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Thursday, 10 March 2022
SCENARIOS THAT DON'T MAKE SENSE - ANOTHER BONE-HEADED BOO-BOO...
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Don’t you carry a life size inflatable copy of yourself in your wallet ? I thought everyone did.
ReplyDeleteNot in my wallet, PS, in my signet ring - it inflates on contact with air. (And Daleks don't have wallets.)
ReplyDeletePerhaps he stored an inflatable life-size copy of himself inside that giant head - there must be plenty of room!
ReplyDeleteAnother mystery is how the Emperor and Zog move around so easily in open country and swamps when it's a well-known fact that Daleks can only operate on completely flat floors :D
He's got an extra-sized huge brain that he keeps in that giant head, CJ. Plus his week's supply of Werther's Originals.
ReplyDeleteAnd it can't be that well-known a fact about flat floors, because The Daleks don't seem to know it.
Kid, if you pop over to Paul McScotty's blog you can read my response to a question you asked in your comment there.
ReplyDeleteDaft story but stunning artwork and strangely i am interested in how it ended for Zog
ReplyDeleteWill do, CJ.
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Zeg gets killed, McS - blown up, I think.