Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Chop chop!



Mr. P partakes in the relaxed, contemplative sport of hack-y-sacque.
The expedition team expresses gratitude for the erstwhile company, and takes the liberty of assuming the HQ audit will brim with favourable, port-endowed mentions.

4 comments:

mb said...

By Golly, I almost seemed to have the ball right there! But alas, it once again escaped my reach. Such is the sport of 'sacque. Must practice more, I say!

Maj. Coastnail said...

Yes indeed. Hack-y-sacque is jolly good training even for the experienced explorer. When one is not busy conquering mountains, crossing deserts or hunting polar bears etc., an explorer needs to keep his physique sharp and responsive.

Hence the Major recommends it as a part of the training programme of all acting sciex society members.

YT,
Maj. C.

Wensworth said...

I take the good Major's words to heart, and have now located my dear antique sacque. Hackyness ensues. Upon reaching 24, one became rather persuaded that defending oneself from, say, attacking infernal kangaroos with a well-aimed round kick to the nose - purely in self defense, of course - is child's play. Time for a G&T to let the lesson settle!

Maj. Coastnail said...

Good show dear Wensworth, I say! 24 is a remarkable feat even according to the rigorous society standards.

The Major is most pleased to see society members showing such exemplary dedication in keeping one's good constitution. Such good tidings lifts the Major's spirit as a good fat cigar would!

Meanwhile I hope the kangaroos down there at colonies are not giving old W. too much of a vexation.

Ta ta!
Maj. C