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The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblence to person presented in this work is purely unintentional. This is how I was created. Turns out, I am the one to save the Digital Soul. I will get to thet.
Now, you need to smoke pot while you read this. I was smoking pot when I wrote it. You should be 18. There will be swearing.
It might help if you dl Rush 2112.
I lie awake, staring out at the outline of Earth. Planet and Moon become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of colour broken by brilliant yellow. The Twin Beauties, just two fantastic orbs as they trace their way across the star studded universe .
The spaceship thrums throughout my body.
I used to think I had a pretty good life here in this galaxy, just plugging into my computer machine for the day, watching GreyVision or reading a Grey High Times Paper in the evening.
I thought it was a good life.
I thought I was Fecking happy.
And now...Human existence is challenged.
Poor dumb bastards.
Well, best I go back to the start...where it all began.
My name was not always Ray the Grey. It used to be Stigrayos. I was normal, middle of the road, married, two male children, and was a Human.
Totally Human. Mixed descent of a few different breeds , a typical Canadian mixed mongrel Heinz -57.
I spoke English, smoked a lot of pot, and was a boxing fanatic. I worked out hard three times a week,and cross-trained on mountain bike riding or bow flex.
My life was normal.
One day, I sat down in front of my beloved new computer and surfed to a new boxing site called Dawghouse. My real life brother, Doodle, had raved about it, As I logged into the site, something very strange happened.
What can this strange device be?
When I type on it, it gives forth a sound
It's got a keyboard that vibrates and gives words
What can this thing be that I found?
I can't wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own science fiction
The Dawgs praise my name on this night
I was drawn bodily into the computer, and entered a cyber world of the Pound. I emerged a Grey, with a 12 inch prober, and a desire to create the first Grey Heavyweight Champion of the Earth {remember, we are the ones who glow}.
And always remember...Ray Aint EVER Probed no male chimp.
Damned if I didnt have a spaceship identical to Enterprise,and a full Grey network to command. Doodle,was there also, a Warrior Grey from the Thirld World.
The Pound was full of strange, weird charactors. The strangest of all, the Forum Moderator, Glaxor/Chee/Ichewahuaa,MothersMilk who was actually Jaysus the Christ, the Grey sent to be the "Human sacrifice to the Wood."
Well, Feck Me! Of course, i am no dummy, and making the forum moderator jebus in my stories was very wise politically.
Here is his pic.
Now his Dad is known as Yahovah. Stay with me here.
Cause this is going to be a drug story. And I am going to educate you chimps about...yes...chimps...humans are smirking hairless chimps...it dont matter what race...and I best warn you up front...there are OTHERS...
who consider you a food source...Im going to educate you Chimps about how you were really created...
background: I use fellow posters as characters. If this thread is not banned, i will use you guys eventually. Bazooka is a poster who had a nesty habit of coming to thet boxing threrad and posting pics of...well...you will see. RayaJR is a poster, Joe Jabber is a mexican poster, Darth Kong is a martian poster, Meisnger is a poster...I use fellow posters as part of the story.. Mrs kelleroman we think is actually a man posing as a woman..not sure..i wanna see her titties..Any way...enjoy...click the links...and the story of how you as a chimp were really created..
Hello Stoners. Merry Xmass and all thet. It was wonderful fer yer Jebus to allow himself to be sacrificed to the Wood. Of course, He is a Grey...
As I think of his sacrifice for you stupid fecking chimps I thought I might as well tell you a story...a hidden dirty lil secret of mine. And how I came to know the real story about how you chimps came to be.
Gather around Chimps...we have to go back in time for this story....
Hazy white smoke roiled upwards and into the ventilators located along the ceiling to be passed into the scrubbers and recycled clear and clean. At the moment the air was highly charged with Primo Hydroponic Budbonic. Huge trays lined the south wall and the sound of water trickling through the porous material was comforting to the 2 Grey males and one Chimp male responsible for the smoke output.
