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You're not thinking ahead. What we do is we let him win the book, find out where he lives, and then steal the book from him.

LOL. Now that's lateral thinking. I'm looking forward to getting some time to have a drabble myself.

Of course I could just drive the getaway car, it might be easier :)

Of course, that would mean driving the entire length of Scotland - twice. That's either brave or stupid, and perhaps a bit of both :D
 
Of course, that would mean driving the entire length of Scotland - twice. That's either brave or stupid, and perhaps a bit of both :D

Oh cool. I could fit in a distillery tour...

Driving Scotland is fun. Wrong side of the road, and the one lane shared roads are the best. Especially in the wee mountains!

Even better than driving on a single lane road is driving on a single lane track round the edge of a mountain in the mist with a coach tour coming towards you. Actually quite common. :)

And Mr Marcaigh, poor use of the word wee. You can get a wee cold, you can get a wee shove, you can get a wee moment, you can get a wee look, you can get a wee go, you can get a wee wee, and you can even get a Nintendo. I'm not letting you get away with saying a wee mountain. Now go ay the bar it's your round ya wee scoundrel :D
 
And Mr Marcaigh, poor use of the word wee. You can get a wee cold, you can get a wee shove, you can get a wee moment, you can get a wee look, you can get a wee go, you can get a wee wee, and you can even get a Nintendo. I'm not letting you get away with saying a wee mountain. Now go ay the bar it's your round ya wee scoundrel :D

Oh, I was being nice by using the word "mountains". I was going to say "hills".

They're just the wee bairn of the Himalayas! ;)
 
Lol, they may not be tall but they are treacherous. I mean have you see how much sheep poop litters the hillside? Try walking up that without skiting on yer bahookie!
 
Lol, they may not be tall but they are treacherous. I mean have you see how much sheep poop litters the hillside? Try walking up that without skiting on yer bahookie!

I took a pic of a sheep's carcass (it was mostly bone and a bit of wool left) on the side of one wee bairn hill. ;) Either the "treacherous mountain" got it, or a ravenous Scot did.
 
I took a pic of a sheep's carcass (it was mostly bone and a bit of wool left) on the side of one wee bairn hill. ;) Either the "treacherous mountain" got it, or a ravenous Scot did.

Are those the only possibilities that were put forward?...

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A animal so tasty they were hunted to extinction. The only reference to the taste we have left is the mock-haggis. This name was shortened to just haggis as there is now no need to differentiate it from wild haggis.

This is a cartoon for the tourists. It's doubtful that it did actually wear a tammie or have a horn for a nose. But the legs on one side were shorter than the other so they could run around mountains.
 
Lol, they may not be tall but they are treacherous. I mean have you see how much sheep poop litters the hillside? Try walking up that without skiting on yer bahookie!

Litters the hillside?

When Hadrian arrived, the area was known as the Scottish plains, or Campestribus Scotitis to Hadrian. A few decades later, the enterprising Scottish flatlander Angus McManure imported a few individuals of the common sheep and invented haggis. Served with a box of fried twigs and a tankard of mash, it was an instant hit. Soon McManure's fast food restaurants were found in every corner of Scotland. So were the sheep, who produced copious amounts of droppings.

Tired of wallowing around in it and getting brownish coloration on their kilts, the scotsmen shoveled it up in mounds and became known as the lower medium height-landers. As the years went by, they eventually got to be highlanders.

And as you've noticed, the hills are still growing. Who knows what will become of the scotsmen.. demigods living among the clouds in heaven?
 
There's your snippet of information, and mine as well.

...and they say you can't learn anything on games forum websites.
 
Well done to CdrTwisted & DocStone. Two marvellous Drabbles from our newcomers. DocStone has given the honour of setting this week's contest topic to CdrTwisted.

The topic for this week is
"2-1"
 
Well done to CdrTwisted & DocStone. Two marvellous Drabbles from our newcomers. DocStone has given the honour of setting this week's contest topic to CdrTwisted.

The topic for this week is
"2-1"

Seriously? Did I miss his post?
Back to bed with me. Up too early getting the kids off to school...
 

Sir.Tj

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So close and yet so far.

I watched the timer as the numbers slowly etched their way to their terminal deadline.

My forehead beaded with nervous tension as I checked the numbers again.

A stiff belt of Janx did nothing to calm my tremors.

Would I do it... would I? Just this once I silently pleaded to any passing deity.

My fevered mind raced as the time-limit expired.

Unadulterated exultation burst through my overjoyed soul! "Finally!!!" I screamed with unfettered passion.

Suddenly I realised that I'd occidentally voted for myself I checked on my shaking fingers 2-1........ that's 1 then.

1 vote again.

Damn you Drabbles.
 
Thanks everyone, wishing I hadn't gone with CmdrTwisted's topic now, it's blinkin' hard :D

OK, here we go anyway...

Saturday Night Live

Nearly time to go on air. Don’t panic, don’t stand out, just breathe and act naturally.

The pistol felt cold against his side.

Looking up from his clipboard he glanced around the studio. The Congressman was having some last minute make-up applied before the show went live, before he “apologised” for the lives lost in the “War against Onionhead”.

His wife. His children. Everything.

A voice in his ear came to life “Going live in 5, 4, 3….” Silently finishing “2, 1” in his head, he stepped forward.

He drew his gun, hand steady.

“Congressman, this is for the innocents”
 

Sir.Tj

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Damn! 1 minute later and a better drabble turns up.

*Shuffles of muttering*

:D
 
Balloon animals

“You know the drill, 20 t of your cargo and you’re free to go”.

It was Commander Madeleine’s third interdiction on her new trading route. And it was getting on her nerves. Greedy pirates, she was lucky if she didn’t end up totally empty.

It was time for her new strategy. She counted down the last canisters being scooped.

“2 – 1 – and go”, firmly pressing the newly installed red button.

A short beep confirmed the signal sent and she had to admit that the pirate's cobra - inflated to nearly half-spherical proportions from the decompressed gases - was a sight to behold.
 
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