| Post ID |
Timestamp |
Content |
User |
| 881746 |
2010-05-02 08:42:00 |
The daleks now enter the lift so bypassing the stairs and thus not taking the stairway to heaven |
gary67 (56) |
| 881747 |
2010-05-02 08:48:00 |
But we quickly jam the lift doors higher up and stop the whole system. |
coldot (6847) |
| 881748 |
2010-05-02 08:49:00 |
Trouble is the ute didn't fit in the lift so we now have to find our way back to it to rescue the mattress. |
pctek (84) |
| 881749 |
2010-05-02 08:51:00 |
This is getting bad. I need help. Damn, no signal on my Telecom XT mobile. ****. Nevermind, I've just spotted a telephone booth. I run over and notice that it is blue? I pull open the door ... |
Jen (38) |
| 881750 |
2010-05-02 08:53:00 |
Sh*& its way bigger inside than it looks from the outside |
gary67 (56) |
| 881751 |
2010-05-02 08:53:00 |
The odd room, the strange eight sided console in the middle, a coat stand by the 'door' |
bob_doe_nz (92) |
| 881752 |
2010-05-02 08:56:00 |
Rose she calls herself and she is not looking to lonely. As we crowbar the ute inside there is a strange noise.. |
gary67 (56) |
| 881753 |
2010-05-02 09:09:00 |
Then, with a quick flick of his utility belt Batman demattresialises the ute and stairs into the distance. |
R2x1 (4628) |
| 881754 |
2010-05-02 09:15:00 |
Sadly for Rose, she was dematerialised at the same time, excepting for her gold capped dentures, left glistening by the side of the road. |
WalOne (4202) |
| 881755 |
2010-05-02 10:11:00 |
Super. Now the ute is gone and we still don't have the mattress. I pop those gold capped dentures into my pocket; might drop them off later at the local gold buying kiosk in the mall. Time to make a call. I spot the telephone dial and start spinning the number for dial-a-driver. Hmmm. That is weird. The humming is increasing and the walls are pulsating. I think I've dialed the wrong number :eek: |
Jen (38) |
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