Hey TB2, the Bride and I were waiting on our meal coming out of the oven earlier and when it was ready the oven went "ping!". The Bride said "The thing went ping" and then asked why I was laughing.... )
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,798MI6 Agent
The sooner we can do more of those, the better!
:007)
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Having fun on BritBox watching UFO ( I hear that a lot ) Space 1999 etc
So many memories and they look fantastic. -{ It's also great fun watching
well known actors in early roles.
"I've been informed that there ARE a couple of QAnon supporters who are fairly regular posters in AJB."
I can't help thinking "are many of the people who repost that meme conserened about child labour in Africa the same way anti-imigration people are conserned about muslim women's rights?" :v
Whatever. Should we have a drink together? I'll have something more potent than usual and order a regular Coca Cola -{
What in blue bloddy Bajoran Hell?!
(TB2 pops up behind the bar, pointing a Drax Taser at 'No 24')
Red Alert! Security Level 2 Bravo!
(The lights turn Red. axklaxon goes off. The A.R.S.E. scans the room, abd various
weaoons pop out fron behind paintings, floor panels the airlock seals, C.H.E.E.K.S.
announces
'Emergency containment protocals... activated.
Emergency safety protocals... activated.
Emergency security protocals... activated.
Emergency lock down protocals... activated.
Emergency swimming pool drain... activated.
SMS to Thunderpussy, Barbel Thunderbird 2 and Sir Miles... Confirmed
The SABS now at condition Red... Confirmed.
The doors click locked.
TV2 still looking furious keeps the Taser steady.)
Alright You! Who the Hell are You and where is the REAL No 24?!
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
I am .... him. I just thought I could allow myself someting extra potent since TP is back and everything. You know, sort of like when Isplurge on a piece of cake or two at Christmas.
It's me ... smalahove, chainsaw, down with Trump, Bond must be tall, Norway! Norway! Norway!
Who else on this forum would post these two unrelated photos?
Whatever. Should we have a drink together? I'll have something more potent than usual and order a regular Coca Cola -{
What in blue bloddy Bajoran Hell?!
(TB2 pops up behind the bar, pointing a Drax Taser at 'No 24')
Red Alert! Security Level 2 Bravo!
(The lights turn Red. axklaxon goes off. The A.R.S.E. scans the room, abd various
weaoons pop out fron behind paintings, floor panels the airlock seals, C.H.E.E.K.S.
announces
'Emergency containment protocals... activated.
Emergency safety protocals... activated.
Emergency security protocals... activated.
Emergency lock down protocals... activated.
Emergency swimming pool drain... activated.
SMS to Thunderpussy, Barbel Thunderbird 2 and Sir Miles... Confirmed
The SABS now at condition Red... Confirmed.
The doors click locked.
TV2 still looking furious keeps the Taser steady.)
Alright You! Who the Hell are You and where is the REAL No 24?!
Bajorans! I'm up to season two of star trek deep space nine so I got that reference
“The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning. "
-Casino Royale, Ian Fleming
The Kardashians are going
Off air, we must get to the
Perfectly formed bottom
Of this
"I've been informed that there ARE a couple of QAnon supporters who are fairly regular posters in AJB."
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,798MI6 Agent
Really? I'll break out the bubbly!
One less piece of dross on the box.
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,798MI6 Agent
edited September 2020
(TB2 is sitting at his end of the bar, but instead of working on his laptop,
he is slumped, chin on his arms, staring at a model of Moonraker 5.
The black velvet curtains are around the painting of Thane castle.
As Holly nuzzles against him, big wet tears roll down TB2’s face.
He absentmindedly starts rubbing Holly’s ears.)
Best Bond Baddie Of the lot. No question. Rest In Peace Monsieur Lonsdale.
Thank You for giving Me an inspiring character to want to play besides Bond and Q.
You exceeded Mr Flemings writing of the character and will be missed.
May your creative spirit really get to explore the stars as You see fit. -{
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Agreed TB2 Drax was a great villain, with M Lonsdale able to be charming
quoting Oscar Wilde while being totally evil " Under " the façade
Recently watching an old Avengers on Britbox, in the episode Too Many Christmas Trees season 4 episode 13 Mrs Peel
asks who a Christmas card was from , Steed replies .........
"Oh, Cathy, Miss Gale.. um I wonder what she's doing in Fort Knoxx ?
"I've been informed that there ARE a couple of QAnon supporters who are fairly regular posters in AJB."
As a bonus for the Pub, we're adding a book corner with this story portraying our Hero and
friends in the guise of Holmes and Watson ..... Chapter 1
Dear reader, it is with a heavy heart and a most fervent sense of melancholy that I must write of our latest adventure which I have labelled "The Strange Affair of the Bovine Benefactor". It was on a rainy morning in the year 1889 when Bond and I were introduced dramatically to this strange case. It began as always with we both engaged in some manly amusement, Bond sitting in his favourite chair and I standing akimbo in front.......
James: I see you've removed the tip.
Felix: Yes, it's the new style, now just pop it in your mouth.
