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O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle
Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. |
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On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 18:43:30 -0600, Gramby wrote:
O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. |
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O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at
Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. "Ranger McDude" wrote in message ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 18:43:30 -0600, Gramby wrote: O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. |
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Cummon Chappy. Lukz like weze gotta help Wascal. Git yur stuff an weze
be on ar way. Booker On 1/20/2012 5:55 PM, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. "Ranger McDude" wrote in message ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 18:43:30 -0600, Gramby wrote: O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. |
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O T greets them when they get to Unkle Danz. Mne sekrtari gotted is wrong, I
did drink a lot of dat gudgud nip. Well Ranger Dude iz u readi ta go? "Booker" wrote in message ... Cummon Chappy. Lukz like weze gotta help Wascal. Git yur stuff an weze be on ar way. Booker On 1/20/2012 5:55 PM, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. "Ranger McDude" wrote in message ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 18:43:30 -0600, Gramby wrote: O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. |
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O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. Kan ai beh wif yew Ranger? Pipps --hoapful |
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Weh wyl awl kome wiff yew..yeUP Mosey, MeOwy, PookyKat, Pipps, Sqweex, BobQat n Mimzy Cummon Chappy. Lukz like weze gotta help Wascal. Git yur stuff an weze be on ar way. Booker O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. |
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ai wunna beh wif Ranger
Pipps O T greets them when they get to Unkle Danz. Mne sekrtari gotted is wrong, I did drink a lot of dat gudgud nip. Well Ranger Dude iz u readi ta go? Cummon Chappy. Lukz like weze gotta help Wascal. Git yur stuff an weze be on ar way. Booker O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. "Ranger McDude" wrote in message ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 18:43:30 -0600, Gramby wrote: O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. |
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On Jan 20, 8:55*pm, "Gramby" wrote:
O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. *He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. *We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Ob KORSE I'm comin awong. Dat Whisky wuz GUD. -- Wascal |
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On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote:
O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? |
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On Jan 21, 10:49*am, Harri Roadcat wrote:
On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. *He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. *We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? ai fink dere is a MacDog at da Baskerfills pwase hoo cud weed yoo tu da MacCat pways. (if yoo do gnot twust ghost cats). Meowy, wecallink stuf she saw on tv. |
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chester and MH having joined the group, seeing as how if amount drank means
bigger apologies, feel they have a lot of it to do, watch the ghosts and snicker qweetlee to demsefz,... "Harri Roadcat" wrote in message ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? |
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On Jan 21, 11:11*am, Meowy wrote:
On Jan 21, 10:49*am, Harri Roadcat wrote: On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. *He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. *We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. |
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O T who had actually slept thru most of the trip awakens and turns to Ranger
