The End is Nigh... Again
 

On this coming Monday, I will be flying to that well known mountainous patch of land called the Netherlands. There I will meet a certain Dutch person who is not unknown to the rest of you, and together we shall plot the downfall of first Zeke, and then the rest of the world, probably in that order.

So, without further ado, I declare this Official Thread Charting The Progress Of The Second Meeting Between PointyHairedJedi And catalina_marina For The Purposes Of World Domination And Probably Some Other Stuff (or OTCTPOTSMBPHJcmFTPOWDAPSOS for short) to be open!

Wow, you kept catalina's name in lower case even in an acronym. Is that even allowed?

Chandler: Holland. That's somewhere near the Netherlands, isn't it?
Joey: Yeah, right. The Netherlands is this made up place where Peter Pan and Wendy live.

:)

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Say hello to the Evil Limburgish Rolleye Person for me. :D

We will await further reports.

ELRP here. Guess who just showed up when I was wandering Schiphol airport today.

Avoid making eye contact. Just give him some haggis and he'll go away.

I can't imagine.

I wouldn't know where to get that. Except Scotland maybe, but that wouldn't make sense, now would it?

I'm immune to haggis, as it happens, though a well thrown packed of Jelly Babies would probably distract me for long enough for someone to make a getaway.

Today is my first proper day here - yesterday I spent all of travelling, first nearly missing my flight to Amsterdam (due to sandwiches), and then having to wait nearly two hours because the trains from the aiport all stopped running just as we got there. I think someone may have tipped them off I was coming...

I seem to remember reading something about sandwiches and travel in England. It may have been only the ones found at railway stations, though, but as I recall, it just wasn't a good idea.

I think you're thinking of Douglas Adams, somehow. ;)

You could try warding him off with quince jelly, or if you have the patience and a copy on-hand, make him watch Plan 9 From Outer Space.

Hmm. I feel a new evil scheme coming on.

No, Douglas Adams was a bag of cookies at a train station.

Why ever would you think such a thing?

Well, Nate's right. But I'm right too. But then, I'm always right.


Guess who! ;)

You may very well be, but Nate's thinking of another thing entirely and is, therefore, wrong.
Ummm... Alfred E. Newman?

Suppository N. Balancesheet?

I could say something evil here, but cat's watching me as I type, and so I think I might get an elbow in the ribs if I try anything. Ah well. Perhaps later...

On this forum we obey the laws of not-using-pseudoscience!

Argh, please, mercy. I'm having to put up with enough Simpsons quotes as it is!

You make it sound like you don't like it.