That sounded dirty.
Not to mention medically unsound.
YAAR, I can preform a variety o' medicinal proceduries usin' me hook.
" Man that's nothing, I fixed a quantum matter deconstructor with a paper clip"
No one believes you.
It's McGyver we're talking about! We've all seen the proof!
*Gulp* It's not Spanky, is it? 'Cause I'm fairly sure that wouldn't fix anything.
Post modern post
He's not that special. It's the mullet. You get hypnotized by it and then a leprechaun leaps out and fixes the things while you aren't looking.
True True about the mullet part, That's why I am wearing this headgear, however there are no leprechauns involved...Don't believe me? go to page 99 on the slaad thread for indisputable evidence.
Just bring back some pictures. I'm too busy winning here.
Alright, I'm back. I was not impressed. Thanks for keeping the win warm. Ew, what's that smell?
Roasted chicken. I win.
Yeah, I'd be roasted if a solar elemental was a real thing, which it isn't.
Well, it involves several heated elements, which is close enough.
Not close enough to win though.
Says who?
The LPTW commission.
Pffththt. I am a cat.
You'll need to fill out form 34b in order to compete here.
While you do that, I win.
Sorry, but I can't let you win.
Nobody's talking of you LETTING me do anything, dear. I win. Suck it up.
I didn't mean that you needed my permission to win. I simply meant that I will not allow anyone to win.
You'll need to fill out form 34b in order to compete here.
Devours form 34b
I ate one-half of Siegfried & Roy. Delicious paperwork BTW.
That was the wrong form.
Look at SnowJade
We cats must stick together for the win. I mean a group win is as good as an individual win, right.
Really? Check again. Inside editing for the win.
Indeed. Thoroughly savaging paperwork is obligatory. We win.
Kitties denied!
Away with you chaotic beasts we will have order.
swats the vicious chicken for the win.
*burns agents of K.A.O.S.*
*prefers Maxwell Smart*
Stop that, stop that. No theme music.
I only listen to "alsacienne" music myself [don't ask... well, you've been warned].
It soothes my earthy gnomish temperament...
Ha ha ! My subtle (germanish) plan worked ! While you were fascinated by this exquisite music and hats, I won !
I WIN !
[*basks in the applause mounting from an invisible audience. Somewhere in the background noise, one distinctly hears a chicken being viciously plucked and a dragon being doused in water. All is quiet now in this once tumultuous world*]
Aaaah The land is calm and I am winning again
Want to eat bacon for the win.
Perhaps this will dissuade you
That's...just...wrong.
Yes...it...is...RUN CHICKEN RUN
I don't run. I call for my valet.
Yes, Zeriah. Please remove this...whatever it is from the premises.