and the other boycats. I dreemed and dere was McGyver, an Old Crone and Angelina. Old Cone was the oldest living relative of the MCKeys who owned da whiskee. I iz bettink dat iz who we poligizes to and eturns da last of da whiskee. He looks shamefully at the silver flask he is holding. After we vided sum, diz iz all dat iz left of mine. I hope ce cets mine pology. "Harri Roadcat" wrote in message ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? |
Da ghostz
On Jan 21, 2:06*pm, "Gramby" wrote:
O T who had actually slept thru most of the trip awakens and turns to Ranger and the other boycats. *I dreemed and dere was McGyver, an Old Crone and Angelina. *Old Cone was the oldest living relative of the MCKeys who owned da whiskee. *I iz bettink dat iz who we poligizes to and eturns da last of da whiskee. *He looks shamefully at the silver flask he is holding. *After we vided sum, diz iz all dat iz left of mine. *I hope ce cets mine pology. "Harri Roadcat" *wrote in .... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. *He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. *We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? An an dere wuz MacDuf an MacBef an da wed glowink howndt awl awoun da kassl. Dwinkin da skoch wisky too. an da d*g tu. Bee furry kareful effurybuddy MeOwy, an gnaaow..tu nap. |
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O T looks in horror at MeOwy then takes a 2 oz flask and pours the
remianing whiskey from her glass. U save diz so u haz su to return to da Ole Crone. It may help calm her iffin she is madd. "Meowy" wrote in message ... On Jan 21, 2:06 pm, "Gramby" wrote: O T who had actually slept thru most of the trip awakens and turns to Ranger and the other boycats. I dreemed and dere was McGyver, an Old Crone and Angelina. Old Cone was the oldest living relative of the MCKeys who owned da whiskee. I iz bettink dat iz who we poligizes to and eturns da last of da whiskee. He looks shamefully at the silver flask he is holding. After we vided sum, diz iz all dat iz left of mine. I hope ce cets mine pology. "Harri Roadcat" wrote in ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? An an dere wuz MacDuf an MacBef an da wed glowink howndt awl awoun da kassl. Dwinkin da skoch wisky too. an da d*g tu. Bee furry kareful effurybuddy MeOwy, an gnaaow..tu nap. |
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[The two ghost cats, looking distinctly greenish, point Harri towards
some distant hills. As the catacopter approaches, ghost cat 2 points to a notch in the hills. The copter descends info a lush green valley with the ruins of a once-magnificant castle near the center of the valley. Harri locates a clearing and lands the catacopter. The two ghost cats stumble off the copter and fall to the ground. A third ghost cat peeks around one of the nearby trees, sees the first two, and comes running.] Ghost cat 3: Lawrence, Lawrence, youz back! I losted you guys an din't know where to look to find you. I'z so glad you're back! Harri: Yeah, ok... Look, we're looking for MacCat.I guess he's distressed about us drinking his nip-whiskey. So where do we find him? Ghost cat 1: We will take you. But you must be very quiet and approach him with respect. He is the Laird! Harri: Yeah, right, sure. Lead on, McDuff. Ghost cat 1: McDuff? Is he here? I thought him was on vacation. Harri: deep sigh Just lead on. [The ghost cats take the lead, and the Community cats follow. They are lead to a large wall that had toppled onto it's side and landed against a large boulder. The ghost cats lead the way under the fallen wall. Ranger pulls a flashlight out of his pack, turns it on,and holds firmly to Pipps' paw then takes the lead. Under the wall the kitties find a crumbling staircase heading down. The kitties move slowly and carefully, afraid of dislodging pieces of fallen masonry. They descend what feels like many stories, then finally arrive at a landing. Opposite the stairs the kitties see a pair of very large iron-bound oak doors. All three ghost cats are tugging with all their strength, but the doors won't open. OT digs into his pack for a length of chain and wraps it around the door handles, then all of the kitties begin to pull. The doors start to open with a piercing screech, and finally swing all the way open. Inside the kitties see a large room with torches flickering on the walls. A large throne sits against the wall on the opposite side of the room. ] MacCat: WHO APPROACHES THE THRONE OF MACCAT??!!! [Ranger very timidly leads the way into the room and approaches MacCat.] Um, dat would be us, Mister MacCat sir. Doze two ghost cats over dere came and found us and said somefing bout taking your nip-whiskey. We'z din't know it was yours, sir, an din't mean to take what wasn't ours... [As Ranger finishes saying this the ghost of a very, very old crone cat walks around from behind the throne.] Crone: Mac, have you found my whisky yet? Where's my whisky? MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. |
