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*Arrests the lurks and throws them in the slammer.*

Joshua J. Frost wrote:

You can't eat me! I reinvented you for our campaign setting!

Hmmm

Can we eats a Mike instead then?

*gasses the trolls*

You dare to yawn at my threats!?! I will now bring my full vengeance down upon you all. My potato gun is ready, just need to stop by Vons to pick up a few pounds of spuds. Then my mighty Wharturtle mount and I will bring doom to your doorstep. I hope no one at Paizo is attempting a low carb diet, because it will be awfully hard to maintain with a hail of spuds raining down on you all. Vengeance will be mine!!! I will feast on my victory with a side of baked potatoes that taste of Aqua Net. YOU FOOLS! YOU FOOLISH FOOLS!

*tear gas, more tear gas, and after that, tear gas, followed by a withering barrage of rubber bullets, some pepper balls, a beanbag round, and a rubber chicken from a slingshot, just in case.*

<====begins firing tear gas into the mob.

So the puns are too subtle, eh?

*leads a detachment of troops to cover the mob's most obvious route of escape and starts tear-gassing them from there, too.*