Endtown by Aaron Neathery for November 09, 2012

There’s no such thing as a freisian lunch.

I remember that acronym, I thinkWas in THASAWFUL, sir? I see you’re in the pinkBut our Linda is cagey; it might well be neededShe’s in her own cage, but she could be worse-treated=|====/ Level HeadVote for Endtown 2.0And for Doc Rat, tooThe Endtown ForumThe Endtown AuctionThe Endtown Books

A week end coming up. I feeling a lot of sympathy for linda.Anything she wants to do. OUCH. Blessed Be

Well, at least she’s got a friend of sort.

And the Jenner Pun-a-thon continues.

There can’t be very many cafes there. I wonder if Linda will come across any old aquaintances. Only Monday will tell.

How about a home made Milkshake?

@Jenner … Friesian lunch?

Cattle those puns OUT sir……Steer clear.

Maude: “How you feel about beans?”

Hey, that’s waterfront property! Sweet!

I really like Maude. Her eyes, her horns, the way her ears lie perfectly atop her curls…And her hoof-hands are perfection!

I think the position of security chief is open.

“Now that I think about it, where did Marx get all that great food he served up?”The world may never know.

I figured from some alternate reality that didn’t have the surface of the earth bombed into fine white powder…

Nah, let the puns go on for heifer and heifer! Puns may be scorned as a low form of humor, but it takes intelligence and a love of the English language to be successful at them.

Hey AN we have a new pin up girl. MAUDE! I said at one time she was cow of the month in Cowboys Magazine. (Pun intented) Crookedwolf likes her. I think we all do.I love the elephant walking alone on the side walk.Republican Party after the election?I really feel for Linda. I took my Army aptitude tests and got the same answer. Anything I wanted. Unfortunately everything I asked for was not available so I got what they gave me. All they had was grunt work. I guess Linda is going scavenging.

I was thinking about the scene set for us. It is a real tragedy. The young previous occupant obviously a soft hearted maybe even an artist working the most dangerous job to improve his chances at getting a better place for him and his fiance. Then it happens. He gets killed. He does not come back. His fiance is so heartbroken she kills herself rather than go on. Serious stuff there in the background of all the puns and what nots.Shakespearing in its telling.

@JennerWe are udderly cowed by your pun. How cud you milk the situation like that? It would behoove you not to horn in like that. It is unherd of!

DarwinskeeperRead your yesterday post. Well said and on the nose. There has got to be some things about Topsiders that are horrifying. Night-Gaunt49 asked about clean rooms and removing the suits. In reply given the paranoia about the virus the Topsiders have I imagine the suits never come off. That virus seems so active that it may only take a very tiny amount to cause reactions. VX agent is that way. A drop the size of the eye on a Lincoln penny as a drop will kill a person. Vaporize it can kill several.The PTs come back and go thru a so called “sterilizer” but the suits stay on. When Flask was on her rampage no where did we see anyone without a suit. I though we would see one there but none around. Flask referred to it as a prison. She said they are clever suits but that could mean many things. Nothing exposed to the environment could be trusted not to have contamination. Even the outside of the suit would have to a hazard even if scrubbed and cleaned. AN may answer that one day. It would be interesting to see a day in the life of a Topsider.

I’m not sure Buckaroo Banzai would be rolling over in his grave over the butchering of his best quote, but somehow I think he’d be okay with it in this situation.

Even if Linda doesn’t tell anyone where she came from, people are going to assume she’s a Topsider. Everyone else has been mutated for six years. There’s only one source we know of for recent mutants. And she’s been seen wearing a Topsider uniform. She can look forward to some confrontations. Flask probably had the same problem, solved only by putting her in a position of authority.

I thought she just came out of the shower…there’s not much point in wearing a formal gown while showering…

I like Linda saying she’s been a mutant “awhile,” ‘cause if she said “three months,” it’d tell anybody for sure that she was a Topsider before that…

If there aren’t indecent exposure lays per se, there seems to be a strong preference for wearing clothes. One could argue that fur provides all the protection that the body needs but I feel that the residents of Endtown consider clothing as a way to distinguish themselves from the animals they resemble.

Well, I can’t help but wonder. Do those magnificent udders have 4 nipples each?My mind is like a cheap wine.

“Wherever you are, there’s lunch.” Easy for a grazer to say.

Maude reminds me of a Mae West type girl. Confident, unabashed, not afraid to speak her mind. If you saw her naked she would probably tell you to close your mouth and take a picture it will last longer. Maude just oozes confidence and sincerity. But I can see a soft side to her. If she would cry it would not be public. Sure she bawled about not keeping a good house but that may have been more show as to how quick she went onto something else. When she spoke about the past occupant and his fiance you could feel the loss in her words. Maude has probably seen her share of tragedy. That was her suggestion to Linda. “Dont add to it.” Double edged meaning.

Oh and before I forget.Happy Veterans Day to one and all.To all the Armed Forces of the world fighting evil.To those who serve, those who served, those who came back, and those who gave it all.I salute you.

They may overlook the river, but does Maude keep thinking it’s greener on the other side?

Scene of Linda at lunch:“Call that a cheese? Where I came from, the cheeses were so big, ya could stick ya head in ’em!”

