Southern Hemisphere 11-30-2004

[Grandpa Troll]

Ok

Turn one to Birdie

Gramps has Aussies

have some fun kick back I put another shrimp on da barbee..after I tend to me chores mind you mate!

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turn 2 sent and awaiting my first walkabout..blimey mate lots 'O land to look for Roo's on

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3 to ya and soon soon..I will release the hounds

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4 sent to Big Birdman on Campus

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and -5-

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-6- back looking forward to another mate outback to do a walk-a-bout with

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-8- away

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-9-

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-11- found me some Jed Clampett land.minus da wabbits

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and 12

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-13- and cant wait fer another city

[TheBirdMan]

A cold morning in a distant city (well it wasn’t really cold, but it was below 25 degress C), a young mercenary named Flashman (not THAT Flashman, but…) was dismissed in public from the elite guard of the local govenor.

Nothing serious some would say – only a little fist-fighting in the officers club and some amusement with the daughter a local friar/priest/what-ever (the one, who lent money to the poor families for “just” a little interest).

But to be dismissed - that was too much. I will revenge - religion is the way, young Flashman said to himself. I’ll make my own religion. And so he did.


And some years later, the young Flashman (called Birdy among friends) took power of what should be his “capitol” of his own empire! Delhi! The center of “Birdism”.


The Call-for-Power of the Southern Hemisphere had begun.




And turn 13 to come soon.

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14 and as wallabees and croc's dot the night's skyline..a walkabout would expose tough goings for the one who wants to roo the land

WHO's YA DADDY?