"Good Morning Class" -- The Coinalot World Series of Grading

In the Kingdom of Coinalot, the atmosphere is electric (even though electricity has yet to be invented). It's the World Series of Grading Day! The Castle is festooned with banners and flags. Jugglers, clowns, fire-eaters and minstrels stroll through the courtyard, while Knights and Squires strike heroic poses. A great trumpet blast announces the arrival of The Sheriff of Homerun Hall and his entourage. The Sheriff dismounts. King ArtR of Coinalot steps forth to greet them.
King ArtR: Noble Sheriff! We are honored by your presence!
The Sheriff of Homerun Hall: (sneering) Been drinking the Koolaid again, ArtR? (looking around him) Coinalot... it's been awhile. (addressing the crowd)
CITZENS OF COINALOT! I BRING YOU GLAD TIDINGS! ...Thee, who baggeth on me... shall now be put to a test! You shall send forth your best to grade two coins! One coin shall be yours... and one shall be mine! You who cannot even grade thy own coin correctly--shall be put to death!
The crowd: Gasp!
The Sheriff: You who can grade thy own coin--but cannot grade mine... SHALL BE PUT TO DEATH!
The crowd: GASP!
The Sheriff: Those lucky few who do grade both coins correctly shall forfeit your lands and have your families sold into bondage! ANY QUESTIONS????!
--Silence--
Knave XpipedreamR: (raising hand) I got one...
The Sheriff: (narrowing his eyes) Yes?
Knave XpipedreamR: What's yer eBay ID, dude?
The Sheriff: (calmly) My eBay ID?
Knave XpipedreamR: Yeah man....
The Sheriff: (quietly) You really want to know...
Knave XpipedreamR: Totally!
The Sheriff: (leaping at his throat) YOU WANT MY CREDIT CARD NUMBER TOO PUNK!!!!! HOW ABOUT MY SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER!!????? WHY I OUGHTA----
King ArtR and some other Knights pull The Sheriff kicking and screaming off Knave XpipedreamR
King ArtR: Sheriff! Sheriff!! Let's get back to the challenge!
Jester Shiroh: Yea, verily!
Knave XpipedreamR: (brushing himself off) That was so uncool, dude!
The Sheriff: (adjusting his jerkin) Sorry.... Bring forth the first challenger!
Trumpets sound and the crowd parts as mighty Sir Legend comes forth in full battle armor. The helmet visor is down
The Sheriff: (puzzled) You have the visage of a warrior, yet something about you is different... (he sniffs) I can't quite place it. (sniff) You smell different than the other Knights...
Sir Legend: (deep, deep voice) I use scented bath soap your Lordship.
The Sheriff: How very odd? Why?
Sir Legend: To cleanse myself of those I have slain....
The Sheriff: Why do you slay people, O Knight?
Sir Legend: Why not?
The Sheriff: (smiling) I think I like you. Show me your coin and tell me it's grade!
Sir Legend pulls out a 1913 Liberty Nickel and holds it up for the crowd to see
The crowd: GASP!!!!!!
The Sheriff: (unimpressed) And what is it's grade, Good Knight?
Sir Legend: M'Lord... it cannot be graded. (Sir Legend falls to one knee) This coin transcends earthly grades.
The Sheriff: You are wrong, Sir Knight! It can be graded! I shall tell you what it grades. It grades P... O... S! IT GRADES POS AND YOU LOSE!!!!!! (singing) kill him!
The crowd: GASP!
Sir Legend raises, picks up The Sheriff by the throat and lifts him high in the air
Sir Legend: Show me your coin!!!!
Squire Airplanenut: (whispering) cool.
To Be Continued....
King ArtR: Noble Sheriff! We are honored by your presence!
The Sheriff of Homerun Hall: (sneering) Been drinking the Koolaid again, ArtR? (looking around him) Coinalot... it's been awhile. (addressing the crowd)
CITZENS OF COINALOT! I BRING YOU GLAD TIDINGS! ...Thee, who baggeth on me... shall now be put to a test! You shall send forth your best to grade two coins! One coin shall be yours... and one shall be mine! You who cannot even grade thy own coin correctly--shall be put to death!
The crowd: Gasp!
The Sheriff: You who can grade thy own coin--but cannot grade mine... SHALL BE PUT TO DEATH!
The crowd: GASP!
The Sheriff: Those lucky few who do grade both coins correctly shall forfeit your lands and have your families sold into bondage! ANY QUESTIONS????!
--Silence--
Knave XpipedreamR: (raising hand) I got one...
The Sheriff: (narrowing his eyes) Yes?
Knave XpipedreamR: What's yer eBay ID, dude?
The Sheriff: (calmly) My eBay ID?
Knave XpipedreamR: Yeah man....
The Sheriff: (quietly) You really want to know...
Knave XpipedreamR: Totally!
The Sheriff: (leaping at his throat) YOU WANT MY CREDIT CARD NUMBER TOO PUNK!!!!! HOW ABOUT MY SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER!!????? WHY I OUGHTA----
King ArtR and some other Knights pull The Sheriff kicking and screaming off Knave XpipedreamR
King ArtR: Sheriff! Sheriff!! Let's get back to the challenge!