Da ghostz
O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? ai fink dere is a MacDog at da Baskerfills pwase hoo cud weed yoo tu da MacCat pways. (if yoo do gnot twust ghost cats). Meowy, wecallink stuf she saw on tv.- Itted a feerful hownd d*g wif a hyooj nose. Dis hownd gwoze awl wed inna dark. i fink it cud weed yoo dere. Pawbly is a ghozt too. oooOOOOooo...oo MeOwy, shiffering Dunt beh skard, mai bootiful wink. ai wyl protet yew. yeUP ai ain't ufrayd uf noe ghosts..Nope Mosey . |
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O T who had actually slept thru most of the trip awakens and turns to Ranger and the other boycats. I dreemed and dere was McGyver, an Old Crone and Angelina. Old Cone was the oldest living relative of the MCKeys who owned da whiskee. I iz bettink dat iz who we poligizes to and eturns da last of da whiskee. He looks shamefully at the silver flask he is holding. After we vided sum, diz iz all dat iz left of mine. I hope ce cets mine pology. ": O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? An an dere wuz MacDuf an MacBef an da wed glowink howndt awl awoun da kassl. Dwinkin da skoch wisky too. an da d*g tu. Bee furry kareful effurybuddy MeOwy, an gnaaow..tu nap. ai ugrei wiff MeOwy, n ai m gunna nap owt tew. Mosey |
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[The two ghost cats, looking distinctly greenish, point Harri towards some distant hills. As the catacopter approaches, ghost cat 2 points to a notch in the hills. The copter descends info a lush green valley with the ruins of a once-magnificant castle near the center of the valley. Harri locates a clearing and lands the catacopter. The two ghost cats stumble off the copter and fall to the ground. A third ghost cat peeks around one of the nearby trees, sees the first two, and comes running.] Ghost cat 3: Lawrence, Lawrence, youz back! I losted you guys an din't know where to look to find you. I'z so glad you're back! Harri: Yeah, ok... Look, we're looking for MacCat.I guess he's distressed about us drinking his nip-whiskey. So where do we find him? Ghost cat 1: We will take you. But you must be very quiet and approach him with respect. He is the Laird! Harri: Yeah, right, sure. Lead on, McDuff. Ghost cat 1: McDuff? Is he here? I thought him was on vacation. Harri: deep sigh Just lead on. [The ghost cats take the lead, and the Community cats follow. They are lead to a large wall that had toppled onto it's side and landed against a large boulder. The ghost cats lead the way under the fallen wall. Ranger pulls a flashlight out of his pack, turns it on,and holds firmly to Pipps' paw then takes the lead. Under the wall the kitties find a crumbling staircase heading down. The kitties move slowly and carefully, afraid of dislodging pieces of fallen masonry. They descend what feels like many stories, then finally arrive at a landing. Opposite the stairs the kitties see a pair of very large iron-bound oak doors. All three ghost cats are tugging with all their strength, but the doors won't open. OT digs into his pack for a length of chain and wraps it around the door handles, then all of the kitties begin to pull. The doors start to open with a piercing screech, and finally swing all the way open. Inside the kitties see a large room with torches flickering on the walls. A large throne sits against the wall on the opposite side of the room. ] MacCat: WHO APPROACHES THE THRONE OF MACCAT??!!! [Ranger very timidly leads the way into the room and approaches MacCat.] Um, dat would be us, Mister MacCat sir. Doze two ghost cats over dere came and found us and said somefing bout taking your nip-whiskey. We'z din't know it was yours, sir, an din't mean to take what wasn't ours... [As Ranger finishes saying this the ghost of a very, very old crone cat walks around from behind the throne.] Crone: Mac, have you found my whisky yet? Where's my whisky? MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Hey Ranger, meh n da TGK wyl beh wif awl da Community Weh kan kick some ghost buttz..waffs. ai wunna beh wiff yew Ranger, iffen datz umkay wif yew Pipps |
