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:: L E T SH G O T OH I N D I ASH
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:: PART [2/3]
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:: ARTIST:
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:: P R I N C E S SH F L O W E RH
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:: .. ON A SOMEHOW BAD TRIP ..
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:: 1. BEFORE THE EXAM.
:: (INTRODUCION/GOSSIP/GREETS)
::
:: 2. LETS GO TO INDIA.
:: (REQUESTED LOGOS/ENTERTAINMENT)
::
:: 3. AT HABIB'S JUNGLE PARTY.
:: (MUSIC/FUN/SURPRISE)
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::
F O R E W O R D S ... ::
::
LETS GO ON WITH THE SHOW. HOPE YOU ::
LIKE PART TWO AS MUCH AS YOU LIKED ::
PART ONE. ::
BTW, SOME PEEPS NOTICED THERE WAS NO ::
TAGS ON THE ASCIIS IN PART ONE. NOR ::
THERE IS IN THIS PART, DUE TO THE FACT ::
THAT I HAVENT FOUND A SUITABLE TAG YET. ::
SO, IF YOU WANT TO USE ANY OF THE LOGOS ::
YOU MUST PUT SOME "FLOWER" TAG ON IT! ::
WELL, IF SOMEONE GOT SOME IDEAS FOR ::
A TAG, /MSG ME ON IRC. ALL GOOD IDEAS ::
WILL RESULT IN A FREE LOGO. ::
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::
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. (_) _( )_o ENJOY, FLOWER ::
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:: .. :: ___(______) ___ ::
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:: __)| LETS GOTO INDIA ( |_ ::....::
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:: _���mw
:: J�M�""�� It was still early 1998, when
:: �#r � Dask ascii crew had once again
:: 0� � gathered at their secret whq
:: � � to have a little nap after
:: � 0� TP7 which they attended with
:: jF ]L great success.
:: �# �#K
: _�� �&_ Macawino was as usual the
_��#F �#m first one to have his
,ذ� ___���___ 0 head clear from last nigth's
,� _���@��#���# �L gluelicking.
�" �#� �L JE
�F �" ____� # # "Friends, i think its time
# �F ��M��# � # for us to move on with our
7F � 7F J@�# � Q lives", he said with a strange
�� J# ]L � # �� � # sicilian accent, that must had
� 7F �#mW&��� � � # come from too much smoking last
# 7L ��ض�� �K � # nigth.
J# 7L " �K � #
7F 7L d#��m� # # "Uhmn, mebbe its time for you
�� JE �����"J# J# to call Flower and as him
� JQ JF JF to grab the glue, and get his
� # _�� JF ass over here", Spice-One moaned
# ����w���������" �F while trying to figure if the
0� ""����"""� 0� girl in his sleepingbag was the
J#_ � same girl he picked up at
���m�______ __a�# bar yesterday. Macawino picked
����@�����������#P" up the phone, and dialed Flower.
. ����
:: "Beeeeeep. +45-2067-DASK. Beeeeeeep. Beeeeeep.
:: You have dialed the Dask partygirls. Please enter
:: Local #. Beeeeeeep. 112. Beeeeeeeeep. Beeeeeeep.
:: Hi, this is Birgitte's sex-line, what do you want
:: me to do for you today?"
::
:: "Ermn, mebbe i could talk to Flower?", Macawino said,
:: trying to sound as sexy as possible.
::
:: "Yeh mang, whats up Macawino", Flower said, while
:: trying to figure where he knew his private # from.
::
:: "Mebbe you should try getting your fat ass over
:: here, and mebbe you should bring the glue, and
:: mebbe you should buy some beer, and mebbe you
:: should try finding some fresh mushies too?"
::
:: "Easy now dude, the limo is packed. I'll be there
:: in an hour or two", Flower answered Macawino
:: with a sweet voice. Macawino hung up.
::
:: "He'll be over in a sec. You told Garflozzy to
:: be here too right?".
::
:: Spice-One put on his most innocent face, while
:: falling asleep with the girl in the sleepingbag.
::
::
:: ..... .