And after that comment if mrsherman withdraws his salute I will understand. HEHEHEH.

But remember the rats did have access to security cameras. Who knows what they saw, seen, or are seeing now.

Hey and HERE IS A SERIOUS THOUGHTWALLY IS THE CAPTAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Remember he had to kill Flask to get command. She got killed. He was on the bridge. The ship reassigned him as Captain and he gave the order. Marx can’t run the ship only Wally can. Marx was never on the bridge. When he was on the ship it basically did what it was programmed to do which was salvage things. He never entered the bridge to become Captain.Wow.WeeCaptain Wally sailing the high air currents pillage and plundering Topsider settlements. Poof Tail the Captain. Makes Blackbeard look like a saint. And Holly. Queen of the Pirates at 3ft.

Oh and that hang on for 8 seconds only works on girls. Call me a different name. I would not care.

Hey Aaron,I just LOVE all this background info on everyday Endtown life! Great job. Please keep this up for a bit, so we get into deeper knowledge about their way of life. Did Holly swipe any of Marx’s cheese to go?

KUTGW,

Noreen

Linda doesn’t look happy. I hope she finds something, like be able to get her kid. Flask did NOT enjoy life as a topsider. Maybe Linda will decide it was a crummy way to live and finds a way to get him. Would he be a koala too?It would be kind of bad if he was a snake or a giraffe.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that!

Veteran, I do thank you for your service. My Grandpop is 94, and he was 5th Army infantry in WWII. The other family members don’t understand why I find his stories so fascinating. I just feel blessed to still have him to talk to.You would love some of those tales…:-)

I expect that Endtown already has a few “new” mutants as residents. The review panel looked a little too experienced in dealing with Linda’s case, and the orientation program was probably designed specifically for prepping ex-Topsiders for life in the colony. They most likely are housed at different locations to minimize the odds of coming into contact with each other, but I bet there are signs that another ex-Topsider could recognize if they passed each other on the street.This does raise an interesting question. What decision-making process would be used to determine which would be better – spreading the ex-Topsiders evenly throughout the population, or housing them all in one place, like in Linda’s current dorm.

So you drive a stick shift crookedwolf?My kind of girl.My wife was one of the few women I had met who could also drive a stick shift. 67 Pontiac GTO. Big V8 competition clutch and Hurst shifter. She mastered it in about 5 minutes. I knew this one was a keeper.

“Stick shift is the only way for a REALwoman to go!”Of course, one of my best friends doesn’t drive a stick shift. In either instance :-)

oops. it was the 80’s, and my Great Great Aunt Gerine was the daughter in the movie. Elinor was her mother.

A stick shift is the ONLY way to drive, All three of my running cars, the PT, Darwin and White Lightning are sticks. Pandora will get one before she hits the road.

It’s interesting how thie latest entries seem to be going from stick shifts (all types) to war stories. As far as stick shifts, i have two. I handle the one in my truck and my wife takes care of the other one.Where war stories go, My Dad worked on a floating drydock in the Pacific during WWII. It didn’t have its own power, but was towed by a destroyer. One time towards the end of the war there was a bad typhoon and the tow cable had to get cut. They drifted for days, then one night, in the distance, they saw the lights coming from Japan. That’s when the Commander decided to drop radio silence and get help out of there. Luickily, the U. S Navy was able to do it.For My generation, I have a brother-in-law who joined the Air Force, became a Security Police and was sent to’ Nam. He was manning a Howitzer in Hue during Tet in ‘68. My brother Joined the USAF in ’68 and they sent him to ’Nam as a mechanic in a mibile communications unit. Luckily, he as in a failrly secure area. I joined the Air Force in 1970 and they sent me to Turkey as a communications controller. I respect anybody who was “In-Country” (did I get the term right, Vet?). The guys who were in the classes both ahead of me and behind me went to ’Nam.I missed by the luck of the draw.As far as Vet saying POW’s from that war was exclusively Air Force or Navy was’nt true. POW’s were almost all pilots (mostly Navy & AF) and therefore, officers. Most ground pounders were enlisted (mostly Army & Marines). They knew who was important and who wasn’t. If you had stripes on your shoulders, you were history. A Pilot (officer) had some military and political value. So that means some Army & Marine officers (Pilots) were captured also. Don’t blame anyone for being captured as most of them were captured in the craft,hanging from a parachute, or injured. I’ve seen the inside of a cockpit. There’s hardly any space for a sidearm. You wouldn’t want it loaded if you had the space because you didn’t want it going off if your plane got jarred from a nearby explosion. Most who got shot down, died. Some made it back. Some got captured. ALL served. Day to day, I know the ground pounders, like Vet had it the worst. Live or die, no options. I know I had it lucky. I have no war story except being alert enough to save my buddies and myself from accidently being killed by the NATO troops at the communications base next to ours.I used to think what I did, didn’t matter. I finally do now. After forty years since coming back from there, I’m finally getting veterans plates for my truck.Thanks to ALL men and women who served and are serving now.BTW, my truck is a stick shift!

I forgot I said my truck is a stick shift in the beginning of the previous entry. I need to review my comments more closely BEFORE I submit them. Sorry.