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OT iz rite MeOwy. ai wudnt wunt innyfing tu hapun tew mai bootiful wink. Nope Luffs Mosey awf fur uh nap nao tew. O T looks in horror at MeOwy then takes a 2 oz flask and pours the remianing whiskey from her glass. U save diz so u haz su to return to da Ole Crone. It may help calm her iffin she is madd. O T who had actually slept thru most of the trip awakens and turns to Ranger and the other boycats. I dreemed and dere was McGyver, an Old Crone and Angelina. Old Cone was the oldest living relative of the MCKeys who owned da whiskee. I iz bettink dat iz who we poligizes to and eturns da last of da whiskee. He looks shamefully at the silver flask he is holding. After we vided sum, diz iz all dat iz left of mine. I hope ce cets mine pology. "Harri Roadcat" On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? An an dere wuz MacDuf an MacBef an da wed glowink howndt awl awoun da kassl. Dwinkin da skoch wisky too. an da d*g tu. Bee furry kareful effurybuddy MeOwy, an gnaaow..tu nap. |
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mh pulls owt hiz flask, anna chester his, i iz not zatlee sure who we iz
spozedta 'pologize to but i sure hopez we gets it done soon, I duzint like any cat or hoomin fur dat matter now ta be mad on me, MH "Gramby" wrote in message ... O T who had actually slept thru most of the trip awakens and turns to Ranger and the other boycats. I dreemed and dere was McGyver, an Old Crone and Angelina. Old Cone was the oldest living relative of the MCKeys who owned da whiskee. I iz bettink dat iz who we poligizes to and eturns da last of da whiskee. He looks shamefully at the silver flask he is holding. After we vided sum, diz iz all dat iz left of mine. I hope ce cets mine pology. "Harri Roadcat" wrote in message ... On Fri, 20 Jan 2012 19:55:33 -0600, Gramby wrote: O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? |
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MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my
whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! |
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O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats
helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. Dem haz serfed u well. He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. "Ranger McDude" wrote in message ... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! |
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MH and chester also are releefed, efin do dey seez ghosts arownd demsefz
alla time, dey iz ghozts dey know, haffin ta meet new ghosts kittees was sorta unerfin, but sinze its gonna end inna partee all is well, MH anna chester "Gramby" wrote in message ... O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. Dem haz serfed u well. He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. "Ranger McDude" wrote in message ... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! |
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Trudi watches it all and thinks dat diz wont be da lazt of deze ghost
kittees "Storrmmee" wrote in message ... MH and chester also are releefed, efin do dey seez ghosts arownd demsefz alla time, dey iz ghozts dey know, haffin ta meet new ghosts kittees was sorta unerfin, but sinze its gonna end inna partee all is well, MH anna chester "Gramby" wrote in message ... O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. Dem haz serfed u well. He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. "Ranger McDude" wrote in message ... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! |
Da ghosts
On Jan 21, 10:04*pm, "Gramby" wrote:
O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. *Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. *Dem haz serfed u well. *He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? *Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. "Ranger McDude" *wrote in .... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. *An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. *About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! Dey wokkin awong onda cwenalated wollz ob da kassl an dey fink dey see sumfing. or sumcat. hoo is wike a peese ob pwastik wap, awl see-froo. Hoo dat? Hoo sed dat? Itted issis ai, Piglet, er i meenz HAMlet an i seez mine paw, ai seez wite fwoo himsefl. Butted, HARK, himsefl yondur fwowz tu da turret an...an...disappeerz! Hey ware iss da fwask?? ai fink usses had tu mutch scawch. MeOwy, uncleer boutted wot going on. |
