That show got canceled ages ago, you know.
Over the teeth, past the gums, look out stomach, here it comes.
POOG!!
Promises, promises...
*Jumps out of Bob Dole's closet, where I've been hiding for the past 5 hours.*
Haha! I knew you'd do that!
Fortunately for me, I used sleight of hand to switch the real win with a fake one. Because everyone knows that dragons are known for having nimble fingers.
Leggo of me, pervs!
*flies off*
Snatches win out of air and swallows it.
*Uses a patented GoatToucher technique to induce vomiting*
*Rants so much that Win dies of boredom, grabs it while it is flying toward the light*
The win fits in the palm of your hand (no matter how big or small your hand is).
It fits other places as well... with some deep breathing exercises and a little bit of elbow grease.
EW!
You know what they say, don't stop 'till you get enough.
That means none of us have.
You should have thought of that before you got involved in this thread! We're in it for the long haul now!
Oh, you found Hank the Umbral Dragon! I was wondering where he went!
That is why you never have anyone visit more than once.
No many of them actually ended up entering.
But heaven knows I entered. Plenty of times.
That is so wrong in so many ways.
Meanwhile, I am selling barf barrels. After all, is a bucket really big enough for a GoatToucher-induced yarf?
*eyes the barf barrel hungrily*
Clones are a poor substitute for the real thing.
Didn't Bleached Otyugh win Top Chef that one time?
GoatToucher might be the only thing Bleached Otyugh ever coughed out or refused to eat.
In other news, seeing the north Korean anchor lady is hilarious.
As are scare pranks...
I hear even the Nasty Orc refuses to eat anything GoatToucher has handled.
I am told I taste... uncomfortable.