Where is Qray?

[Ariel]

Admit it, you were drunk while helping Santa's elves test bikes.

[who me]

I think he was in Santa's Stolichnaya collection, he keeps falling off his bike.

[Boikat]

Speaking of.... Where is the Rogue these days?

[Ariel]

I was wondering the same thing.

[who me]

I don't know, he was fine the last time I left his place. I hope he is all right.

[Qray]

You'd be surprised.

[Boikat]

"Surprised", or appaled, freaked out, astounded.... Hey, your sudden reappearance wouldn't have something to do with the Orion spacecraft splashdown, would it? I mean, the launch looked CGI, but the splashdown looked real... Makes you say, "Hmmmmm....."

[Qray]

All of the above.

I can neither confirm, nor deny whether or not I have been representing our fair planet in negotiations with a non-terrestrial third party at an undisclosed orbital location and that said negotiations may or may not have broken down due to (and I'm not going to name names here) someone introducing the space aliens to the calming effects of Stolichnaya and not being fully up to date on alien mating rituals resulting in the need for a quick strategic retreat back to the big blue via a cleverly disguised NASA "test."

Nope. I'm not gonna do it.

On a purely unrelated note, if any of you out there have been contemplating building a bomb shelter...or you know...digging a hole that could withstand an orbital bombardment resulting from someone having slept with a space alien ambassador's wife and smegging off the dude that has his finger on the button of a smegload of space faring weapons...hey, now might be a good time.

Just saying.

So...uh...how have things been here?

[Boikat]

"So...uh...how have things been here?"

(Boikat shifts around in his easy chair, disturbing the cobwebs...)

Oh, you know....

[Merle]

Shhhhh! Elbows Boikat.

Been cool and froody here old friend. You've missed a ton of fun.

[Bmat]

*sneezes*

Same ol' same ol'

[The Master]

*Starts digging furiously*