kstop
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Mum in their icelandic homeland, a play in one act
<sound: floaty ethereal bollix ringing out across the icelandic wasteland>
Elric: 'Ere, Rolf, you hear that? What is it?
Rolf: Dunno mate, but chuck a harpoon at it, sounds like we could boil it down and make candles.
Elric: alrighty <throws harpoon>
Mum: Aaargh!
Elric: Fuck, it was another floaty ethereal indie band. If anyone asks, Gunnar threw that.
Rolf: Right.
(Enter Gunnar)
Gunnar: hideliho whalerinos!
Rolf: Fuck off, Gunnar.
End.
<sound: floaty ethereal bollix ringing out across the icelandic wasteland>
Elric: 'Ere, Rolf, you hear that? What is it?
Rolf: Dunno mate, but chuck a harpoon at it, sounds like we could boil it down and make candles.
Elric: alrighty <throws harpoon>
Mum: Aaargh!
Elric: Fuck, it was another floaty ethereal indie band. If anyone asks, Gunnar threw that.
Rolf: Right.
(Enter Gunnar)
Gunnar: hideliho whalerinos!
Rolf: Fuck off, Gunnar.
End.