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Change? <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />
 
Should we get back to the story?  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
 
Where did we leave off? <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_mrgreen1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":cheeky" border="0" alt="icon_mrgreen1.gif" />
 
<!--quoteo(post=263431:date=Jun 19 2008, 09:46 AM:name=Stallion)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Stallion @ Jun 19 2008, 09:46 AM) <a href="index.php?act=findpost&pid=263431"><{POST_SNAPBACK}></a></div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->The toxic cloud begins eating through the wreakage of the blimp, and slowly frees what remains of Stallion from his trap.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

Salty, coming slowly back into the world of the living, makes a disturbing sound, then lets out another rectal kerplooey.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/piratesing.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":shock" border="0" alt="piratesing.gif" />

Morgan continues slithering through the undergrowth, and has an unfortunate run-in with a cactus. The lizard now knows his position, and starts making its way towards him.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

The tourists, having slightly recovered from being Polaroidically violated, are now looking for some new cameras and extra-strength ex-lax.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_mrgreen1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":cheeky" border="0" alt="icon_mrgreen1.gif" /><!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
That's the last entry  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
 
Salty, in his ravaged mind, is just about aware that more toxic gas is leaking out of his ass. He sees the green toxins begin to formulate and gather into another cloud and he starts to stumble away, trying to run but no longer knowing how. The gathering cloud follows him as it is his rectum its originating from. A quick sniff of the stench and Salty's world turns white. <img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x172/oldsalt_bucket/emoticons/thbarfing.gif" border="0" class="linked-image" />
Stallion, battered himself from the last cloud, finally is freed and observes the new cloud forming itself. He is horrified and turns to run but stumbles as well, the cloud didn't damage him as bad as it did Salty, but it did damage enough. He knows another will kill him. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/ko.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":ko" border="0" alt="ko.gif" />
 
Stallion watches as Salty stumbles to the ground yet again, and the toxic cloud once again surrounds the sailor.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

Stallion, fearing the end is fast approaching, fires his ass-mounted jet-pack in a vain attempt to escape. The jet-pack blasts the horse high into the air - where he will land is anybody's guess.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

Morgan is finally found by Godzilla, who seeks the ultimate revenge - Morgan is quickly stuffed up the thunder lizard's ass.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_mrgreen1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":cheeky" border="0" alt="icon_mrgreen1.gif" /> Strangely, there is no protest from him.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/laugh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="xD:" border="0" alt="laugh.gif" />
 
Salty watches through the green fog of the toxic cloud as the horse in the distance blasts off up into the air from the wreckage of the hot air balloon. The horse, riding what appears to be a blast of flame underneath him, reaches higher and higher and Salty realizes that he may have achieved escape velocity and will leave the confines of the Earth's gravity and soar off into space. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/8q.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":8q" border="0" alt="8q.gif" />
He wonders if that was the horse's intention in order to escape the noxious fumes leaking from his damaged ass. He also ponders the horse's flight and comes up with some sane reasoning of his own. If the horse could somehow use gas from his ass to achieve flight, why couldn't he? <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
He weakly rolls over and attempts to prepare himself for a giant fart that would, in theory, lift him up off the ground and into the air. With the toxic fumes underneath him he would finally be able to escape their damaging toxins and also achieve flight and follow the horse to whatever unknown destination he is off too. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
 
<!--quoteo(post=262790:date=Jun 18 2008, 03:10 PM:name=Stallion)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Stallion @ Jun 18 2008, 03:10 PM) <a href="index.php?act=findpost&pid=262790"><{POST_SNAPBACK}></a></div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->*Salty slows down, stands on his head, then begins digging a hole with his teeth* *Nearby children are taken away by their mothers, who fear the crazy pegger'll make them his next target* <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_mrgreen1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":cheeky" border="0" alt="icon_mrgreen1.gif" /><!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I just went back and read all this! <img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x172/oldsalt_bucket/emoticons/thangry-30.png" border="0" class="linked-image" />
 
<img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />  I suppose I shoulda went back an' deleted it when I had the chance  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_mrgreen1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":cheeky" border="0" alt="icon_mrgreen1.gif" /> Oh well - Morgan's getting about equal treatment anyways  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/laugh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="xD:" border="0" alt="laugh.gif" />

Stallion's eyeballs begin threatening to leave his skull as he enters the upper atmosphere <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/piratesing.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":shock" border="0" alt="piratesing.gif" /> . He turns his head, and spots Salty soaring upwards behind him, a plume of greenish-orange skunge roaring out of an area best left unmentioned.