:: :: :: HUMM, ARE WE IN INDIA YET? ::
:: ::.::.. ::
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:: ..... ::
:: ::.::.. ___ ______ ::
::....:: /__/ LETS GOTO INDIA \_____\ ::
::
:
"There you finally are Flower, what took _,
you so long", Macawino said while giving . _\____
Flower the secret Dask greeting. . _ __/_ \__
(_)__/ ________ \___
"Ran into some cops on my way. But nothing. o. \___ (. . ) ___//
special happened". FLower tried desperate || . `--\__.___/--'
to cover the bloodstains on his white limo _/ \______/ _ \_
(_)()| \ _ / . \ \_
"Chill dude", Spice-One said while dancing ()__|_/ / _\ \ (
out to greet Flower, who noticed the white /_ _/ . ._/_/
had-too-much-glue-already foam around Spice-One's`--'_____._|___\
mouth. They greeted, and went inside to hear ) | (
what Macawino had to say. _/______|______\_
\_______|_______/
"Garf!", Flower noticed, while entering ._/ | \
the hall, remembering to keep distance. __\|________ |_ ______))
"Flower", Garflozzy said quietly for turning `-'`-'
away to his computer business again. Maybe he too :
remembered Flower's rage at him last time Flower had ::
to bring him to the hospital for OD'ing at Flower's ::
place. ::
::
"Easy now dudes, sit down and listen to what i have ::
to say", Macawino took his place in the old couch, ::
where one of Spice-One's other last-night girls were ::
still sleeping. "I've been thinking, with our recent ::
inactivity, maybe we should try something new?". ::
::
Spice-One stopped dancing for a moment. "Try someone ::
new you're saying? I want0r Flower!". ::
::
"No way kiddie", Flower took a huge sniff of the ::
gluecan. "But, we can dance while Macawino is ::
telling us more about his plans". He jumped up on the ::
table, loosing his borrowed .44 on the sleeping girl, ::
who now was whining loudly. ::
::
"Flower, make the girl shutup, or I have Garf pop ::
her.", Macawino yelled before letting the rest into ::
what his plan was really about. ::
::
"I think we have done enough wicked ascii productions ::
lately, we should have vacation. I was thinking of ::
visiting our friends from the Klan in �rhus. How ::
does that sound to you peeps?". ::
::
"I think it sounds good", Garflozzy said, seeing an ::
opportunity to meet his great examples from the Klan. ::
"But, ermn, isnt �rhus Klan's area? Maybe we should ::
just stay home?". ::
::
Flower came out from the nextdoor room, looking a ::
little groovy. "That should shut her up", he smiled ::
at Spice-One, who had now sat down, looking out in ::
the empty air. ::
::
"Doesnt the Klan take you for one of their own?", ::
Macawino asked Flower, who had now sat down offering ::
Spice-One some of the fresh mushies. ::
::
"Yeh Mang, it'll be cool", Flower mumbled. ::
::
"Okay, we're off the. Garf, you drive!", Macawino ::
ordered the troops out in the limo, and off they ::
were. ::
........ ::
:: .. :: HUMM, ARE WE IN INDIA YET? ::
:: ::.:: ::
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__________ o (_)________ ____ _| |_ . o _ .
___) |/ /________\ _ (_ _\ _/_______\ /____ _ (_) _______ _
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/_____\ ___. . ______ . _ . )_______\____/ \__\
____ ___) _|____/_____) /____ _______ .(_) _____ /_______\
\___\ \ \| / _ _._ /__) /____ _\ __/________ _____
/_____|_______\____\|_____ _._ _ \______._ /_) _ /_ ______
__ ________ _ . /_____\|_____\________\|____ _.__/ /___
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:: ::.:: ::
:: :
:: "Pop, pop". Garflozzy pulled the limo
:: over quick, took a quick look at the
:: scene, jumped out, rolled over the street,
:: and popped the first three people he saw
:: down.
::
:: "Can i try, can i try, can i try", Spice-One
:: whined, trying to force Garflozzy away from
:: the shooting gallery-machine. Flower grabbed
:: Spice-One in the arm, and took him to the
:: roulette instead, where the cashier welcomed
:: Flower, with a soft; "Should I place your
:: be on the usual number, Sir?". "Yes, please.
:: Can you tell me if the Klan has arrived yet btw?".
::
:: The cashier placed the bet on 7, started roulette
:: and answered back with another soft voice;
:: "Yes Sir, they are awaiting you and your
:: party in room 6. Have a nice evening".
::
:: Macawino who was drooling over some old lady
:: in the bar, took a deep sniff in the gluecan,
:: and went over to Flower and Spice-One. "Lets
:: say hi to our friends before we go party okay?".
