Obviously The Dane is not entering the hair-do test. But to collect Dr Walske, who has gladly shown the hologram a good time, and then Marcie, who by-passed most of the tests, but passed the blowdart room test, The Dane would have to have passed by by both in that order.
Despite CB’s detour to Temporary Anomalies, he should have run into them if they went below the acid test after collecting Marcie, who would have been headed up towards the hot-tub ambush past the un-funky target range.
…I want the Positronic Love Tower challenge as a computer game.
Chris, you moron. The Beeblebrox gambit never results in anything but disaster. The amount of experimental evidence alone should prove this beyond a doubt.
I’m with Chris. As with so many things, the late Sir Terry Pratchett said it best:
“Fun. What is it good for?
It’s not pleasure, joy, delight, enjoyment, or glee. It’s a hollow, cruel, vicious little bastard, a word for something sought with a hilarious couple of wobbly antennae on your head and the words I WANT IT! on your shirt, and it tends to leave you waking up with your face stuck to the street.”
–Thud!
Sittin’ here drinkin’ my cuba libres
Waitin’ for this big guy to fall
I thought that this test would be easy-peasy
Now I’m gettin’ sick of it all
I’m in a hot tub, baby it’s steamin’
Stuck in a hot tub, escape isn’t clear
I’m in a hot tub, no way of leavin’
If I could have one wish
I’d wish that I was anywhere but here
Lookin’ for a way to get back to my partner
Hopin’ that she’s doin’ alright
Thought my black ops training would come in handy
Now it seems I’m stuck for the night
Stuck in a hot tub, tired of drinkin’
I’m in a hot tub, wasted as heck
Stuck in a hot tub, what was I thinkin’
Now I’m in hot water
Now I’m in hot water to my neck
We’re in a hot tub
Stuck in a hot tub
This goddam hot tub…
Etc.
No you fools! You’ve ruined it! You were SUPPOSED to get in with someone of the same sex and then accidentally kiss…
Chris and Reynard are the same sex…
Yes but they forgot the second step
Prune people aren’t much fun…
Prune foxes?
Them either. But after a long, long soak in water, prunification *will* happen!
I stand by my theory that the way to pass this test is to Mojo out of there.
Indeed.
So, how did The Dane get past this obstacle?
It can’t be what Walske is bringing Marcie for. They are already past the hologram.
Not everyone faces the same tests!
BBGR: For The Dane, see http://skin-horse.com/comic/radiation-is/
Obviously The Dane is not entering the hair-do test. But to collect Dr Walske, who has gladly shown the hologram a good time, and then Marcie, who by-passed most of the tests, but passed the blowdart room test, The Dane would have to have passed by by both in that order.
Despite CB’s detour to Temporary Anomalies, he should have run into them if they went below the acid test after collecting Marcie, who would have been headed up towards the hot-tub ambush past the un-funky target range.
…I want the Positronic Love Tower challenge as a computer game.
Why don’t they just mug whoever’s serving them the drinks?
Robot arms.
Hey robot arms! Reach for the sky!
Do robot arms use robot deodorant?
Simple: Those aren’t mugs. They look like Collins glasses.
Chris, you moron. The Beeblebrox gambit never results in anything but disaster. The amount of experimental evidence alone should prove this beyond a doubt.
Two people trapped in a hot tub getting plastered and not having sex? Sorry. Not plausible.
It’s not quite the same if you can’t get out of the tub because you don’t want to find out how powerful those lasers are.
It’s . . . not as fun as it sounds.
As for my comment yesterday about what they were drinking…Cuba Libres?
Apparently so.
Maybe Chris has drawn the wrong conclusion – maybe you get locked into a laser jail cell if you’re an annoying, wet, talking fox.
I’m with Chris. As with so many things, the late Sir Terry Pratchett said it best:
“Fun. What is it good for?
It’s not pleasure, joy, delight, enjoyment, or glee. It’s a hollow, cruel, vicious little bastard, a word for something sought with a hilarious couple of wobbly antennae on your head and the words I WANT IT! on your shirt, and it tends to leave you waking up with your face stuck to the street.”
–Thud!
Where did the swimsuits come from again?
(Apologies to Ms. Summer…and everyone else)
Sittin’ here drinkin’ my cuba libres
Waitin’ for this big guy to fall
I thought that this test would be easy-peasy
Now I’m gettin’ sick of it all
I’m in a hot tub, baby it’s steamin’
Stuck in a hot tub, escape isn’t clear
I’m in a hot tub, no way of leavin’
If I could have one wish
I’d wish that I was anywhere but here
Lookin’ for a way to get back to my partner
Hopin’ that she’s doin’ alright
Thought my black ops training would come in handy
Now it seems I’m stuck for the night
Stuck in a hot tub, tired of drinkin’
I’m in a hot tub, wasted as heck
Stuck in a hot tub, what was I thinkin’
Now I’m in hot water
Now I’m in hot water to my neck
We’re in a hot tub
Stuck in a hot tub
This goddam hot tub…
Etc.
I’d hate to think after drinking so much, how much urine is in that hot tub, its probably more urine then water. XD