Ray smiled as he gazed at the huge purple buds. He has "borrowed" a clone off of the winning plants at the recently popular Cannabis Cup while doing crop circles in the European countryside. Circles were a passive aggressive attempt to prepare the Chimps for the truth of their situation. The truth was this:
The Spider had left Earth millennium ago to avoid the impending comet catastrophe. They had designed the Grey as subservient species and sent them on a mission to return to Earth and create an appropriate food and slave source for the Spider. There were several dominant Chimp species present on the Earth at that time. A male and female of several species were chosen at random and altered at a genetic level by gene manipulation. Early success rates were horrific with monstrous creatures produced. Finally , Yahova discovered the break thru and the first "Human" pair were cloned. Yer Adam and Eve...so to speak. Clones of their embryos were quickly reproduced in vats of Cloning Juice and the planet was seeded with this new Hom-O Sapien Species.
An extermination program was initiated to destroy remaining existing non altered Chimp species and a few 'escapes' from the early results who had fled to Earth. This is the period in the Bible when it is described that the angels came down from heaven and found pleasure of the sons of men. It is estimated a million non genetic altered Chimps were victims of the cleansing genocide.
Several of the brighter remaining non altered species along with the Mutated early experiments recognized the effort for what is was and hid them self into the secret places of the Earth, eluding the technology and inherent idleness of the Grey. The ongoing battle to remain independent of the Spider drew the Grey attention elsewhere and the survivors were forgotten. These are what are now know as your super chimps, of whom Darth Kong is one.
Someday...I will have to slay him.... [img=http://img159.imageshack.us/img159/7838/numchucksba9.gif]
The buds only took 30 seconds to grow. Ray had "borrowed" <_< some cloning vat juice to alter the growth. He had placed the cloned plant into the vat containing the juice and intoned the magical words"LIFE". He then snorted and pushed the power button. Imagine being able to create something out of nothing...the 'Gawd Act" the Chimps babbled on about in their fairy tale. The vat juice had bubbled rapidly and the changes were dramatic. Within 30 seconds a clone of the plant was six feet tall and so powerful the crystals were as sugar coating on a Tim Horton Cop Classic Donut.
It had taken but mere minutes to fill the warehouse with volumes of vibrant vibrating WEED TREES all interconnected and balanced in their own perfect bio-sphere. Tubes connected each tree to the other to pass along water and nutrients on timed intervals. It was hippie heaven. The Grey were addicted to Earth herb. :wacko:
Ray sparked his metal bowel with the metal screw down lid and inhaled deeply. Hot smoke expanded his lungs and he coughed spasmodically, bending over the cloning vat in anguish. Lung butter chunks sprayed as he retched. Gazooks laffed hysterically.
CS Right Hook, a Chimp genius favored of the Grey hurried over to Ray and pulled him away from the cloning vat. He had helped Ray plant the clones after they came from the vat but damed if he knew what cross contamination would do to the weed. This was killer shit and he was proud of his efforts. He had just finished a quiet conversation on his com implant with Doodle, Rays Bro and together had cooked up a private deal to run the shit back to the Grey settlements on the far side of the moon. THC was a sexual enhancer in Grey Fems and they could name their terms. Doodle desperately wanted battle enhancements for the Enterprise to prepare for the upcoming Spider invasion. CS Right Hook said he knew a guy who knew someone who could get Doodle all the hardware he wanted if he could guarantee the supply. Weed was becoming more profitable than cattle blood enyzime, another aphrodisiac product that peeled the pants off Grey fems
Last edited by raythegrey; 05-15-2008 at 08:49 PM.
"Hey Ray, you didnt spray into the vat did you, it must remain sterile like the economy. Let me tell you my theory about the Merican economy and polictics in gen....."
Ray did what came natural and quickly lied to avoid talking economics.:" Naw, i caught thet mother fecker lung biscuit wid the prober dude, chill out Chimp...jest ..fecking...
...relax.
Gazooks reached for his own water pipe and fired the Herb. He was hitting the bowl heavy as he had mere days before he adopted his role as Bazooka in the Lounge.
