especially odd as he's always walking around in slippers and has no laces to tie). The Japanese Yakuza hitman managed to impale himself on his own sword. Nobody noticed a thing either. Amazing.
I give up. He's not human, he's invincible. I've developed a nervous twitch in one eye and have gone into therapy. I've given up on claiming G! as my own. I think I'll just quietly set up my own message board. The Timothy Dalton Appreciation Society. Yeah. That sounds good. ------------------ Maindrian and Touge's videos of vague annoyance - Est. 2007 |
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