Oh the wind blows high n the wind blows low - somethin somethin somethin [great song] Todays piffle concerns two good chumsies ongoing warfare - Al the pal - known since - I dunno - the fall of Berlin? has played me many a war game under the nom de guerre Colonel Custard - myself in the guise of Commandant Gustave von Bloodpipe - arch nemesis. Pathways into Darkness - Marathon - Doom - Quake - Duke Nukem - Command n Conquer n so forth... budda budda budda kaboom blam boom - explosions death n mayhem... Sometimes our daftness would spill over into real life - having returned - by post - a prisoner of his [a plastic tommy soldier] with attendant old wartime stylee covering letter [typewriter font appropriate logos etc] Al in reply said his satellites had discovered my headquarters [see pic 1 n 2] and had confirmed via google craft [picture 3 top left] - I countered that was merely a mock up of my HQ [picture 3] and that he would never discover my whereabouts - I followed this up - foolishly - with a detailed map of my defences and claimed his killer helicopters would never breach them... The struggle continues - over sea air n vast continents [is this sad or what?] Otto - think I hear the drone of his doom laden planes [drones?] quick comrades - the bunker...
Posted on: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 11:53:07 +0000