Jester Shiroh: Yea, verily!
Knave XpipedreamR: (brushing himself off) That was so uncool, dude!
The Sheriff: (adjusting his jerkin) Sorry.... Bring forth the first challenger!
Trumpets sound and the crowd parts as mighty Sir Legend comes forth in full battle armor. The helmet visor is down
The Sheriff: (puzzled) You have the visage of a warrior, yet something about you is different... (he sniffs) I can't quite place it. (sniff) You smell different than the other Knights...
Sir Legend: (deep, deep voice) I use scented bath soap your Lordship.
The Sheriff: How very odd? Why?
Sir Legend: To cleanse myself of those I have slain....
The Sheriff: Why do you slay people, O Knight?
Sir Legend: Why not?
The Sheriff: (smiling) I think I like you. Show me your coin and tell me it's grade!
Sir Legend pulls out a 1913 Liberty Nickel and holds it up for the crowd to see
The crowd: GASP!!!!!!
The Sheriff: (unimpressed) And what is it's grade, Good Knight?
Sir Legend: M'Lord... it cannot be graded. (Sir Legend falls to one knee) This coin transcends earthly grades.
The Sheriff: You are wrong, Sir Knight! It can be graded! I shall tell you what it grades. It grades P... O... S! IT GRADES POS AND YOU LOSE!!!!!! (singing) kill him!
The crowd: GASP!
Sir Legend raises, picks up The Sheriff by the throat and lifts him high in the air
Sir Legend: Show me your coin!!!!
Squire Airplanenut: (whispering) cool.
To Be Continued....
Brevity is the soul of wit. --William Shakespeare
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Mayhap you will be able to talk your flock into taking up the coin challenge even now being proferred in the sainted World Coin forum?
is that you end up being governed by inferiors. – Plato
<< <i>Thee, who baggeth on me... shall now be put to a test! >>
no sarcasm there!
YES! You guessed it! A DARKSIDE coin!!!
"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you." -Luke 11:9
"Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God is one LORD: And thou shalt love the LORD thy God with all thine heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might." -Deut. 6:4-5
"For the LORD is our judge, the LORD is our lawgiver, the LORD is our king; He will save us." -Isaiah 33:22
<< <i>To Be Continued.... >>
When? Please hurry!
Camelot
<< <i>Why is it Sir Legend, Why not Lady Legend? >>
I'm sure that all will be revealed in the fullness of time, IE; part two.
Russ, NCNE
Here's a warning parable for coin collectors...
and it sets us apart from practitioners and consultants. Gregor
Proud member of TCCS!
the barren plains. To harken to a bygone era of debauchery, pilage, plunder and
all forms of swinish and carnal pleasures. It is once again the fetid grandure of Coinalot,
resplendent in its forlorn heroes, its destitute peasents and its magnificent barbarity.
Yaaaa for Coinalot, long may its standards waive over the myasmic , polluted and
methane infested Bay of E. Where, and only where, wrong is right, bad is good
and good is worse. Sir Bear
Camelot
<< <i>
The Sheriff: (adjusting his jerkin)
>>
We all know the sheriff eats lasagna, now we know what he does with his pickle....
sorry, there's always one in the crowd.
42/92
Many of you need to stay well for a long long time
Marc
sort of nibble around the edges for a bit.
Camelot
Capped Bust Half Series
Capped Bust Half Dime Series
You put your Mercshirt on and buy a new Carver and the creative juices start flowing! About Dam@ time too I might add.
Regards,
Wayne
Wayne
www.waynedriskillminiatures.com
If I wasn't planning to have you shot some episode in the near future, I'd ask you to be "The Bard."
Good to hear from you all---you can blame Coin Addict for this, if the guy hadn't gone and stirred up all the old threads I probably would just be sitting here with my drool cup. As per usual.
Mark my words there will be a part 2 soon.
Can't leave The Sheriff of Homerun Hall hanging (so to speak) now can we?
PS--My money's on Sir Legend.
Obscurum per obscurius
Clankeye,
My money is on you
Great start to a deadly story.
Come on over ... to The Dark Side!
After a stressful and hectic day is was a great pleasure to fire up the coin forum and see this.
Thanks, all is well with the world once again.
Oh man the pictures in my head for this one
09/07/2006
Apropos of the coin posse/aka caca: "The longer he spoke of his honor, the tighter I held to my purse."
For this long dark period of sodden dispair, the miasma of fetid
stench, is there no end to the agony and torment. Must we face week after week,
and endless parade of meaningless time without new stories. I canst continue in this
horrid way I tell you, I just canst. If we, for just one bright and shinning moment, could again
be cast in Coinalot, to revel in its splendor even as we unravil our senses. To dream. to hope
to cast out our arms, to again reach for the unreachable star,.O noble Bard, free us once again
from the mundane, the hopeless, the wretched station that we must endure. Pleeeezzzzz, give us
intellectual sustinance, give us a...................................................................................................story.
Camelot
Camelot