Off Topic Ranieri, Taylor, Drogs, Spy: KGB vs BI Game

THIS! I need a break.

Just in case I'm not around when you start, I'll cast the first vote now - I vote OBI WAN!

 

JPF - thanks. I thoroughly enjoyed this s**t. When I became evil, it took over my life. Once my arch nemesis gcb locked on, it became a mission. He is gonna be disappointed they did not take heed of his warning

 

I am looking forward to the GCB "I told you so" rant!

 

Next time....Mafia gang war?

 

I have to say a massive thankyou to my parents for having me and also to JPF for not revealing I was the father of Christine Keeler's first child which may have given the game away.

Thankfully work commitments have meant that I couldn't f#ck it up completely......by not being on here that much.

My fellow comrades were outstanding and a huge thanks to JPG for the whole thing......

Ps..Trevor, give us a kiss

 

Trev is my new favourite poster

 

I almost feel bad for the way I befriended you and Trevor after the pm, ACS kill and subsequent conversion. Almost, then I take another sip of this high class vodka.

 

Cold War Is Over!!!​

But British Intelligence's Champagne Is On Ice...​

A night after the brutal but kinky murder of shamed British Intelligence traitor, Kim Philby (code-named: Obi Wan), the Cold War has come to an end. Unfortunately, the next edition of the Not606 Daily Soiled Rag, if there is to be one, shall be in Russian, as Secret Service forces have failed in their attempt to secure prized information from double agents such as Anthony Blunt (ACS) and Donald Maclean (Pulp), which ultimately lead to Russian scientists learning of a way to single handedly disable British weaponry and allow Soviet armies to sue for peace. The price will be heavy.

Though last night it was uncovered that Philby (Obi Wan) was taken down by an investigatory team comprised mostly of MI5 agents, and a five year old girl who out-karate-ed the old goat, it seems the re-death of Zombie GCB, an MI5 Officer back from the grave, sparked the chaotic scenes which lead to the Iron Fist's finest moment. A day after the rotten, bloated corpse of Philby was found by necrophiliac fishermen, being passed around a porpoise family and a pod of dolphins like a beach-ball sex-toy near Canary Wharf, GCB's once-undead, now definitely unequivocally dead remains were found with a shotgun wound to the head and several Americans displaying typical social dynamic angst and heart-ache (including one broody but mysterious handsome guy who's the leader, an old guy who everyone knows will die at some point, and a hot woman... Because... duhhhh) wooping around like they'd just saved a TV series from being cancelled, which apparently sealed the fate on documents containing especially important documentary information on Western Bloc weaponry falling into the hands of the Rocky IV enemies.

Philby, a leading figure in the capture of information, is rumoured to have been defeated by an old asthmatic with a pointy stick before being thrown into the deep to become the marine life's sexual chew toy. One thing that has been ascertained, however, is that a letter found in his home (amongst a weird collection of laser dildo's, long robes and the original designs for "Hello Kitty") states his obvious KGB connections, and indeed casts a very long shadow on the internal investigation to root out him and his fellow traitors:

"Lord Nelson, Lord Beaverbrook, Sir Winston Churchill, Sir Anthony Eden, Clement Attlee, Henry Cooper, James Bond, Johnny English, Less Hope Than Neville, Rolando, BTK, Tash, Tasty, Trev, GCB, BRS, mrtiote, MMS, DT, Indy, we have beaten them all, we have beaten them all. Maggie Thatcher – GCB - can you hear me? Your boys took a hell of a beating! Your boys took a hell of a beating!"
Мы победили!
Мы победили!
Мы победили!
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In other news, Oleg Lyalin (or David Moyes' wife, as David Moyes and his friends refer to her), a double-agent converted back to the KGB side recently, has also died. Everybody cares as he single handedly pulled more wool over the BI's eyes than then entire Southern Welsh Valley male voice choir pull over their fellow choristers at a 'Flossy and Hew' Man vs Sheep gang bang.

Well played everyone, thanks for making the game what it was

 

Well played KGB...Knew DMW was one of them since Lyalin hasn't saved anyone for about a week

 

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As it's you Jim....



Always did like you with that red lipstick..



It goes with your eyes....

As for DMW..

probably played everyone the best



but did have suspicions between you and GCB's and that's why voted the way I did at the end but JPF and his small print...



Where did that piece of straw get to.....

 

I had to befriend you and Less Hope, GCB was never gonna be my friend was he

Of course I'm now screwed for all future games "he's lying kill him, remember Oleg"

There's more chance of the mackems qualifying for Europe than there is me being believed. Ok I probably took that too far.

JPF is both a genius and a complete a-hole. The way he maniuplated the game was ridiculous. When he told you our plan at the end I couldn't type the PM quick enough. I've had to start a new voodoo doll (this one is fat too) I think the fact we all knew it would before it started somehow made this acceptable.

 

Actually, I'm not sure you did to be honest....

I know who has my first vote in the next one regardless of which team he's on...........

Not that I hold grudges.

 

I'm gonna the sort of protective ability in the next one JPF by the looks of it.............

 

to save time when we start the next one, I'll get this over and done with now - I nominate DMW

 

JPF - As Mod I was bombarded with a huge petition of one via PM to get Oleg's death properly recognised.
Hope you don't mind a last minute edit...

 

On a side note shal lwe give JPF the 'Thread of the Year' award now or later?

 

Think we should create a special award in his honour. Plus it's not fair on the other threads.

 

The outstanding conribution to forum life award
The Clockwork Orange award for messing with so many peoples head....

 

The 'Memento' Award, for constantly having to refer back to previous scribblings..