He had volunteered to forgo his Grey identity to infiltrate the rising threat of the Bush Pigs in the Lounge. The Pigs were lead by the Claude, Ezekei_eel, and Jon Mark. Ray had failed in efforts to stop the Bush Pigs from implementing the Pearl Harbor Event at the Twin Towers. It had been Ray who warned Mayor Rudy Guillinai to flee. He had been unable to beam into WTC 7 that had housed the command center for the operation to set off the basement explosives and the thermanite charges because of an unknown shielding technology that Chimps should not have had. Ray suspected Bush and Condi Rice had made contact with the Spider and had sold out the nations for personal financial and technological gain. The Yale programming runs deep.
Gazooks reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo. He hated male Chimps at the best of times and personally did not mind seeing a few of the fecks eaten as supper by the Spider. He shuddered and winced at the image.."feck Ray...can male Chimps actually feck something with a dick so small?
" Not proberly, no , Ray said smiling at his own bad pun. "Poor dumb bastards, and their Fems, well, once a Chimp Fem goes Grey , there is no other way! You will do fine undercover in the Lounge. Having this perversion for dick pictures will endear you to many in the Lounge. Look at all the PM I get from loungers asking fer the probe...sick chimp bastards, Ray don't Probe no male Chimp...
"Feck that", Gazooks yelled, I aint f*cking doing it. Not Chimp dick pics when I also gotta morph into what the computer holographicator devised!
Gazooks morphed quickly and was replaced by his soon to be introduced Lounge persona Bazooka.
Rays reaction was swift! He dropped to the floor in hysterics, joined by CS Right Hook who had secretly altered the programming to be as Chimp gayish as possible. Bazooka would blend in perfectly.
Bazooka balled up the pic of the Chimp dick and tossed it over his head, storming out of the recreation Lounge. It landed in the vat juice un noticed by Ray and CS Right Hook. The male Chimp dick pic was enveloped in a yellow glow and flash infused into the fluid.
Bazooka walked square into the chest of Carlos Wiggan Grey. Carlos uttered an oath and raised his left hand swiftly, prepared to drive the prober into the strange creatures throat. Clutched in Carlos hand, a heavily drugged Female Chimp of apparent Mexican heritage . Needle marks and scabs covered her pocketed arms and the stench of crystal meth odor oozed from her pores. She was nekkid. And very very pregnant.
Carlos had discovered the plan of Ray and Doodle to create the first Grey Human Hybrid Heavyweight Champion and was trying to determine what variety of Chimp made better boxers. Asian, and Middle Eastern breeds had failed. By far the worst had been Caucasian He planned to harvest this Mexican wretched creatures growing embryo and use it test new methods to clone hybrid boxers. The technology was fraught with failure. Grey were able to be cloned. Obviously plant material could be cloned.
Chimps had proved impossible to genetically alter. There was something...some Thing...about them that resisted all Grey science to alter.
Until Yahovah...and his first landfall on Earth...
Ray of course had been created by the Rush 2112 CD, drug mysticism and a computer portal. Ray did not fully remember or understand the process himself and had resolved to explore the experience at a later date.
[ Lounge..Juane ruize...]
"Feck off , you Peruvian half breed hybrid cacksucker", Zooks roared , ducking under the probe strike and running down the hall.
Carlos hauled the crack whore Chimp into the recreation Lounge. He had smelled the sweet sweet leaf as soon as he had docked.
Carlos suffered a gene enzyme deficiency that required a product only available from a sheep's ovaries. A by product of this supplement is that Carlos smelled of sheep piss and quickly became known as a sheep fecker. He performs the task of moderator on this board very well.
Carlos entered the room and stared at the vat and WEED Trees. Drooling and shaking he flung the crack whore. She flew across the room and slammed into the clone vat and toppled over the side. Swallowing and gasping the whore reacted violently to the Cloning fluid, convulsing frantically as every cell in her body began to divide. Unknown to the horrified onlookers the whores cervix ripped open and the Chimp child was ejected from her cooze into the frothing fluid.
Steam and acidic clouds boiled from the clone vat. It quickly over whelmed the ventilators and enveloped the whole room. WEED TREES toppled and dissolved into pulpy mashy ooze reacting fatally and dramatically from the contamination.
CS Right Hook screamed and charged the vat, hauling the crack whore from the fluid. She was dead, her body rapidly expanding and reducing , morhping into incredible shapes as the vat juice dribbled from her mouth. Carlos cursed and bolted from the room.
