Austin, agian we see there is no chicken you can posess which I cannot take away (nm)

Posted by Shawnkara from spider-wd052.proxy.aol.com on March 05, 2001 at 15:36:01:

In Reply to: I actually EXPERIENCED that scene in real life.... posted by Austin Powers on March 05, 2001 at 14:54:52:

: Well, not exactly. But it was very similar. You see, I was at the Old Country Buffet one Sunday afternoon and I grabbed the last chicken wing. I looked up and saw a furious Rosie O'Donnell who was vying for the same wing. She threw down her brand-new plate and started after me much like a bear chasing a honey-covered camper. She all of a sudden tripped over a Cub Scout troup and tumbled, hed over heels, to the ground where the inertia of her immense girth forced her huge hulking figure into a roll. All the while I was fleeing holding the chicken wing in the nook of my arm like a football. Her massive rolling body was gaining on me. I leaped over chairs and dodged fork-waving Church-goers, all of whom were crushed under Ms. O'Donnell's still rolling mass. I made my way towards the door where I lept with all my strength. I landed outside and rolled to a stop. Behind me Rosie smashed with a sickening *thud* against the normal-sized-person doorway. When the dust settled I was face to face with a busboy, who was backed up by nearly a hundred food-refillers. The busboy took my chicken wing and I was pissed.

: Austin Powers

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Comedy tip, pal..."there is no WING you can possess"...(nm) Austin Powers 15:50:21 3/05/2001 (2)
- That's your problem. I would have AT LEAST been grabbing for a BREAST! (nm) Shawnkara 21:53:13 3/05/2001 (1)
  - Good point. Come to think of it, after the recent tabloid articles I think Rosie was grabbin' for a BREAST too. (nm) Austin Powers 21:57:26 3/05/2001 (0)

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: : Well, not exactly. But it was very similar. You see, I was at the Old Country Buffet one Sunday afternoon and I grabbed the last chicken wing. I looked up and saw a furious Rosie O'Donnell who was vying for the same wing. She threw down her brand-new plate and started after me much like a bear chasing a honey-covered camper. She all of a sudden tripped over a Cub Scout troup and tumbled, hed over heels, to the ground where the inertia of her immense girth forced her huge hulking figure into a roll. All the while I was fleeing holding the chicken wing in the nook of my arm like a football. Her massive rolling body was gaining on me. I leaped over chairs and dodged fork-waving Church-goers, all of whom were crushed under Ms. O'Donnell's still rolling mass. I made my way towards the door where I lept with all my strength. I landed outside and rolled to a stop. Behind me Rosie smashed with a sickening *thud* against the normal-sized-person doorway. When the dust settled I was face to face with a busboy, who was backed up by nearly a hundred food-refillers. The busboy took my chicken wing and I was pissed.

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