James: Felix, it's longer than I remember.
Felix: Roll the shaft between your fingers.
James: It's quite hard!
Felix: Look, just try it give it a good suck.
James: Oh, Felix this is lovely .....I never thought it could be like this.....
Felix: See, I told you you'd like it ….these new Cuban cigars are really good!
James: Absolutely Monte Cristo Bs for me from now on, I shan't need my pipe any more!! (I then crossed to sit at the desk and read the daily paper.)
James: Good Lord, Felix, I'm bored, I've had nothing to stimulate me for ages!
Felix: You did imbibe that 7% solution last weekend...
James: That I don't remember- did I do anything odd?
Felix: You were off your face- you ran naked across to the grocers shouting "How's this for a special offer!"
James: Oh no!
Felix: Then you goosed Queen Victoria and the Queen of Sweden singing “I'm only a cockney sparrow with a broken wing” before falling out a window.
James: Good God, no!
Felix: Luckily you landed on passing London serial killer "Paul the Poker" and everyone thought it was part of a grand deception to catch him, so your reputation as the second greatest living detective after........
James: Yes, I know- HOLMES!!!!....... bloody Eamonn Holmes….
Felix: ......is still intact. (Bond then took out a violin, as at times like this it helped him think. One pull of the bow across the strings then Bond smashed it in the fire place as I returned to the paper, looking at the multitude of stories from across London. There was a knock on the door and Mrs May our faithful Scottish housekeeper entered.)
May: Another one bites the dust, Mister James.
James: Sorry?
May: I said another one bites the dust.
James: No, didn't catch any of that..... Is that Welsh, Irish or Norwegian?
May: It's Scottish, ya big soft floosy bag of wind!
James: I got bag .....eh?
Felix: May has brought us our breakfast James, look kippers and (Removing a silver cover.)…. some Thai curry?
May: It's called “fusion”, all the house keepers are doing it.
James: Fine, just put it on the desk there. Quick, Felix, remove your papers. (May moved to the desk.)
May: Lord a mighty- look at that! (May pointed at a headline.)
Felix: Yes it's terrible- the new music hall sensation, the Empires Got Talent impresario Lord Simon Cowell, is wearing his trousers even higher.
May: Nay! Yon picture of yon man.
Felix: (Snatching at the paper.) This man .... Sir Miles Messervvey or Messervery or Meseressery ...they can't quite seem to get it right. What about him?
May: It says he's been murdered!
James: What's she going on about now?
May: You're going the right way for a Glasgow kiss!
Felix: May says she knows this murder victim.
James: How? He's a knight of the realm while she is just a lowly servant, a nobody.
May: That's it, you stuck up sassenach ...my boot’s gonna connect with your ars.........
Felix: (Soothingly.)How do you know him, Mrs May?
May: Because he called to see you last night, said he'd discovered something shocking, something horrible, something earth-shattering!!!!
Felix: What was it?
May: I don't know he didn't say, and I had a boil wash on so wasn't really listening, sort of tuned him out, like when Mr James is talking about one of his cases, or his interests. Well, basically whenever Mr James is talking, really.
Felix: This is most interesting, James.
James: Indeed. The game’s afoot, Felix. (Just then the front doorbell rang- were we about to let good or evil enter our dwelling?) ........
"I've been informed that there ARE a couple of QAnon supporters who are fairly regular posters in AJB."
It's very nice with some litterature. teh quiet is nice, especially now that my older sister is visiting. My sister is the type who never says 50 words when 5000 will suffice
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:007)
So many memories and they look fantastic. -{ It's also great fun watching
well known actors in early roles.
saw this today, ....
it was funny.
Going off on a sugar rush
What in blue bloddy Bajoran Hell?!
(TB2 pops up behind the bar, pointing a Drax Taser at 'No 24')
Red Alert! Security Level 2 Bravo!
(The lights turn Red. axklaxon goes off. The A.R.S.E. scans the room, abd various
weaoons pop out fron behind paintings, floor panels the airlock seals, C.H.E.E.K.S.
announces
'Emergency containment protocals... activated.
Emergency safety protocals... activated.
Emergency security protocals... activated.
Emergency lock down protocals... activated.
Emergency swimming pool drain... activated.
SMS to Thunderpussy, Barbel Thunderbird 2 and Sir Miles... Confirmed
The SABS now at condition Red... Confirmed.
The doors click locked.
TV2 still looking furious keeps the Taser steady.)
Alright You! Who the Hell are You and where is the REAL No 24?!
It's me ... smalahove, chainsaw, down with Trump, Bond must be tall, Norway! Norway! Norway!
Who else on this forum would post these two unrelated photos?
And that's without a doubt TP
Bajorans! I'm up to season two of star trek deep space nine so I got that reference
-Casino Royale, Ian Fleming
(C.H.E.E.K.S cylon eye scans 24 from the top of his head to his feet.
24 giggles uncontrolably through the processz as though being tickled.
'Scan complete. DPA compositional profile match, 100%.
No 24 is within the Pub.')