Ray gazed around the room in disbelief. Some one..was getting anal fecking probed fer this! :ninja: Ray cocked and loaded the big Grey 12 and bolted from... :huh: the room pre.... :mellow:
Editors Time Out:
"Yes, i said Grey....yes...12....that right , Grey i thought we established thet...yes , I know you didnt think something ...Grey ..came thet big but its true....no, you cant touch it...dont interrupt again now ,XXX..im trying to work here."
Ray charged after Carlos, prepared to enact vengeance out of the cacksecker for destroying his crops!
In the vat a strange, tragic, horrifying combination of events happened that effect the World to this day. The pic of the Dick combined with the WEED and Ray the Greys chunk of weed infected Lung Butter infused in to the vat juice. The juice coursed throughout the new born child and altered the genes at the basic genetic level. The skin color mottled to a grayish black. The creatures features morphed into a parody of a Grey...a parody of...Ray.
The impact of the WEED was more severe. Mental retardation was instantaneous. A Stanford Binet scoring would never place the creature at higher than a 65...well below the recognized disabled level of 73. Nothing but nonsense would spew from its mouth..
It must have been the placenta that saved the child. The last possible gift the creatures crack whore syphilis infested bastard chimp mother gave it to survive...
The feckin Kunt!
Ray had cornered Carlos and had dropped several armpit shots on his bawling ass when CS Right Hooks high pitched squealing and cries of horror forced him to cease his attack and run back to the Lounge.
There...
standing in the vat...a full grown clone of the child that was created from the goo..
and it spoke...." kush kush kush feggett feggett feggett"...." kush kush kush feggett feggett feggett"
Well...that was quite the story, eh.
Phew.
And here we are celebrating Xmass of 2007. And it is ultimately about family. We have tried our best to take care of this..l family issue....me and CS Right Hook and Gazooks.
It has not been an entirely successful process.
it is definetley attracted to young male chimps...he got loose a few times.
It hasn't been easy knowing i have a clone.. a lil...mini me ...so to speak. A lil JR. The lad still states little of value to me at most....." kush kush kush feggett feggett feggett"...."
We have noted a strange fascination the lad has with Bazooka. Follows him everywhere with a penis issue. Thet damn pic in the vat.
CS right Hook is working hard trying to solve the mental retardation effects of all thet WEED infusion...i believe it is hopeless.
There is 1 bright side to this things life. It gets to partially fulfill its craving for cack by it job...here it is hard at it...
Playing with cack shaped tube steaks all day.
Oh, his name? Well, there is only one choice..its...RayaJR
So I try to stick to the4.20 I wrote this one night after breaking it...then went over at my boxing buddy Daves for hash and Vancouver Island organic cloned bud from a long time grower who grew up with Dave. Home at 7 pm...lil wobbly so i ate prior to hitting the smoke shack...got too cold out there the more times i ran to hit the bowl...i must get a wood pipe some time.. :huh:
so i just started sm0king at the puter..
Crashed at 3 pm...all i could babble by then was somethingh kush kush...
:unsure: I also think at some point last night I had the ship out... :huh: Well, perhaps it will come back to me. Course, last time i blacked out like thet on herb i fecked up real bad..
Yahovah, the Grey being that Chimps called Gawd, Lord, Yahweh, Creator , Buddha, Jebus, looked down on the Planet from the Heavens through the portal window on the Ship and reached for the toilet paper to wipe his ass.
Shit...he thought to himself, the whole place is going to shit.
The recycler zapped the soiled material and converted it to energy and fed the reserve to the grid. Yahovah was going “GREEN” and had instructed Gabriel, the head of the Virtue order of Grey to spearhead the task on board.
Life had certainly dulled since the hey days of Creation, when all the 3 Hierarchy of Grey were heavily involved in creating Earth in preparation for the Spider return. The Grey were inherently lazy and all the Terra Forming projects died when Herb was proven to grow exceptionally well in most climates on the planet.
Yahovah, Captain of the Mission, had been responsible for the DNA manipulation project. What he had never told any one was that he had received assistance breaking the Grey free of the Spider in the initial struggle.
