Posted by TC on April 09, 2000 at 10:33:00:
In Reply to: The COURIER #15 is off the presses for sale in the townsquare! posted by TowneCrier Happy to find The Courier to Cry About! on April 09, 2000 at 10:14:29:
RING RING RING RING!
come one come all!
Yr Hmbl and Obedient Servnt YeOldeTowneCrier, happy over to have found her satin duds (said duds were reclaimed by the Editor of Pax Papers, via hand to hand combat with a Russian (!)Trader who had posed as the Turkish Trader, and...
However, the Editor of Pax Papers, who had been kidnapped by the Editors of the Courier, happily taking advantage of her brilliant King's English, were loath to let her engage in this hand to hand combat for a mere black satin (by now wrinkled and stained and colors turning scarlet)duds, tried to hogtie her first, with nothing but a quill, a pair of scissors and a glue pot in her mouth, for write/cut/paste, and the Said Pax Papers editor had first to wrestle down (not an easy task, considering she was burdened with quill, scissors and glue pot in her mouth) the Courier Editors,and the go and mano-a-mano combat The Ruski Trader...
and upon her liberation of the said duds, Yr Hmbl & Qbdnt Srvnt and Papx Papers Editor sat down to imbide of icewater flavored with sprigs of mint (ice water was donated by King Richfed, who felt mighty sorry for the TowneCrier who was sitting on her cushion-less three legged chair and had but an empty jug in her left hand for lack of Bloody Mary (the drink, not The Queen) donations....
well, to make a long story short, YrCrier and Yr Pax Papers Editor fell asleep after a night spent in camaraderie and recovering the Editor's battles with the Ruskie Trader and Courier Editors waged on behalf of her friend, and YrCrier feeling mighty sorry for herself due to the fact that her Bloody Mary Pitcher was left devoid of nary a single drop...
And this, and only this, is the full and unabridged full story of how the Crier missed the very second of The Courier's entry into sunlight and its steadfast journey toward the TowneSquare loaded in bundles upon the shoulders of LOTMLand's King and Queen....
Those who forgive the Aforementioned Hmbl and Obedient TowneCrier, for a momentary lapse in duty,
Your one and only TC: RING RING RING RING RING
: RING RING RING RINGALINGA RIING!
: bREATHLESS AND PANICKY FOR I HAVE FALLEN ASLEEP OON THE JOB!:
: MOHICANLAND'S LITERARY GEM AND THE FORERUNNER OF THE GRAY LADY THE NEW YORK TIMES,
: IS HOT OFF THE PRESS!!!!!
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