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holy smokes!
I cannot begin to express the excitement I felt when I reached under the bench at clapham common station and pulled out an envelope ominously labelled 'agent baboon'. And that was just due to the huge amounts of blutack that held it in place - the best was yet to come. I managed to contain my excitement and refrain from opening it until I got home, and here is the treat that met my eyes:
Dangerous fruit indeed! Agent yaggers I salute you - you are a credit to your nation. And with penmanship like this I think that MI6 CD would be happy to have you on board. This has gone straight up on my wall!
So urged on by this excitement I am eager for more recruits - I'm prepared to go a little further out of my way now that I know the joy experienced on the recieving end. So ... baker street was it Daisy? I'll see what I can do... (sadly Xuxu you're still a little out of range...)
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(3.11.03 23:30)
Well draw one and hide it at a station! Haven't hidden one for you yet, but by criminy I will - what do you fancy? A bear? A tiger? A water feature? You name it I'll draw it.
but no bicycles.
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(4.11.03 00:52)
Holy urinals, there is a god and it is Top Banana, that ninja-dealing crimefighter. For so many years I've been saying how much bananas kick ass and finally there is hard proof.
Thank you masked-artiste!
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(4.11.03 00:54)
Wait a second, what the hell do you mean 'no bicycles'????? AAAAAAGH! You don't want me to get mad do you....?!?!?!
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(4.11.03 10:05)
You know I'm going to ask for a bicycle, don't you?
The catch is that I don't have a scanner with which to show other people my 'find'. Perhaps I'm not the best person to ask.
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(4.11.03 10:32)
Blimey, agent Yaggers has really upped the ante with that one.
I patrol the Piccadilly line from South Ken to Northfields, but as part of my undercover duties I can go out of my way to make a drop off or pick-up.
The security of the nation is at stake, dammit!
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(4.11.03 11:01)
Woo-hoo! Couldn't wait to get on line this morning to see whether you'd picked up the package.
My technique for hiding it was more sophisticated than my usual "oops, I've dropped my bag" strategy. This time, I got off the tube as if I was feeling unwell, walked down the platform and sat on the bench with my head between my knees as if feeling faint, giving me the chance to blu-tack the envelope to the underside of the seat. Cunning, eh?
This is so...much...fun.... Again! Again!
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(4.11.03 11:07)
jawj - sorry I just can't draw 'em. What is it? Like a triangle with a circle at each end?
so QOS, since it will undoubtably be the worst bicycle ever drawn I am glad no one will ever see it. I shall deposit the item shortly.
and NickD - name your subject. But it might have to be victoria or green park if they aren't too far off your beaten track.
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(4.11.03 11:13)
yaagtm - you are a natural! Name the drop off point and the subject. (though I have been somewhat intimidated by your formidable fruit drawing skills!)
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(4.11.03 11:43)
Subject - Comfortable footwear.
Drop off - same bench, Victoria line.
In Poland the borscht is weak and watery.
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(4.11.03 11:49)
Understood. In clement weather the otters frolic gaily upon the banks of the seine.
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(6.11.03 00:13)
Sorry to keep you hanging so long agent e_b. I'd be prepared to nip up to Green Park for sure.
Subject: surprised chicken.
Once the drop off is confirmed, I'll retrieve the materiel and replace it with some counter intelligence for your own eyes only (well, and the rest of MI20Six, naturally).
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(6.11.03 00:29)
Sounds good nick - but it could take a while - I have 6 other agents in the field. Have made one drop-off tonight, and suspect I may have been compromised. Will let you know when the fowl have been sufficiently startled.
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(9.11.03 10:16)
Cheers e_b - I'll await futher intelligence reports.
The west tree wavers alarmingly in a zephyr.
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