Morgan, being tossed around inside the lizard's bowels, starts wondering why he never tried this before.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/w00t.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":woot" border="0" alt="w00t.gif" />
 
Salty's ass is on fire and he smells burning flesh and toxic fumes and knows it will take weeks before he can poop without pain, but he is gaining on the horse, which he is surprised to find, is wearing no jet pack but instead seems to be being propelled from an orange flame spurting out his backside. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/sick.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":eww" border="0" alt="sick.gif" />
On the ground, there are those that happen to be looking up and noticing these two small figures streaking across the sky. Some even have video cameras, and one, it seems, is packing something rather evil which he plans to use with evil intent. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />
 
Stallion squeezes out an impacted turd, which narrowly misses Salty on its way back to the surface  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/piratesing.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":shock" border="0" alt="piratesing.gif" /> . Stallion begins wondering if he should just keep going to the Moon, since he's about left the safety of the atmosphere behind <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" /> . He sees a small, silvery-looking object fast growing in size right in front of him; the horse becomes perplexed - what could it possibly be?  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

Meanwhile, Salty continues gaining on Stallion, but he has become somewhat disoriented after his near collision with the horse's rectal detritous - Salty begins a slight, barely noticable angling to the right. His destination: unknown.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

Morgan, still stuck inside Godzilla's bum, begins contemplating what his life was like on the outside, and if anything he ever did was worthwhile. He starts noticing a dull rumble coming from somewhere up above his head.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

The secretive figure in the group of Japanese tourists attempts to blend in further, and begins talking what he assumes is the language, but fails to realize it's actually Mandarin.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_mrgreen1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":cheeky" border="0" alt="icon_mrgreen1.gif" />
 
Salty is gaiining on the horse and figures he can reach him before he leaves the upper atmosphere but suddenly he notices a small discharge from the horse's rectum and a small black dot that quickly grows larger and more brown coming straight at him. Realizing almost at the last moment what it actually was he quickly leans out of the way and as the turd streaks by him he is overcome by the smell for a moment and leans further away from it. When he looks back up he sees that his angle has changed slightly and that the horse is now further up and to the left.
"Damn, now I'll never be able to rescue him." Salty thinks as he continues to scream across the sky. He then realizes with a sudden angst. "Who the hell is going to rescue me?"
Meanwhile, the evil one on the ground is watching this with amusement, and readies his weapon, training it on the horse first. Just about as he's ready to pull the trigger though, a large brown turd comes screaming out of the sky and strikes him in the noggin'. Killing him instantly. The weapon falls to the ground, the trigger goes off and the projectile screeches through the crowd of Japanese tourists, still wondering why the man was speaking Mandarin, and a souther dialect of it to boot.
The projectile, meanwhile, heads straight toward Godzilla, who is posing for photographs off to the west. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/piratesing.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":shock" border="0" alt="piratesing.gif" />
 
<img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/laugh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="xD:" border="0" alt="laugh.gif" />  Oh my.

Stallion finally realizes what the silver speck is - the International Space Station! Too late, he tries to alter course. The Station's occupants watch helplessly as the flaming horsey slams into the Space Shuttle, blowing it to pieces.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/unsure.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":?" border="0" alt="unsure.gif" />

Salty, looking around for help, and failing to see what happened to Stallion, starts looking in his pocket for his satellite phone.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/icon_mrgreen1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":cheeky" border="0" alt="icon_mrgreen1.gif" />

Morgan, staring frightened at a massive turd that's entering Godzilla's bowel from his intestine, fails to hear a screeching sound from outside. What occurs next was edited out of this work by Army Intelligence due to fear of causing mass public panic.  <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
 
i was hoping i'd reach it's brain and start controlling it from there. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/laugh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="xD:" border="0" alt="laugh.gif" />
 
<!--quoteo(post=264049:date=Jun 20 2008, 02:14 PM:name=Morgan Terror)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Morgan Terror @ Jun 20 2008, 02:14 PM) <a href="index.php?act=findpost&pid=264049"><{POST_SNAPBACK}></a></div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->i was hoping i'd reach it's brain and start controlling it from there. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/laugh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="xD:" border="0" alt="laugh.gif" /><!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I'm sure we could do that, but it would require you crawling back up his ass. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/sick.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":eww" border="0" alt="sick.gif" />
 
Lets see if we can work something in. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
 
I'm out of ideas right now - you'll have to continue from where we left off <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
 
I have an idea about Godzilla with Morgan, and see if I can write it later. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/yes.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":yes" border="0" alt="yes.gif" />
 
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