<wonders what Byzantine civil servants look like, anyway...>

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Metaphors be with you!

<points out to Puck the man in a pin-stripe toga, carrying a bundle of twigs tied up in red tape>

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My computer beat me at chess, but I won at kickboxing

<Tries very hard not to launch into a series of puns>

<wishes BK would launch into the puns>

<clubs Byzantine civil servant over head with still torpid bat>

<decides that that puts an end to his Byzantine politics>

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<is amazed at the ability of civil servants, any civil servants to split into twice as many civil servants at any attempt to curb their numbers>

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My computer beat me at chess, but I won at kickboxing

<watches in horror as servant rises again, then undergoes a split, to become two, each as nasty as the other>

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

There is only ONE way to reduce the numbers of public servants... You reclassify them as consultants and pay them another 25% on top of their regular wages. That way it *looks* as though the numbers are being reduced.
Of course, to do that you'd need to employ more people for facilitation, administration and other sundries.
If you employed another two thousand it could conceivably happen in the next six or seven years...

<wakes up>

<looks around and see all the civil serpents>

<looks for Puck>

<Looks for something else flammable>

<lights it throws molatove cocktail into middle of the civil serpents>


< stands back>

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Blood! Death! War! Rumpy pumpy! Triumph!

<watches as civil servants suck the life from the flames>

<starts tapping foot waiting for BK's puns>

<hopes they contain currants>

<awakes belatedly, drenched after being doused with cold water by EV>

<moves closer to the dwindling flames in hopes of drying out somewhat>

<also hopes for currants>

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'Who looks after the animals?'

<prefers biscuits>

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<agrees>

<wonders what to do now that there are now both Byzantine civil servants and serpants>

<Decides the residant zookeeper could probably deal with the serpents>

<begins humming Dukas' "The Magician's Assistant" as servants begin multiplying (a la Fantasia)>

<Is beginning to feel a little crowded in here.>

<quickly builds aircraft, herds all phorumites on and heads for less crowded (and more intact forest)>

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<is scared of heights and thus refuses to enter the aircraft>

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<lowers ceiling of aeroplane for Martin so that PrinzHilde can crawl in

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My computer beat me at chess, but I won at kickboxing

< adds a > to close SkidMarks last post>

<feeds PrinzHilde some of the 'special' Mederia cake>

<Hits PrinzHilde over the head, just to be sure>

<drags body onto plane>

<was going to suggest hypnosis>

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<was going to suggest herding all of the multiplying serpants and servants into the not-corner>

<decides airplanes are more fun>