Malchik Posted November 3, 2005 Share Posted November 3, 2005 (too) nearer and nearer and nearer until sudeenly something quite unexpected happened they.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gabbemaster Posted November 3, 2005 Author Share Posted November 3, 2005 realiced tat thej had to tacke som inglish leccons... 'but where would they go?' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted November 3, 2005 Share Posted November 3, 2005 The Malchik School of English and Espionage is the nearest place. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gabbemaster Posted November 4, 2005 Author Share Posted November 4, 2005 "Good", said Gabriel, "espionage sounds fun, I wanna learn how to spy through womens clothes!", "So, who follows me to the espionage and english school?"... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Unit-001 Posted November 4, 2005 Share Posted November 4, 2005 The room became completely silent."Who'd wanna go to a place such as that? Haven't you heard the rumors?" someone said. "I sure haven't, but it sounds like a pretty friggin' sweet place, that I'm going there anyway." said Gabriel. "Well do as you like," said a drunkard as he rose from beneath a table "but if I were you, I'd stay the hell away. I've been there once and I never wanna go back!" The drunkard started to tell the tale of Malchik School of English and Espionage and what had happened to him there... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted November 4, 2005 Share Posted November 4, 2005 "Once upon a time, when I was young and had all my hair. Long before my seventeen face lifts and my addiction to anti-ageing cream, I was considered to be a handsome man." The drunkard blears around to make sure everyone is paying attention. "I enrolled in the school of espionage to learn the skills of an assassin. Of course before specialising we had to do a common year in which we were taught how to tell the difference between commonly confused items - chalk and cheese, arse and elbow, silk purse and sow's ear - but I passed that with flying colours." "Then I discovered who was to be my tutor in assassination. My heart trembled, I turned the colour of only slightly yellow snow, my knees gave way. And so will yours when I tell you the name. It was... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gabbemaster Posted November 4, 2005 Author Share Posted November 4, 2005 "Malchik clone number 1!" A big "Oooooooooh" escaped from the crowd... "Yes, i'ts true, it was the very first clone, the most fearsome, the most brutal, the most malchik-like clone of them all, and the first thing he said to me was..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted November 4, 2005 Share Posted November 4, 2005 "Why are you wearing a flower pot on your head?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raven7669 Posted November 5, 2005 Share Posted November 5, 2005 To that Gabriel simply replied - If you don't already know it is already too late. Gabriel then went out side grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Malchik clone number 1. Who then started melting. It turned out that Malchik clone number 1 was actually the wicked witch of the south-west and all the munchkins (or vertically challed people who aren't disabled but still get special prviledges) cheered and there was much rejoicing. Soon winter became spring; spring became summer; then global warming combined fall and winter to become falter. All the while Gabriel got better at english and learned the secret art of espionage which you aren't so much taught, becuase it is secret and therefore no one can tell you about it, as you learn by trial and error. This usually amounts in a lot of jail time which Gabriel spent doing...... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gabbemaster Posted November 5, 2005 Author Share Posted November 5, 2005 OOC> It wasn't Gabriel who told the story :) But that doesn't matter, I continue anyway ;) I am allways happy when someone other than Malchik and me post here :) The things you do when you are in Jail, bribing guards, killing rats, pick-locketing, lock-picketing, and ofcourse a lot of sock-LICKeting. But when Gabriel didn't do any of these thing, then he killed his time worrying about his old friend Otto, who had accidentally been murdered by a bunch of big nasty dwarfes along the way to Malchiks School of Espenglish and Enpionage (or what it now was called). But what Gabriel did not know was that Otto... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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