Thursday, April 16, 2009

Let us prepare our stones


I reckon this here's the place, hmmm.

How can we be sure?

See them two fellers there with the cart? They was in onea Marge's pitchers. Mmmm hmm.




It's not a cart, it's a litter.

And you's the same feller says things is ironic when they's merely a coincidence. Reckon I'll call it a cart. Mmm hmmm.
Enough. It matters little what you call it. It seems we are at the correct location. The question is not where we are but when we are. Where are those damn crows?

The crows are everywhere, Maximillian A. Bear.


And the crows demand a sacrifice! Caw!


No we don't. Knock it off. ... You are indeed on the ridge above Marge's Turkish vacation chalet. The date is April 16, 2008, three months before Marge will come to Allentown.

So, what should we do?



You must do what you have done before.




But this time don't screw it up! Caw!

But we've never been here before. I know I've never even been to Turkey.

Here here. I have been involved in both attempts to kill Marge, once alone in 1868 in Japan and once last year with these fellows,
which of course was also in Japan in 1868, I suppose, being that they had traveled through time to ensure my success in the first attempt, which as we know also failed, the second attempt being the first attempt, as it were.


Caw!

Do you not recall when Marge wrote on her blog
that she had survived a rock slide in Turkey? ... That was you.



That's preposterous! ... First, that was never Marge's blog. She hijacked it from Atown-Liker. Second, the idea that we came to Turkey 12 months ago to kill Marge is impossible! 12 months ago most of us were in Allentown, in one form or time period or another.

Truman is right. We would remember trying to kill a demon in Turkey, I think.

You do not remember because you have not done it yet.

Hmmmm. I reckon the Green Feller figures thats ironic too. Mmm. ... Wonder if Marge got some Turkish taffee in thar .... hmm.

Or a Turkish bath!


Be on your guard and watch the chalet. Tomorrow will be your day.

No time for frivolities my good fellows. Let us prepare our stones!

It is ironic, isn't it?


Caw! The 'you have not done it yet' part was a paradox. I'm pretty sure the part about preparing the stones was a double entendre.

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