Da ghosts
O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. Dem haz serfed u well. He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. .... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! Dey wokkin awong onda cwenalated wollz ob da kassl an dey fink dey see sumfing. or sumcat. hoo is wike a peese ob pwastik wap, awl see-froo. Hoo dat? Hoo sed dat? Itted issis ai, Piglet, er i meenz HAMlet an i seez mine paw, ai seez wite fwoo himsefl. Butted, HARK, himsefl yondur fwowz tu da turret an...an...disappeerz! Hey ware iss da fwask?? ai fink usses had tu mutch scawch. MeOwy, uncleer boutted wot going on. ai ugrei, mai wink, hao ubaowt weh goh tayke uh nise nap tewgfur? Den wen weh wayk up, weh wyl beh moar cleerhedud. yeUP MeOwy ai left owr bittiez wif uh bittiesytur frum Qat Island fur sayfteh. Mosey, PookyKat, Sqweex,, Pipps, BobQat n Mimzy. |
Da ghosts
On Jan 22, 5:00*pm, "Mosey =^..^=" wrote:
O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. *Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. *Dem haz serfed u well. *He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? *Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. ... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. *An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. *About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! Dey wokkin awong onda cwenalated wollz ob da kassl an dey fink dey see sumfing. or sumcat. hoo is wike a peese ob pwastik wap, awl see-froo. Hoo dat? Hoo sed dat? Itted issis ai, Piglet, er i meenz HAMlet an i seez mine paw, ai seez wite fwoo himsefl. Butted, HARK, himsefl yondur fwowz tu da turret an...an...disappeerz! Hey ware iss da fwask?? ai fink usses had tu mutch scawch. MeOwy, uncleer boutted wot going on. ai ugrei, mai wink, hao ubaowt weh *goh tayke uh nise nap tewgfur? Den wen weh wayk *up, weh wyl beh moar cleerhedud. *yeUP MeOwy ai left owr bittiez wif uh bittiesytur frum Qat Island *fur sayfteh. Mosey, PookyKat, Sqweex,, Pipps, BobQat n Mimzy.- Hide quoted text - - Show quoted text - UhWASS, pour Yorik, yoorown bare skull dug up by da hownd d*g an weveeled tu usses yoor twajick destunnie. I did gnot gno yoo furry wel, or effen adall. Wuz itted da fwask dat diddid yoo inn? Gotta wun now I fink ai heer ghostz on da weigh. Bwing da fwasks sumwun, da nite is yung yet. Gnotted bedtym. Meowy, zooming away inna dark MeOwy |
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: O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. Dem haz serfed u well. He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. ... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Ranger iz mai hero sez Pipps Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! Dey wokkin awong onda cwenalated wollz ob da kassl an dey fink dey see sumfing. or sumcat. hoo is wike a peese ob pwastik wap, awl see-froo. Hoo dat? Hoo sed dat? Itted issis ai, Piglet, er i meenz HAMlet an i seez mine paw, ai seez wite fwoo himsefl. Butted, HARK, himsefl yondur fwowz tu da turret an...an...disappeerz! Hey ware iss da fwask?? ai fink usses had tu mutch scawch. MeOwy, uncleer boutted wot going on. ai ugrei, mai wink, hao ubaowt weh goh tayke uh nise nap tewgfur? Den wen weh wayk up, weh wyl beh moar cleerhedud. yeUP MeOwy ai left owr bittiez wif uh bittiesytur frum Qat Island fur sayfteh. Mosey, PookyKat, Sqweex,, Pipps, BobQat n Mimzy.- UhWASS, pour Yorik, yoorown bare skull dug up by da hownd d*g an weveeled tu usses yoor twajick destunnie. I did gnot gno yoo furry wel, or effen adall. Wuz itted da fwask dat diddid yoo inn? Gotta wun now I fink ai heer ghostz on da weigh. Bwing da fwasks sumwun, da nite is yung yet. Gnotted bedtym. Meowy, zooming away inna dark MeOwy Heer, mai luff, Meh, Ranger n Pipps, brot sum wisky fur usses, n dunt yew beh ufrayed. Nope. Weh 'aw'l feal vury sawry fur pour Yorik, yoorown bare skull dug up by da hownd d*g an weveeled tu usses hizown twajick destunnie. Sew sad dat iz :( Mpsey |
Da ghosts
