Grand performance indeed, crushing a head with a pogo-stick.
Normally i'd see some random goof call 911 for the victim.
Please let me assure you all that nobody will today. Public safety first.
Very true, my eredar frenemy, though we have sadly not seen the last of GT. In the meantime however, my newest general, Socrethar has secured an area called the 'Mogugrond Basin'. While I have discovered a place called the 'Everbloom Jungle' that is just perfect for a more verdant base of operations.
* looks at GT, looks at Banhammer, Jr., back at looks at GT *
I guess this won't be necessary. IHIYC did such a fine job.
Is all what matters, ammiright?
Hope you have a new blade for your shanking. The one you used on my tough hide bent.
Oof. Someone give that snake a breath mint. I don't think it was your hide that damaged the blade - I think it was your breath.
Yes, fortunately for us, the FlowerPicker clan specialises in herbalism so they can create mint flavoured whatever.
Squeak! (Throws mints into the serpent's mouth)
Ewe kneed too no.
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Grrawr
(Translation: Nope)
Very well done, Fred! Uncle Teddy should be proud! :-)
Watch out for falling cannonballs.
* opens up magic umbrella *
I'm good.
Umbrellas don't stop boulders though.
Suddenly, rain falls up from the ground!
Of course - it's a magic umbrella. Notice how it not only protects me from falling cannonballs, boulders, and other such things, but causes the rain to shoot up from the ground around me while keeping me dry.
Thank goodness that I'm still in the Everbloom Jungle then. Because while plants may like getting wet, I do not!
The Fiend Fantastic wrote: R.I.P. Christopher Lee. Awwww man that sucks. Awesome actor, his contributions to the horror and fantasy genres are legendary. They don't make them like that anymore.
So, at long last, Dracula has finally been laid to rest. May he be at peace and remembered through out the ages.
(This was best attempt at a respectful and slightly humourous eulogy, sorry if it was just plain terrible).
In the name of the Great Christopher Lee, I claim the win. If anyone else tries to do so, you are insulting him.
:stabs Belphegor in the back:
"I don't have to imagine it."
This is not the time for such petty squabbling. Instead we must all raise our glasses in honor of Master Lee.
Here, here, Uncle Teddy!
*Raises glass in respect.*
No no, Teddy.
'Sir'. Lee, since we can't confuse him with the late 'Master' Bruce.
Regardless, a glass is raised.
Too true, TFF, my apologies - let us raise our glasses to Sir Christopher Frank Carandini Lee.
There shall never be another like him.
Agreed.
*Keeps glass held high.*
Four days of mourning is over.
My turn to win.
Stay the Fairest of them All with GoatToucher brand Rump Whitening and Firming Ointment. Your buns will be tight, your buns will be bright, your buns will be delightfully fish-belly white!
Make it look like the sun don't shine down there with GoatToucher brand Rump Ointment!
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Poog do kommunnity favor.
*SHANK GoatGroper's head off*
*telekinetically assaults toxicpie with numerous large bars of soap*
*jumps out of the win* TAAA DAAA!!!!!
Yikes MBT! Put some clothes on...
WOT I GOTS PASTIES COVERIN MY BITS!!!
*Throws an Everbloom Fungal Seed into MBT's gaping maw and watches him swallow it whole.*
Let nature grow on you, or rather IN you!
*MBT suffers from the same fate as the two headed giant from Jack the giant slayer.*
*soapily froths at the mouth*
:frothily mouths the soap:
*mouthily soaps the froth*
Stops the... whatever you call it.
For the WIN!
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