So, yesterday you Met Smonk. Today, you learn how you can Get Smonk. This is how the lucky reader/Smonk recipient will be determined:
- Comment here as you please
- Whenever this thread goes without a comment for 48 hours, the reader who made the last comment wins! (comments from the Sons don't count)
- For your convenience, a "SoSG Smonkstakes" link to this thread has been placed on the sidebar.
Nothing more to it. Probably the simplest SoSG competition yet. Any questions ask here. I will leave you with more photos of Smonk during his SoSG tattoo surgical procedure:
Let the war of attrition begin!
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HAN: (into transmitter) Whoa! Wait a minute! Let me explain.
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INTERCOM VOICE: You will not deviate from your present course.
THREEPIO: Rather touchy, aren't they?
LEIA: I thought you knew this person.
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Chewie barks and growls at his boss.
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HAN: (to Chewie) Well, that was a long time ago. I'm sure he's
forgotten about that.
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INTERCOM VOICE: Permission granted to land on Platform
Three-two-seven.
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HAN: (into transmitter) Thank you.
Oh Snap! It's a fucking stuffed toy people. WTF!?!?!?
Angry, Han snaps off the intercom. Chewie looks at him and
grunts. Han turns to the worried princess and her droid.
I think it's become a matter of principle
HAN: There's nothing to worry about. We go way back, Lando and me.
Leia doesn't look convinced.
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LEIA: Who's worried?
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EXTERIOR: CLOUD CITY -- MILLENNIUM FALCON -- CLOUD CARS
The clouds part to reveal a full view of the city as it
bobs in and out of the cloud surface. The cloud cars and the
Falcon head for the gleaming white metropolis.
EXTERIOR: LANDING PLATFORM -- DOOR OF MILLENNIUM FALCON
Han and Leia stand at the open door, armed. Behind them,
Chewie, also armed, surveys the scene warily.
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THREEPIO: Oh. No one to meet us.
Punch.
LEIA: I don't like this.
You're just going to have to suck it up then, Leia. If that is your real name.
HAN: Well, what would you like?
I would like a cheeseburger with fries and a Coke.
THREEPIO: Well, they did let us land.
Land what? Is this some kind of drug bust?
HAN: Look, don't worry. Everything's going to be fine. Trust me.
Coulier got some from Alanis. She @#$%$%$ his @#$% and @#$%$# in her @#$# and @#$% and #$%$%$3$%.
Why should I trust you? Who are you anyway? What is this? Where am I? What happened to my teeth? YOU STOLE MY SOUL!!!
INTERIOR: CLOUD CITY -- CORRIDOR -- DAY
Lando Calrissian, a suave, dashing black man in his
thirties, leads a group of aides and some Cloud City guard
rapidly toward the landing platform. The group, like the other
citizens of the city, is a motley collection of aliens,
droids, and humans of all descriptions. Lando has a grim
expression on his face as he moves onto the landing platform.
PUNCH
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EXTERIOR: LANDING PLATFORM -- DOOR OF MILLENNIUM FALCON
HAN: See? My friend. (to Chewie) Keep your eyes open, okay?
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Chewie growls as Han walks down the ramp. Lando and his men
head across the bridge to meet the space pirate.
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EXTERIOR: CLOUD CITY -- LANDING PLATFORM
Lando stops ten feet from Han. The two men eye each other
carefully. Lando shakes his head.
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LANDO: Why, you slimy, double-crossing, no-good swindler! You've got a
lot of guts coming here, after what you pulled.
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Han points to himself innocently, mouthing, "Me?"
Lando moves threateningly toward Han. Suddenly, he throws
his arms around his startled, long-lost friend and embraces
him.
I didn't order that pizza
LANDO: (laughs) How you doing, you old pirate? So good to see you! I
never thought I'd catch up with you again. Where you been?
Smonky smonk women
gimme gimme gimme
the Smonky smonk blues
The two old friends embrace, laughing and chuckling.
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EXTERIOR: LANDING PLATFORM -- DOOR OF MILLENNIUM FALCON.
THREEPIO: Well, he seems very friendly.
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LEIA: (wary) Yes...very friendly.
I didn't order that pizza, your honor, I'm not even a fan of anchovies.
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EXTERIOR: CLOUD CITY -- LANDING PLATFORM
LANDO: What are you doing here?
The only thing better than a cow is a human! Unless you need milk. Then you really need a cow.
HAN: (gestures toward the Falcon) Ahh...repairs. I thought you could
help me out.
Excellent! Let's make some LSD!
heh
I plan to urinate in 23 minutes. I'm telling you because I'm going to need help unzipping my fly.