Trudi watches it all and thinks dat diz wont be da lazt of deze ghost kittees MH and chester also are releefed, efin do dey seez ghosts arownd demsefz alla time, dey iz ghozts dey know, haffin ta meet new ghosts kittees was sorta unerfin, but sinze its gonna end inna partee all is well, MH anna chester O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. Dem haz serfed u well. He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! Wai iz da Crone Cat sew meen? Wull, her did share her whisky wif usses aftur awl., sew hur izn't awl dat bad. Fank yew CroneCat. Yus, letz hab uh parti. Weh is sawry yew kan't tayste or smell fudz:( Mosey ..on behaf uff da Hole Kommunity |
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Weh wyl awl kome wiff yew..yeUP Mosey, MeOwy, PookyKat, Pipps, ( wiff Range,) Sqweex, BobQat n Mimzy Cummon Chappy. Lukz like weze gotta help Wascal. Git yur stuff an weze be on ar way. Booker O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. O T and Harri along with Lizzy and Willow ae curled up on the couch at Unkle Dans. Suddenly the temp in the room seems to drop a great deal. O T comes alert and wakes Ranger who is nearby. Ranger dere iz sumphin elze in diz rum. They lay quietly for a few minutes and suddenly two cat heads appear on the far wall. the cats come thru the wall and stand in the middle of the rum. Din 'tis where that rascal lives that along with his girlcat friend stole the whiskey out of da spezial hidink plaze in da Kazle. Dem wazta askz permizzion and dem didn’t du dat. [Ranger looks warily at the ghost cats and sort of slides under a blanket before sticking just his nose out from under.] Uh, mister ghost cats, I is sorry - we din't know we needed to ask furmission. An we din't mean to make yourownselves angry. Youz can haf da whiskey back if you'd like. [Ghost cat 1] It'z not dat simple! You taked da whiskey wifout permission, an now you'z gotz to talk to da MacCat. An we'z gotz to haunt you until da MacCat is satisfied. [Ranger] Oh... ummm... ok... where is dis MacCat? Is him a ghostcat too? [Ghost cat 2] Da MacCat is back in Scotland, in da dungeon uv a furry old ruined castle. We can show you da way if you wants. [Ranger] OT, duz you wants to go wif me? ai wunna go wiff yew tew, Ranger sez Pipps . ai m gnot skard, cuz ai m da Prez uf da TGK club, n weh r AWL hapi tew hulp. [Ghost cat 1] Oh yes, we recommend dat! Cuz we haf to haunt all uv da cats dat was involved. |
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ai fink we need tew 'pologize tew da CroneCat n weh duzint like any cat or hoomin fur dat matter now ta be mad at usses eithur, MH Mosey, on behaf uf da HOLE Community mh pulls owt hiz flask, anna chester his, i iz not zatlee sure who we iz spozedta 'pologize to but i sure hopez we gets it done soon, I duzint like any cat or hoomin fur dat matter now ta be mad on me, MH O T who had actually slept thru most of the trip awakens and turns to Ranger and the other boycats. I dreemed and dere was McGyver, an Old Crone and Angelina. Old Cone was the oldest living relative of the MCKeys who owned da whiskee. I iz bettink dat iz who we poligizes to and eturns da last of da whiskee. He looks shamefully at the silver flask he is holding. After we vided sum, diz iz all dat iz left of mine. I hope ce cets mine pology. O t nearly haz a fit when he hears this, I didn drink sum ofit. He looks at Harri trying not to show his fear. We hazta ta git Sundance anna Booker tu along wiff Wascal. Piglett hears the conversation and thinks, da hole kommnitee shud go wiff dem, we iz famiblee after allz. [Harri lifts one eyelid to glare at the ghostcats] Ghostcats, what make you fink we care bout being haunted? What could you do to bother us? Affer all, we lives in da same howse as a big dumm Dogg, so we'z used to hafing fings clunkin around at all hours. And if you fink dat rattling chains an fings would bother us, fink again. Mine chubby sisfur Amelia snores, so we'z used to sleeping through noises. [Amelia's voice drifts in from her bed in the hallway] Yeah, well you snore worse than I do, Porky! Harri: So I din't fink dat hafing you haunt us would much of a deterrent. However, if dis MacCat finks dat da nip-whiskey was his den I guess it would be just proper fur us to 'pologize and give him back what's left. Dat IS gud whiskey, you know... So, ghost cats, where do we 'port to if we want to find dis MacCat? [Ghost cat 1] Oh, Lawrence, I fink she's right - we wouldn't be able to scare dem. Oh, MacCat won't be happy! [Ghost cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, iz ok. Kitties, you can't port to MacCat. He's in da buried basement of a mostly collapsed castle in Scotland. You can port close, but