How would I know ? I never saw a Miley Cyrus video. I'm very vague as to who is Miley Cyrus exactly.
It's that sort of thing which fosters my sentiment of smug (gnomish) superiority.
And: I win !
Bald gnomes can't win.
Miley Cyrus (nee Destiny Hope Cyrus) is the daughter of Kentucky-born country singer Billy Ray Cyrus. She became a teen idol after being cast as the lead in the Disney series "Hannah Montana".
I thought gnomes prided themselves on being experts on just about everything.
Matt Damon.
Hey, there!
Don't make eye contact!
Too late! And Eye Win.
Miley Cyrus (nee Destiny Hope Cyrus) is the daughter of Kentucky-born country singer Billy Ray Cyrus. She became a teen idol after being cast as the lead in the Disney series "Hannah Montana".
I thought gnomes prided themselves on being experts on just about everything.
That's a current mistake ! The truth is that us gnomes are experts about almost anything.
But you're commendable, Snow Jade, for having attempted to plumb the depths of the Gnomish Way.
But I should warn you: in the turmoil of the multiverse, several gnomish paradigms are viying for superiority !
For example, and despite him being a god, Carl Glittergold has failed miserably at being a good gnome !
The gnome way: it's much tougher than simply being a (wimpy) god !
...
And I win !
ALL YOUR THONGS ARE BELONG TO US !
Thongs are unsanitary and a danger to one's health. Therefore, gnomes are too dangerous to let live...I mean, win. Right...
Don't make eye contact!
Too late. I head-bonked him.
By "thongs", are you referring to the style of footwear or the garment? To clarify, "thongs" is used in the American Midwest as a synonym for "flip-flops". When properly constructed, they can be very good shoes. The garment, on the other hand, I wouldn't wear on a bet.
Thank you for the compliment, Quiche Lisp, but I still win.
While you discuss, I win.
Sneaky, but nope!
Sorry, I win. You may resume talking with gnomes.
And to think I even offered you a nice, fresh markhor.
You're animals the two of you !
That's a fact !
And whatever that may means... I win !
Muahahahahaha !
Even nonsense advances the Gnomish Paradigm...
Read my non-existent lips: No more gnomes!
Gnomes are a character class? Was I asleep for thirty years..?
Yes, we are on Pathfinder 2nd edition. Monks are now a monstrous template.
If you grew up High Church, they always were.
Last I heard, gnomes were monsters in the Monster manual.
Flumphs are better than gnomes.
You're so jealous, and angry at your own antignomish inadequacies, that you're foaming at the mouth, El Dios de Los Almas Perdidas !
This why I'll win everytime !
My superiority overshadows whatever gnomish qualities you purport to possess. I am undying, I am misery incarnate, I am...MATT DAMON!
Someone call? Was it my agent? Who wants to cross the River Styx?
No, the couples keep forgotting who they are when they swin in the waters of the Underworld.
Hell yes! Signed, stamped, and sealed by the Hades, God of the Underworld himself. You want a ride?
Besides, the weight of living folks makes it ride way too low.
That's not my raft. My raft, I purchased from Posideon. Water-tight and spaceous for that one last trip to the afterlife.
And you charge through the nose, too. Are you still making payments on it?
Oh no! A ferry boat that size I can haul 5000+ to the afterlife and "reap" a nice profit. It's ferry craft, a party boat, and the luxiury liner to the other side of the River Styx. Still costs a gold coin though.
MATT DAMON!!!
*seems to stare daggers at the impostor and the aztec heap of bones... Though it is a bit hard to be sure*
Oh no! A ferry boat that size I can haul 5000+ to the afterlife and "reap" a nice profit. It's ferry craft, a party boat, and the luxiury liner to the other side of the River Styx. Still costs a gold coin though.
You overcharge and you have the gall to make bad puns about it?! Talk about staring daggers....
Hey Matt, I'm sorry if you're career hasn't taken off like it should. I mean I do the fantasy epics as the embodiment of death and "A Christmas Carol" every year after year. I'm type-casted I tell you. Still escorting the dead to the Underworld has it perks.
My superiority overshadows whatever gnomish qualities you purport to possess. I am undying, I am misery incarnate, I am...MATT DAMON!
... Matt Damon...
Still escorting the dead to the Underworld has it perks.
What might those be, apart from the gold? And, just out of weird curiosity, where and when do you get the chance to spend it? I mean, people don't just stop dying, so the crowds must build up pretty quickly.
Perks. I mean I met almost every famous celebrity, musician, and historical figure in existance and I get to collect their autographs too.
Spending, I mean I don't have a food bill at all, but it has something to do with bureaucratic fee, licensing and taxation of imports on the River Styx. I mean I jsut don't drop all my souls off at tone place.
Damn Hades. He gets a cut too.
That explains a few things.
... Matt Damon...My superiority overshadows whatever gnomish qualities you purport to possess. I am undying, I am misery incarnate, I am...MATT DAMON!
Ah, the prodigal puppet returns. It is time you knew the truth. I was once an a-list actor, then as fortune and public opinion turned against me, you came along. Given a false set of memories and no sense of public decency, I set you out to do things I would never dream of doing. Then after a few years of that, I returned to the Bourne movies, thus completing a story of redemption that I never really did. Of course, I must keep the public on their toes. You see, you're nothing more than a puppet. My puppet.
*shakes its head firmly*
Matt Damon. Matt Damon. Matt Damon? Matt Damon!
*seems to pause to take a breather*
Matt Damon!
It's true, all true. Who else could have elevated Ben Affleck to his greatest heights? He dated Jennifer Lopez, for crying out loud. Now my master plan is complete. A new Batman movie with him as the star. Oh, you've seen the effects so far, but there's more. Opening that weekend will be my magnum opus. You will see.
*turns its back at EDdlAP*
Matt Damon.
So can I get a part in this film too?
Don't be that way, my puppet. Join me and we shall rule as Aztec Demigod and puppet!
And Ms. Bellucci, I think you're a little overqualified.
MATT DAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!1
*jumps into a big yawning chasm you never noticed before*
Quiche Lisp steps out of the shadow with the can of black paint he used to draw the chasm on the floor.
"Hehehe..."
He then reaches in his pocket and pulls out an impossibly large billboard inscribed with an handwritten "I WIN" sign.
Hey do you have part for me and don rickles in that batman flick