And then received assistance once again...from Gaia…the Supernatural that IS...the SUPERNATURAL that was Earth.
She had assumed Physical form and sought him out on his initial away mission to the Planet and had infused in him…a SOUL. He and this Planet were one.
It was why he Glowed. :blush:
I know...you going wait a second... like a Star Trek away mission where Kirk is f*cking the Holy Spirit...Has put the old prober to a Green Skinned Bitch Gawd…
Thats right, I am saying it so feck off..im the one sm0king this shit and transcribing..don’t shoot the messenger playa!!!! If you need to think of this as a Star Trek plot with cartoons…hey..lip read along!! -_-
He padded lightly from the shitter to his smoke den and shut the door. No sense letting the staff see him blasting back the delightful HERB the engineers were growing in his hydro pods. "f*cking Good Shit", he spoke to Ray. Yahovah insisted Ray visit every 7 days or so just on principle.
"No, Dude , yer Righteous n all thet…and i will pass on any further knowledge of yer bowel movements...but this right here... is actually Fecking Good Shit."
Ray carefully scraped the inside of a sweet leaf manual grinder for the “heroin crystal weed’ powder that he then poured into a delightful cherry wood pipe. He could not f*cking wait to get a wood bowl and see if it stopped the horrendous cough he got from his metal pipe.
:blush: Just look at thet GREEN GLOW. Thet is HOLY SHIT.
He voice activated the holo emitter and the Pound immersed the room. Threads rans up and and down walls. Every thread and tangent lay open , each in itself an access to the World Wide Web. Ray had shown that the Spider and Bush Pig Yale Chimp agenda had crossed into the Digital Cyber realm. Yahovah had installed the holo technology just recently as he had decided to maintain a watch on what the Chimps were doing in the digital realm . They were remarkable in creativity and worth watching. It was …another avenue of staying in touch. He had made a promise along time ago to protect the soul essence of every Created Being.
The Digital Realm…and the Chimp entry into that Realm this past century [albeit by mishandled Grey technology] had opened up a big can of shit ass for him. He had struggled long and hard but had come to realize that digital creations by Chimps were infused with GAIA.
They had Souls. That was why he allowed the creation of Ray the Grey. To protect the Digital Soul as the one they called....Jebus had protected their Physical counterpart Soul..their GAIA.
Heaven...was getting company
Ray passed him the bowl. “After you, its your stuff. You first. I was going to bring some killer shit but…ahhh…well.. :unsure:
Here um…you better read this…called Cloning. Mind, you, my intent was nice…growing good WEED TREES, explaining why shit is they way it is in the Lounge with Zooks n RayaJR…..lil mini me...
some guilt there ..its true..i should have kilt the lil fecker like a baby seal right quick..first time he shot his mouth off...but...you always hope...
He seems to fight his ...dick fetish...must be hard tho...pardon the pun...lounge is full of latents...look at how many are hoping the character behind mrs. kellerman will show its tranny dick...
I tried the HIGH road…seriously… :mellow: But he is fecking retarded...all the weed in the vat and well...
Umm…you best read… I tried to keep this a bit of a secret...eh...
Yahovah placed the prober finger to the herb. It flared into flame. He brought the prober up to his mouth and “blew” the end out. That fire stunt had messed up that drunken feck Moses real good and got a laff still at parties. He inhaled deeply and the powder heroin weed crystal entered his lungs. His eyes crossed as a hand desperately covered his mouth to prevent a violent outburst…exhale, don’t lose the hippie points now, no caffin and wrecking it…ahhhh…and then passed the pipe to Ray who greedily inhaled
He flipped to Rays last post on the Lounge. Ray had reported that the Bush Pigs, led by JM and The Bum-Clot had been relegated to a minor character called Eric…who had proven impotent. Yahovah eyes settled on the title of Rays last post
…Cloning…hmmm…he scanned the pages and then turned to Ray.
Cold fury clouded Yahovahs face. Sparks and energy rippled up and down his Grey body and he….Glowed.
[
Ray sobered instantly.