: _
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:: "Fud you all". Garflozzy in panic-mode, popping
:: his .44 into the girl Spice-One was offered by
:: the Klan.
::
:: Macawino was already running for the door, but
:: was stopped by a speeding knife in the right leg
:: from one of the Klan members.
::
:: Flower knew it was bad habit offering the Klan
:: glue in their own district, so he had expected some
:: reaction, but not as wild as this one. Spice-One,
:: who still really hadn't done anything yet, now threw
:: himself to the ground, holding his hands over the head.
::
:: "Easy peeps". Flower was trying to make things up
:: with a really sweet voice. Garflozzy was lying on the
:: floor with two barrels pointing to his forehead.
:: "No harm done", said one of the Klan members. "Just
:: get out of our area now, okay?".
::
:: Macawino apologized for the mess, while holding his
:: leg tigth to stop the blood from looking like a little
:: fountain from his leg.
::
:: On the way out, Spice-One bought a couple of cans of
:: glue, and a few fresh mushies to show a bit of goodwill,
:: whereafter he ran like hell to the limo. Into protection
:: behind the bulletproof glass.
::
:: "No bad feelings, and see you soon", Flower thanked the
:: Klan farewell. ........
:: ...::... ::
:: HUMM, ARE WE IN INDIA YET? :: :: ::
:: ::.:: ::
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:: ... ::
:: :: :: : ::
:: ::.::... ::
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[ � S P O N S O R S � ] ::
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�1 ���" 7�� _�� __ |
__��������#r ,� ����#w__ �# ���L _��# MACAWINO |
_������������ش ��& �������#w_ _����F �����" SPICE-ONE |
_����P�"� �� ���_ "�����#w_ _���KJ�F _���#" . GARFLOZZY |
��M J�F ���Q �����w��#� J�L����ذ | ._ FLOWER |
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:: LOVE GOES TO:
::
:: MACAWINO, SPICE-ONE, MJOLNIR, EXILE, NMANCER,
:: HIRO, MOTION MAN, TINYZ, POSKGUBBE, BOHEME,
:: FATAL, TRIVIAL, SERIAL TOON (YOU THINK ITS GOOD NOW? :),
:: MARTZ, MR.MOX, STEN&PATRI, DRONE&DEATURE,
:: THE BEST, ENZO, HUEZO, DARKTROOPER (TG98 RIDE :), XCON,
:: MORBID&GOLLIE, SPEED DEVIL, WHODINI, SEXYLEGS!!,
:: STZ, ZINKO, LEATHERFACE, WIZKIID&BALOO, SUPER MONKEY,
:: DENUDE! AND ALL I'VE FORGOTTEN.
::
:: NOT TO FORGET THESE SWEET CREWS:
::
:: KLAN, DASK, REMORSE, PHUNK, HOS, E^P, LP!, KWEST,
:: AND ALL OTHER ASCII GROUPS/SCENE GROUPS IN GENERAL!
::
:: A SPECIAL "THANK YOU" TO SPICE-ONE, MACAWINO
:: AND GARFLOZZY. WITHOUT YOU AND THE ACTIONS YOU
:: TOOK, THERE WOULD BE NO DOCUMENTARY STORY IN THIS
:: COLLECTION.
::
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J U N G L E MAS S IVE - FU GEE S ::
D OO R S - M I LES DA V I S - THE WH O ::
B O B M A R LEY - FR A NK ZAP P A ::
DJ ^J AS PER - MIS C DR U M ' N' BAS S ::
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:: ' '
:: After sniffing some relaxing glue on
:: the way home in the limo, Garflozzy
:: suddenly realized that he had taken a
:: wrong turn somewhere, and they were
:: now already halfway to India.
::
:: "Wtf, lets goto India and have some sweet
:: small indian girls", Spice-One mumbled.
::
:: "Sweet", Flower mentioned, almost asleep.
:: "We can go visit muh friend Habib if you
:: like?".
::
:: "No more of your friends please". Macawino
:: was tired too, and all he really wanted was
:: to pickup some german alpen m�dchen to lick
:: his wounds, the rest of the way to their destination.
::
:: "Gaab", it was late, and they had to move on...
::
:: ........
:: NO HAPPY END, BUT LIFE DOESNT ...::... ::
:: USUALLY COME WITH "HAPPY ENDINGS". :: :: ::
:: ::.:: ::
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