Oh bloddy hell. Status Green!
(The pub reverts to normal. Holly, who was in guard dog mode, shakes her tail
to defloof it. With mixed results.)
24 don't scare Me like that again! Cokes all round.
to do with them!
That goes for the Cardassians too.
Off air, we must get to the
Perfectly formed bottom
Of this
One less piece of dross on the box.
he is slumped, chin on his arms, staring at a model of Moonraker 5.
The black velvet curtains are around the painting of Thane castle.
As Holly nuzzles against him, big wet tears roll down TB2’s face.
He absentmindedly starts rubbing Holly’s ears.)
Best Bond Baddie Of the lot. No question. Rest In Peace Monsieur Lonsdale.
Thank You for giving Me an inspiring character to want to play besides Bond and Q.
You exceeded Mr Flemings writing of the character and will be missed.
May your creative spirit really get to explore the stars as You see fit. -{
quoting Oscar Wilde while being totally evil " Under " the façade
Recently watching an old Avengers on Britbox, in the episode
Too Many Christmas Trees season 4 episode 13 Mrs Peel
asks who a Christmas card was from , Steed replies .........
"Oh, Cathy, Miss Gale.. um I wonder what she's doing in Fort Knoxx ?
friends in the guise of Holmes and Watson ..... Chapter 1
Dear reader, it is with a heavy heart and a most fervent sense of melancholy that I must write of our latest adventure which I have labelled "The Strange Affair of the Bovine Benefactor". It was on a rainy morning in the year 1889 when Bond and I were introduced dramatically to this strange case. It began as always with we both engaged in some manly amusement, Bond sitting in his favourite chair and I standing akimbo in front.......
James: I see you've removed the tip.
Felix: Yes, it's the new style, now just pop it in your mouth.
James: Felix, it's longer than I remember.
Felix: Roll the shaft between your fingers.
James: It's quite hard!
Felix: Look, just try it give it a good suck.
James: Oh, Felix this is lovely .....I never thought it could be like this.....
Felix: See, I told you you'd like it ….these new Cuban cigars are really good!
James: Absolutely Monte Cristo Bs for me from now on, I shan't need my pipe any more!!
(I then crossed to sit at the desk and read the daily paper.)
James: Good Lord, Felix, I'm bored, I've had nothing to stimulate me for ages!
Felix: You did imbibe that 7% solution last weekend...
James: That I don't remember- did I do anything odd?
Felix: You were off your face- you ran naked across to the grocers shouting "How's this for a special offer!"
James: Oh no!
Felix: Then you goosed Queen Victoria and the Queen of Sweden singing “I'm only a cockney sparrow with a broken wing” before falling out a window.
James: Good God, no!
Felix: Luckily you landed on passing London serial killer "Paul the Poker" and everyone thought it was part of a grand deception to catch him, so your reputation as the second greatest living detective after........
James: Yes, I know- HOLMES!!!!....... bloody Eamonn Holmes….
Felix: ......is still intact.
(Bond then took out a violin, as at times like this it helped him think. One pull of the bow across the strings then Bond smashed it in the fire place as I returned to the paper, looking at the multitude of stories from across London. There was a knock on the door and Mrs May our faithful Scottish housekeeper entered.)
May: Another one bites the dust, Mister James.
James: Sorry?
May: I said another one bites the dust.
James: No, didn't catch any of that..... Is that Welsh, Irish or Norwegian?
May: It's Scottish, ya big soft floosy bag of wind!
James: I got bag .....eh?
Felix: May has brought us our breakfast James, look kippers and (Removing a silver cover.)…. some Thai curry?
May: It's called “fusion”, all the house keepers are doing it.
James: Fine, just put it on the desk there. Quick, Felix, remove your papers.
(May moved to the desk.)
May: Lord a mighty- look at that! (May pointed at a headline.)
Felix: Yes it's terrible- the new music hall sensation, the Empires Got Talent impresario Lord Simon Cowell, is wearing his trousers even higher.
May: Nay! Yon picture of yon man.
Felix: (Snatching at the paper.) This man .... Sir Miles Messervvey or Messervery or Meseressery ...they can't quite seem to get it right. What about him?
May: It says he's been murdered!
James: What's she going on about now?
May: You're going the right way for a Glasgow kiss!
Felix: May says she knows this murder victim.
James: How? He's a knight of the realm while she is just a lowly servant, a nobody.
May: That's it, you stuck up sassenach ...my boot’s gonna connect with your ars.........
Felix: (Soothingly.)How do you know him, Mrs May?
May: Because he called to see you last night, said he'd discovered something shocking, something horrible, something earth-shattering!!!!
Felix: What was it?
May: I don't know he didn't say, and I had a boil wash on so wasn't really listening, sort of tuned him out, like when Mr James is talking about one of his cases, or his interests. Well, basically whenever Mr James is talking, really.
Felix: This is most interesting, James.
James: Indeed. The game’s afoot, Felix.
(Just then the front doorbell rang- were we about to let good or evil enter our dwelling?) ........