da last few miles 'porters won't work. [Harri] Ok, no prollem. OT, let's warm up da big catacopter. We'z can all ride in it. We'z can fly to Chicatgo an fly through da big catacopter- sized 'porter dere, an dat will take us to Mew Yawk City. Den we can fly into da catacopter-sized 'porter dere and 'port to Scotland, den dese two ghosts can direct us to MacCat's place. [Harri and OT hustle out, and a few minutes later the sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard. It's quite convenient that Harri lives only minutes from an airport, where she is able to keep several flying machines. The chopper lands in the front yard, and kitties move quickly from the warm house into the cold yard and into the warm chopper. Harri and OT have set the cabin controls so that it's nice and cozy inside, and OT has made sure that the refrigerators and pantry are fully stocked with goodies. The two ghost cats are the last ones to leave the house, drifting through the walls, and hesitate as they near the catacopter.] [Ghost Cat 1] Lawrence, I don't fink dis is a good idearment! [Ghost Cat 2] Relax, Lawrence, it should be fine. Affer all, we'z already dead! How scary could it be? Beside, our brother hasn't been able to find us yet, mebbe he'll hear da catacopter and come check it out. [Ghost Cat 1] No, Lawrence iznt dat smart. I don't we're gonna see him until we getz back to Scotland. [Harri revs up the engine, the chopper lifts off, and they head off to the northwest. As they fly over O'Hare airport, ignoring the air traffic controller, they see a lot of airplanes sitting on the tarmac due to the weather. As they head deeper into the Chicago downtown area, they pick up a tail - a Chicago Police Department helicopter. Ignoring ATC might have been a mistake! Harri ignores the police chopper too, and sets a course for the Sears Tower. Setting her elevation to be right in the middle of the antenna towers, she aims directly between them. She adjusts the teleporter controls, then flys between them. As the chopper hits the midway point the teleporter activates and the catacopter suddenly appears in the air over New York City. The unlucky Chicago Police Department pilot had been following a little too closely behind the catacopter, so he too appears in the air over New York City. Harri snickers as she hears him trying to explain to La Guardia Approach how he came to suddenly be in the air over New York. Harri then sets course for Grand Central Station. Finding a skyscraper near the station, she spirals around the building dropping lower and lower. The Community kitties, having ridden with Harri before, aren't overly excited but the ghost cats look a bit uneasy. Getting near ground level, Harri levels out then finds one of the train tracks leading into Grand Central. She waits until she see a train entering the station, then she drops the catacopter to just above track level and flys into the station behind the train. When the train stops at the platform Harri lifts just above it and continues to the main concourse, then flies down the stairs to the next level down. Finding an unused corridor, Harri backs to the left down the corridor until she finds the next catacopter- sized teleporter. Flying into this 'porter, the catacopter appears next in Scotland. When Harri glances into the passenger cabin she see the two ghost cats cowering in a corner, paws over their eyes.] Harri: Ok, ghost cats, we'z back in Scotland. Where do we go to find dis MacCat? |
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: O T is so relieved that there will be no haunting of the community cats helps put a tap in one of barrels and as Hari holds a glass, pulls the first drink for the Crone. Dere u goez, now u haz ur whiskee anna now u kan be kinder to da ghosts here. Dem haz serfed u well. He turns to the ghosts standing nearby, kan u do sum more of dat walk fru da wallz fingie? Dat lookz like fun effen if we kant do itself. ... MacCat: Ok, Mother, I'm working on it! You, cat - yes, that was my whiskey! Well, my mother's whiskey. Why did you take it when it was clearly identified as mine? Ghost cat 1: Um, sir? Akchooly, it wasnt. Doze leather scrolls dat said dey was yours? Dey sort of disintegrated into piles of dust. So dere was no markings to show dey was yours. Mr MacCat, sir, dat ghost kittie is right. We din't see no signs or nufin bout dat nip whiskey belongin to nokitty. An we din't take all of it, just