And lo! I come to fulfil your quest. The answer is:
Three six zero, zero two one, five four seven, eight five eight, two two one, five three three point two three.
Verily do I not see what the fuss was about, and thusly claim my prize.
The frankly bloody irritating Charmed Quirk
Edited by: The tapdancing typewriter at: 5/14/03 10:21:46 am
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(5/14/03 1:51 pm)
43.
No! Fool of a typewriter. He means like this:
Three hundred and sixty billiard, twenty-one billion, five hundred and forty-seven milliard, eight hundred and fifty-eight million, two hundred and twenty-one thousand, five hundred and thirty-three point two three.
Or in american, whichever you prefer:
Three hundred and sixty quadrillion, twenty-one trillion, five hundred and forty-seven billion, eight hundred and fifty-eight million, two hundred and twenty-one thousand, five hundred and thirty-three point two three. - MathBOB.
45.
Thus the Girl in the Gooseberry returns (to quell any ideas that she may have been killed or consumed by the evil rabbit) from the perilous land of organic chemistry revision and evil gas companies threatening to cut off my supply unless I give them a million gold sovereigns in the next 2 seconds, whilst dancing on one leg and singing 'Oh I do like to be beside the seaside...'. (OK, maybe it wasn't that bad, but it felt like it.) However, trouble still looms in this far off land, and I must swiftly return, lest bailiffs come and take away all my worldly possessions...
Man On A Flaming Pie ...
Posts: 382
(5/14/03 9:31 pm)
46.All together now! *sings* Veeeeerrilyyyy, verily, verilyyyyyyy, veeeeriiiiiilyyyyyy!
For yea, my search party hath succeeded, even if you lot were too lazy to join me. The fruits of my labours are present! HUZZAH!
~ She Who Shall Be Hereby Known As Victorious, And WibblyEdited by: softer silence at: 5/14/03 9:35:49 pm
The Nth verse, part deux.
All hail, the saviour hast returneth! Fear not o holy one, for shouldst thou loseth thine supply of gas, us less worthy prophets shall give up ours in order to please you! Be kind to us, o one of entrapment for we are trying to do what is right. - The Jacket Potato of Holiness
48.
Smite me not, for I speaketh the truth - everyone is less worthy than the girl in the gooseberry, for she is the saviour, the greatest of greats, the highest of highs, the almighty one! O yea, thou shalt also survive thine very first driving lesson, having taken on main roads and roundabouts! - The Jacket Potato of Driving.
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Posts: 497
(5/15/03 5:53 pm)
50.
Verily she's bloody not! Are you sure you're in the right place Spuddo? You're beginning to sound like a minion. - Bob the God
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Posts: 414
(5/15/03 7:55 pm)
42.
Verily do I not knoweth what verse number this wasth supposed to be. But verily hath I aslo... forgotton what I wereth going to say. Crap.
Hello saviour.
(to be said in the same camp american accent as hello thailor)
- a really really random prophet of random randoness and the Author Of All That Is Reading Over My Shoulder
Ha! Fool am I none, MathBOB, but merely being irritating by deliberately misunderstanding our vampiric colleague. Since thou hast besmirched the illustrious name of the Charmed Quirk, I challenge thee to a duel, upon King's Bridge at midnight on Tuesday, for verily is it legal there. Weapons shall be a troupe of rabid wallabies with water pistols. Who seconds me?
The indignant Charmed Quirk
Man On A Flaming Pie ...
Posts: 383
(5/17/03 2:19 pm)
54. (probably)I second thee, and bring water balloons as backup!
~ She Who Shall Be Hereby Known As HeroicEdited by: softer silence at: 5/17/03 2:20:41 pm
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(5/18/03 10:02 am)
55.
Instant WOOHAA!! Thushly I finish this book, AND! in an extraordinary feat of doing two things at the same time I do verily accept your challenge, you lightfooted wordprocesser.
Here endeth the seveth book of truth ..... I think. - MathBOB.
The Real Final Verse (aka 55, part deux).
Cotton Wool you are mistaken, for the numerous numbering errors hath fooled you; this verse is indeed the final verse and so therefore I am the greatest! Verily. Wahahaha! - The Jacket Potato Of Greatness.
Edited by: vampirescarabus at: 5/18/03 2:51:06 pm
- MathBOB.
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