Capitalistic Brainstorm

[Symphony]

I just had a hot idea.  


With the variety of contriubtors here, what if we somehow pooled those talents/skills, to make a buck or two?  

We're all meeting here, bringing each his/her own skills/knowledge.

Wouldn't it be neat if we could turn that knowhow, that experience and knowledge, that we are all bringing here, into viable income??

bep is former law enforcement, Petro former fire fighter(I think), Broken is a trained academic, Whitehorse(hmmm, scratches wooden head, what IS Whitehorse, anyway...??), Symphony is, um, the resident idiot(hehe,  ), etc....??


   

[Tibby]

Right...

You need help man.

[Willowbirch]

I eat things! Can we use that talent somehow? Pleeeeease?

[ollie]

I eat things! Can we use that talent somehow? Pleeeeease?

How about as a disposal?
 

[ollie]

I just had a hot idea.  


With the variety of contriubtors here, what if we somehow pooled those talents/skills, to make a buck or two?  

We're all meeting here, bringing each his/her own skills/knowledge.

Wouldn't it be neat if we could turn that knowhow, that experience and knowledge, that we are all bringing here, into viable income??

bep is former law enforcement, Petro former fire fighter(I think), Broken is a trained academic, Whitehorse(hmmm, scratches wooden head, what IS Whitehorse, anyway...??), Symphony is, um, the resident idiot(hehe,  ), etc....??


   

Don't forget the antagonists. If a restaurant is started they can keep the pot stirred.

[Whitehorse]

...Yeah...what am I?

I say Symphony is the resident philosopher.  

[nChrist]

I'll volunteer to be the Ben-gay poster boy if Ollie will keep the pot stirred.  

[Tibby]

I can be the quirky Comic relief! Just give me a rubber dog puppet and a cigar and call me Triumph! I keed, I joke-a withhhhh you!

I say we meet in the middle and make Sym an the resident Idiotic Philosopher!

Willow as the disposal... I like it! What happens when we have to dispose of less Edible objects? Like empty pens and old staplers and Cyanide left over from our last “operation.”

[Whitehorse]

Ewww! Cyanide? Hahaha!  

[Willowbirch]

Ewww! Cyanide? Hahaha!  

Cyanide...sionara!  

[Tibby]

Hey, you never know, the military might accidentally contract us for some reason!

Oh come on, Willow, where is your faith?

[Whitehorse]

Ewww! Cyanide? Hahaha!  

Cyanide...sionara!  

Or, Cyanara, for Tibby's enjoyment.  

[Tibby]

Hey, what did I tell you about Pun!?



 

[Whitehorse]

You puntificated that non-funny punnies were no pun at all!  

[Symphony]

Huh, Whitehorse?  That was funny.  Er, um, punny.  (Or should that be puny?     )


the military might accidentally contract us for some reason!

...With an emphasis on the word accidentally.  

Oh and Tibby, you mean they need a reason??   Hehe.  


Hmmm, idiotic philospher.   (scratches wooden head, stares out window...)

Yes, I think I could fulfill that vacancy.  


Let me go study for it.