"I will be needing that Clone vat back again. That is dangerous material. I created that from the essence of Clay from this Earth along with a solution created in our labs for cloning. That..just aint the normal cloning shit, that…is my personal shit. Are we clear on this..Ray!! Leave now Ray and don’t return until you have that specific vat of material back on board my ship. Why are you still here Ray I shouldn’t…”
Ray had tapped his com badge for immediate transport to the bridge of the Enterprise. He never made it. He materialized instead on another ship behind a force field. He stared ahead in disbelief at the 2 strangely glowing humanoid males standing on the other side of the force field.
“Allow me to introduce myself, Hybrid Hom-Eo-Sapien Grey bastard. I am Darth Bong. This other you may have already met.
“I feck you up foo." roared Pound Super Chimp Darth Kong…
Ray stared with disbelief at the mythical Super Chimps standing before him. A strange glow emanated from both Super-Chimps. Kong wore a cloak over his head obscuring his features.
Ray keenly observed the features of Darth Bong. His eyes widened as he noted the most obvious difference. The thumb , he mused ...its...different.
He had read the stories on the Super Chimp threat only briefly during a whirlwind indoctrination when he had crossed into the Digital Realm. He knew the “big scene” picture well enough.
A million at least of these guys ancestors had been eliminated by the Grey in a genocide cleansing. Legends of this cleansing remain even unto the current Homeo-Sap-ien created Chimps as the Flood epoch of the Bible. Recently ,he had learned thet there had also been...early trials in the creation process let loose to live on Earth and they too had been earmarked for...genocide.
Ray was tired of telling Chimps of all the “close but no cigar interpretation of events” the middle eastern fairly tale writers created. The Grey had actually altered the planets climate to flood and kill vast populations of existing non altered Chimp.
It was cheaper than laser power. Hunting the feckers had proved….problematic. <_<
Despite all the technological advantage..the most ever in the history of warfare..
Ya hear…huge technological advantage fer the Grey….eh…it was common knowledge...
…ya cant beat the bastards until you take the ground for…a 100 years or so…and well...
That …for you real stupid chimps is an Iraq shot. Should I put a cartoon pic here? Keeping up? <_<
Ray realized thet Grey history was a lil hazy on what exactly happened after it was discovered thet Herb grew well on Earth :wacko:
Suffice to say and contrary to the middle eastern fairy tale, not all existing populations were eliminated.
Ray had queried Yahohava once on the events of the genocide. What the feck, the ole fecker had many chimp based genocides to answer fer and Ray decided it was time fer a bit of inside track inf0.
He had received obstufication and a vague explanation of old vengeful Gawd behavior was necessary back then as the early Chimp species were…prone to stray from the righteous path and harsher measures than NOW deemed social and politically correct was...blah..blah...blah..required to correct….issues of the day blah blah blah…go away and smoke something you make my head hurt blah blah..
Ray had smirked. He had gone away and smoked a few bowls. He suspected the old fella had used some mooju to make him go away and get high. :huh:
He could quit. He remembered a time ...some time a while ago when he went ...ohh....a period of time not sm0king Herb. f*cking rights. It must have been a few days or so or a day perhaps...most of a day then that he didnt smoke Herb..:mellow:
:huh: Oh ya, smirking...cause of... :mellow:
Politicians!!! Yeah...lost my train...Grey or not politician shit smelt the same. It was money thet dictated interaction. From PPV Ratings.
##################
Thats right...yer history as Chimps comes down to PPV. Lemme explain.
The Grey were totally immersed in their technology as a culture.
Inner cranial implants providing unlimited Digital access. Entertain ME Now was lived to an unparalleled level.
Instant data gratification. Combine with good Herb, and the average Grey did well on the return to Earth. It wasn’t long until the Grey tapped into the growing new “Human” species as potential entertainment.
The early Chimp believers in the Yahova Experiment wrote in their fairly tale thet Gawd was at their most important battles. It was true. Humans were a gold mine!!
Human combat sold and the Grey often observed Chimp warfare. Called mistakenly Gawd, Angels, whatever…chimps recored the UFO presence in important events in paintings on cave walls, in literature to modern art.
Even today UFO and Chimp modern warfare go hand and hand. Ray marvelled at just how extensive Grey manipulation of Chimp culture and existence was and how unwitting the average chimp male continued to be despite clear evidence to the contrary.