a couple barrels - da rest is all still dere. MacCat: Well, I guess I was a little hasty in sending my henchmen after you all. An if some of it is still dere, den I guess you all is entitled to it. After all, it was hidden furry well, so if you found dem you is entitled to dem. [He leans forward and whispers] Look, could you kitties help me? Me an mine fellow ghost cats can't move fings like barrels. We know where da barrels of whiskey is, an mine Momcat has bugging me fur da last hundred an fifty years to bring some of da barrels here for her. If you kitties could arrange to move haf da remaining barrels here, you could hav da remaining half. Fink you could help me out? [Ranger confers with OT, Sammy, Mosey, and all the other mancats. OT calls Harri over, and they scheme for a while. Harri, OT, Ranger, and Samuel take their leave while the other cats talk to MacCat about his history. About half an hour later the sound of a catacopter hovering over the ruins can be heard. Rustling and knocking noises can be heard, and little rivulets of dust start to fall from the ceiling of the throne room. Finally a small hatch in the roof opens and Ranger's head pops into the room jut long enough for him to verify that they've found the right passageway. Moments later a cargo sling loaded with oak barrels descends into the throne room on a heavy rope. Ranger clambers down the rope and unfastens the sling, stacking the barrels beside the throne. As he finishes the Crone returns to the room.] Ranger iz mai hero sez Pipps Crone Cat: My whiskey! My whiskey! At long last! MacCat, come bring glasses! MacCat (whispering to the Community mancats): Fangu so much! And you kitties enjoy da rest of da whiskey. Samuel: Hey, MacCat, since your momcat is happy now, howabouts we haf a liddle party? Iz you ghost cats able to eat fudz? If so we could get FluffyKitz to send in some fudz. MacCat: No, sorry, we aren't able to eat. We can't even smell things. But you kitties go ahead and bring food in, and we'll all share da whiskey. I'z glad dat we ghost cats is still able to drink stuffz! Dey wokkin awong onda cwenalated wollz ob da kassl an dey fink dey see sumfing. or sumcat. hoo is wike a peese ob pwastik wap, awl see-froo. Hoo dat? Hoo sed dat? Itted issis ai, Piglet, er i meenz HAMlet an i seez mine paw, ai seez wite fwoo himsefl. Butted, HARK, himsefl yondur fwowz tu da turret an...an...disappeerz! Hey ware iss da fwask?? ai fink usses had tu mutch scawch. MeOwy, uncleer boutted wot going on. ai ugrei, mai wink, hao ubaowt weh goh tayke uh nise nap tewgfur? Den wen weh wayk up, weh wyl beh moar cleerhedud. yeUP MeOwy ai left owr bittiez wif uh bittiesytur frum Qat Island fur sayfteh. Mosey, PookyKat, Sqweex,, Pipps, BobQat n Mimzy.- UhWASS, pour Yorik, yoorown bare skull dug up by da hownd d*g an weveeled tu usses yoor twajick destunnie. I did gnot gno yoo furry wel, or effen adall. Wuz itted da fwask dat diddid yoo inn? Gotta wun now I fink ai heer ghostz on da weigh. Bwing da fwasks sumwun, da nite is yung yet. Gnotted bedtym. Meowy, zooming away inna dark MeOwy Heer, mai luff, Meh, Ranger n Pipps, brot sum wisky fur usses, n dunt yew beh ufrayed. Nope. Weh 'aw'l feal vury sawry fur pour Yorik, yoorown bare skull dug up by da hownd d*g an weveeled tu usses hizown twajick destunnie. Sew sad dat iz :( Mosey |
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On Sun, 22 Jan 2012 08:03:55 -0600, Storrmmee wrote:
MH and chester also are releefed, efin do dey seez ghosts arownd demsefz alla time, dey iz ghozts dey know, haffin ta meet new ghosts kittees was sorta unerfin, but sinze its gonna end inna partee all is well, MH anna chester Yes, the ghosts of those we know and love are a source of comfort. Amelia |
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i hasta mit dat dat one of da few thingz dat wuz hard when i camed inna
in... softz two guiding poochez wuz here anna sinze i wuz inna owt i wuzint fond of doggiez of anee kind, MH, remfurin how nurbuz himz wuz "Amelia T Cat" wrote in message ... On Sun, 22 Jan 2012 08:03:55 -0600, Storrmmee wrote: MH and chester also are releefed, efin do dey seez ghosts arownd demsefz alla time, dey iz ghozts dey know, haffin ta meet new ghosts kittees was sorta unerfin, but sinze its gonna end inna partee all is well, MH anna chester Yes, the ghosts of those we know and love are a source of comfort. Amelia |
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