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Once you are given the order to put on the headphones, do not remove them under any circumstances. If you do, you may die a gruesome and horrible death. Thank you for your attention and have a nice day.
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What's the ugliest
part of your body?
What's the ugliest
part of your body?
Some say your nose
Some say your toes
But I think it's your mind
LANDO: (in mock panic) What have you done to my ship?
THE MIND IS GOD!!!
HAN: Your ship? Hey, remember, you lost her to me fair and square.
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To understand what happened at the diner, we use Mr. Papaya. This is upsetting because he is the friendliest of fruits.
Chewie growls a reserved greeting. Lando suddenly notices
the princess and smiles.
They all died, young lady. Horrible and most likely painful death. You see, when you open new doors, there is a price to pay. Now imagine... tonight, you look under your bed, and, lo and behold, you find a monster! And you're immediately eaten. Now, if you hadn't looked for the monster, you wouldn't have found it and you'd still be happy in your beds, instead of being slowly digested in the stomach sack of the creature. But, with any luck, your sister or your brothers might have heard your screams, and your endeavor will serve as a valuable lesson to them.
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Brain and the mind are capable of so much. Don't you see that? That the brain is consciousness, hmm? The mind is God! There are no limits. Except for those that we impose on ourselves. Open your eyes. Open, open. Inspiration is everywhere. Do you know how lucky you are to play in this sandbox?
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LANDO: Hello. What have we here? Welcome. I'm Lando Calrissian. I'm
the administrator of this facility. and who might you be?
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DELICIOUS, STRAWBERRY-FLAVORED DEATH!!!
Damn. I totally forgot about this thread. T
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Brown Betty
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The No-Brainer
LEIA: Leia.
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Northwest Passage
LANDO: Welcome, Leia.
The Same Old Story
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August
Lando bows before Leia and kisses her hand.
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HAN: All right, all right, you old smoothie.
Han takes Leia by the hand and steers her away from Lando.
Bad Dreams
THREEPIO: Hello, sir. I am See-Threepio, human-cyborg relations. My
facilities are at your...
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The Plateau
THREEPIO: Hello, sir. I am See-Threepio, human-cyborg relations. My
facilities are at your...
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In Which We Meet Mr. Jones
Before Threepio can finish his self-introduction, Lando has
turned to follow Han and Leia, who are walking toward the
city.
Night of Desirable Objects
THREEPIO: Well, really!
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hate Hate HATE
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Chaotic times, aren't they? Chaotic times indeed.
Lando, his aide, Lobot, and Han lead the way across the
bridge, followed by Threepio, Chewie and Leia.
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LANDO: What's wrong with the Falcon?
Dreamscape
HAN: Hyperdrive.
There's More than One of Everything
LANDO: I'll get my people to work on it.
Smonk
HAN: Good.
A New Day in the Old Town
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Lando turns to Leia.
wow, it was getting close there. i totally forgot about this
LANDO: You know, that ship saved my life quite a few times. She's the
fastest hunk of junk in the galaxy.
Whoa, 42.5 hours without a comment, just 5.5 short...is that the closest the game has come to ending?
The Box
@ek, i think this was probably the closest it's been.
INTERIOR: CLOUD CITY -- CORRIDOR
The group has crossed the narrow bridge and entered the
city. They walk down the lovely Art Deco passageway, rounding
several corners and passing many small plazas as they go.
Threepio lags a bit behind.
Notice what I don't do
when the stress steps to me
Whatever your complaint
so sue me
HAN: How's the gas mine? Is it paying off for you?
The Arrival
LANDO: Oh, not as well as I'd like. We're a small outpost and not very
self-sufficient. And I've had supply problems of every kind. I've had
labor difficulties...(catches Han grinning at him) What's so funny?
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HAN: You. Listen to you -- you sound like a businessman, a responsible
leader. Who'd have thought that, huh?
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Punch.
Augmentation.
I has a sad
A big sad
By jove
Okami
Pie
Martin Luther King/Eldrige Cleaver Memorial Park
There is no Tuttle.
Stay!
Work!
Learn!
Live!
Earn!
Give!
Stay or fight?
What's right?
PUNCH
LISTEN!
RIGHT
POKE
SON
KICK
Hook!
Cross!
FADE
HATE
DUNK
SHOOT
BAM!
POW
SMACK
GRASP
SCROTCH
SPIT
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Lando is reflective. He looks at Han a moment.
SLAM
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SCRAWL
SCRAP
FLING
POINT
LANDO: You know, seeing you sure brings back a few things.
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SMACK
SMASH
SCROTCH
'Cause I can't get into it
Unless I get out of it
An' I gotta get out of it
Before I get into it
'Cause i never get into it
Unless I get out of it
An' I gotta be out of it
To get myself into it
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