Jabecca wrote: BH wrote: Jabecca wrote:
Jodorowsky's Acolyte wrote:... Uh oh. Did I say that, or did I think it? Was I talking? Could they hear me?
Damn it! I said back in the basement Brian!
That'is not me. That'is a kid. I'am a man! Hear me roar, my beloved Jabecca! ROWR!
willyou'not you please come back? I promise I'will fire Kevin and make you the new owner of Dune. I can do that you'know?
Stupid fool of a Herbitvore! I own Kevin. Dune is mine! Hear me fart!BBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!
The pungent aroma of success!
Now back in the basement!
Oh, so HE'S the Brian you thought I was. I didn't know I sounded like him. So we got two dudes who take on the joking guise of BH and KJA, and act as mirror reflections of each other like Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum? Interesting.
Wait a minute, did you call me a kid, BH? I call you out on this post-festive time! I am trained in the Shaolin ways of the Sandworm and the Earthworm (exposes his arms, with a crucible brand of Earthworm Jim's head on one arm, and the Lynch sandworm on the other arm). May thy loins chip and shatter (starts moving his fists like an upper crust English gentleman boxer, but then gets blown away by the Spice Wind of Jabecca.)Cinnamon! The Spice! Jabecca, Spice, is there a relationship?
Do you smell it! It is Jabecca who is true producer of the Spice! Go bow to her at the Temple of Spice Farts! Don't worry. You'll find no ghouls there. Only... SPICE FARTS!
But aside from my silliness, I'm pleased to meet you.
'...all those who took part in the rise and fall of the Dune project learned how to fall one and one thousand times with savage obstinacy until learning how to stand. I remember my old father who, while dying happy, said to me: "My son, in my life, I triumphed because I learned how to fail."' -Alejandro Jodorowsky