The Grey had been at every major battle in Chimp history, recording and broadcasting into the cranial implants of every living Grey. :mellow:
Ray knew thet the Iraq conflict was currently doing big PPV numbers amongst true blood Grey. He had been so enamoured of the Grey immersion broadcast technology thet he had experimented in several PPV personal Lounge episodes…Pimp C..had starred as the shaky camera man at Husseins hanging in one notable episode… <_<
Well, if you ask nice, I will post the link to the actual story as I wrote it. <_<
But Rays attempt paled when compared to the immersion and sensory input reliance of the true born Grey. Truth be told, the Grey fascination with Chimp culture was creepy at times to Ray.
Ray had tried plugging in but had been unable to handle the deluge of life images passing into his brain and had quickly pulled the plug. He was a hybrid and did have some differences.
***
Well…to matters at hand. Ray would fill in the hazy spots best he could in the next few minutes. He spoke to the one he had known on the Pound as Kong.
“Quit waving thet fecking light saber and calm down. Mumbling and grumbling..call me a foo one more time bitch I bust outta this field and put this prober so deep into yer armpit thet..”
:cool2: :starwars:
Sparks erupted as light saber and extended prober met at the force field. Startled yelps and curses ensued as the force field traveled up prober and saber alike. Both twitched like a polish immigrant screaming for his momma at a Vancouver airport.
Darth Bong shook his head sadly as the two screamed obscenities at each other. There was only one way to settle disputes of this nature. He yanked open a cupboard and a hydrogen glow filled the air and a familiar skunk scent erupted gloriously into the room.
As the scent entered the room Darth Kong sniffed deeply and backed away trembling into the far corner and ceased outward aggression. Darth Bong touched a button on his belt and the force field disappeared. Rays mouth watered at the smell. He hadn’t had a chance to take more than a dozen blasts of the “Heroin Crystal” before being summarily ordered out by an enraged Yahovah and then captured and while he could …go a period of time without a full hour smoke out session he preferred not to.
But he knew he could. :mellow:
Darth Bong quickly pulled purple buds from the plant and put flame to the glass bong. He passed the bong to Ray.
In the corner, Darth Kong intoned slowly...' I am not a slave, I can resist' over and over. Ray could not make out the words, no matter how tried to hear and then memorize all thet was said and done. Every detail was critical and he vowed to remain diligent.
Dam, I need to get a glass pipe, Ray mused as he took a deep non lung coughing mellow as close to heaven toke as possible .
I jest hate thet metal pipe gadawful lung butter producing piece of shit I use. This ..puff puf..hold dont reach now..puff...bogart ..haha feck yew monkey boy i show yew bogart..puff..this...is one fine fecking pipe.
5 minutes later the bong had stopped being passed between Darth Bong and Ray.
Both stared absently at a monitor screen saver. Drool rolled down Rays lip. Thet Herb..was fecking FINE!!!
***
Darth Kong erupted!
“Oh Feck this!!! :ninja:
" Come on ya dumb fecking pot heads we aint got time for this shit. Show some fecking self control!! Bong, yer as bad as those jacking Chronic Grey bastards and Ray…you half breed freak, judging by yer drool and glazed eyes you got the Grey addiction fer Herb. I love sm0king shit but in the nam
Someday...I will have to slay him.... [img=http://img159.imageshack.us/img159/7838/numchucksba9.gif]
He had been unable to beam into WTC 7 that had housed the command center for the operation to set off the basement explosives and the thermanite charges because of an unknown shielding technology that Chimps should not have had. Ray suspected Bush and Condi Rice had made contact with the Spider and had sold out the nations for personal financial and technological gain. The Yale programming runs deep. 
He dropped to the floor in hysterics, joined by CS Right Hook who had secretly altered the programming to be as Chimp gayish as possible. Bazooka would blend in perfectly.
He planned to harvest this Mexican wretched creatures growing embryo and use it test new methods to clone hybrid boxers. The technology was fraught with failure. Grey were able to be cloned. Obviously plant material could be cloned.
The feckin Kunt!
Phew.
