Question: How can I prepare mashed potatoes for my toddler?
Answer: Bring 3 tablespoons milk and 2 tablespoons water just to a boil. Remove from heat. Stir in 3 tablespoons potato flakes. Let stand 30 seconds or until liquid is absorbed. Whip with fork until potatoes are desired consistency. Cool slightly.
I see we have smurfed the thieves guild, well done. There seem to be others who challenge our superiority, I think we should move against them soon.
Yes. We will not stop until all are assimilated into the visage of our dread lord.
Hey, we weren't assimilated into you! We just got tired of cleaning up the smuf corpses so we signed a non-aggression pact.
True. We haven't assimilated you...yet. Continue to make alliances behind our back with the frog cult and you will face our wrath. However, we are the two strongest cults on the board. If we combined our forces, we could bring all others to their knees. Something to think about.
True. We haven't assimilated you...yet. Continue to make alliances behind our back with the frog cult and you will face our wrath. However, we are the two strongest cults on the board. If we combined our forces, we could bring all others to their knees. Something to think about.
{affixes monocle}
Didn't you hear me, ol' bean? I just came from a chance mistep into their lair, and they seem to be gathering even now! I may not know a zombie from a robot, but these thieves were definitely plotting a sortie if not an alliance, and if a man-jack cannot retire to his club to eat, drink, and sleep in peace, why I don't know what's left of civilization!
{rushes to his room to retrieve his spare pith helmet and riding crop. When he returns, he readies an oversized spray bottle of SP 50}
True. We haven't assimilated you...yet. Continue to make alliances behind our back with the frog cult and you will face our wrath. However, we are the two strongest cults on the board. If we combined our forces, we could bring all others to their knees. Something to think about.
{affixes monocle}
Didn't you hear me, ol' bean? I just came from a chance mistep into their lair, and they seem to be gathering even now! I may not know a zombie from a robot, but these thieves were definitely plotting a sortie if not an alliance, and if a man-jack cannot retire to his club to eat, drink, and sleep in peace, why I don't know what's left of civilization!
{rushes to his room to retrieve his spare pith helmet and riding crop. When he returns, he readies an oversized spray bottle of SP 50}
Now, now, Jack. We said nothing of the sort. Panama probably just been out in the sun too long.
True. We haven't assimilated you...yet. Continue to make alliances behind our back with the frog cult and you will face our wrath. However, we are the two strongest cults on the board. If we combined our forces, we could bring all others to their knees. Something to think about.
{affixes monocle}
Didn't you hear me, ol' bean? I just came from a chance mistep into their lair, and they seem to be gathering even now! I may not know a zombie from a robot, but these thieves were definitely plotting a sortie if not an alliance, and if a man-jack cannot retire to his club to eat, drink, and sleep in peace, why I don't know what's left of civilization!
{rushes to his room to retrieve his spare pith helmet and riding crop. When he returns, he readies an oversized spray bottle of SP 50}
Yes, I just heard. I have heard of a growing alliance against us. We must take arms. We will destroy these infidels. Get the the little blue guys ready!
We need a doorman...who let's these scalliwags in, what what?
I remember in the Officer's Club in Burma, we had a doorman...a gurkha...enormous fellow! Kept out the undesirables.
Why did you step in front of the other one? Oh well, as you said, back-stabbers and such--occupational hazard! {Hands thief a handkerchief.} Never let my enemy say I am not an officer and a gentleman.
Are we even allowed to speak at our own place? I see more pinky faces than hansome tin chins! What the heck is going on here!! Away with you softy losers!
Are we even allowed to speak at our own place? I see more pinky faces than hansome tin chins! What the heck is going on here!! Away with you softy losers!
*Grabs a solid wood baseball bat*
Just because we are skin jobs, doesn't mean our souls aren't just as metal as yours. It's just easier to get close to John Conners if we look this way.
Just because we are skin jobs, doesn't mean our souls aren't just as metal as yours. It's just easier to get close to John Conners if we look this way.
You are spared Pink chick, you re all wraped up in chains anyway. And the boss passed a memo ordering to stop the murder attempts on yo so do not fear
*walks towards the other pinky softies grasping the baseball bat with both hands*
Just because we are skin jobs, doesn't mean our souls aren't just as metal as yours. It's just easier to get close to John Conners if we look this way.
You are spared Pink chick, you re all wraped up in chains anyway. And the boss passed a memo ordering to stop the murder attempts on yo so do not fear
*walks towards the other pinky softies grasping the baseball bat with both hands*
Calm down Frat Jack. We do not war with our own, even if they our pink-skinned.
Well...yes...that's more like it...what, what? I say, I do believe I think better with a little something to calm the nerves. {Pulls out bottle of Black Seal rum}. Anyone else up for a Dark and Stormy?