Where is JJ? He still in the hurricane's path, or did he go on his winter migrations, to that backwater place in the Boot where they haven't yet heard of Algore's invention?
JJ is probably at this time swilling the last of now hot Corona, and gazing dejectedly at the great horizon of Texas nothingness flowing out ahead of him. Behind, the tarantulas and scorpions fall and arise over his ragged footsteps. Maybe he can call Sydney for a rescue.
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Where are the "cosmic idiocy" and "chimpion du jour" labels? Thumbs down. Let the lions in the Coliseum eat him for breakfast.
Waiting on MFT and JJ to opine. Assuming all 5 of us do, and Shyster maintains his usual inscrutable near silence, we cannot have a draw.
yes, but with an asterisk*.
So, we have a tie [even if there is an asterisk attached]. Ok, JJ, you've got the decider. Go for it.
Where is JJ? He still in the hurricane's path, or did he go on his winter migrations, to that backwater place in the Boot where they haven't yet heard of Algore's invention?
JJ is probably at this time swilling the last of now hot Corona, and gazing dejectedly at the great horizon of Texas nothingness flowing out ahead of him. Behind, the tarantulas and scorpions fall and arise over his ragged footsteps.
Maybe he can call Sydney for a rescue.
Sidney, Montana?
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