Bacon!
Bacon isn't all that it's cracked up to be.
Err...no.
Deep Fried Chicken or Tirq, it all cooks up good, even bacon!
I'm back and I'm winning.
Glad to see you, but you're not winning.
Hmmmmmmm, they told me I am.
Take it outside, you two.
I was offline for 36 hours, They missed me, they really missed me.
Isn't it great to be acknowledged (maybe even liked)?
A bacon sword? You mean, a pork sword, then?
And btw, I am always winning.
You can't be always winning. It's impossible. My winning post proves that.
Check Tirq for bacon swords and pork scimitars, I think he has a surplus. Don't let him sell you the day old stuff.
Whatever happened to Mark Hoover? It's been a week since he last posted.
But you won't go unchallenged. Because I am in the winning slot.
I be winnin' now, arrr...
The english term term "to post" is now banned in every language due to some Clever-TotallyUnexplicable-Rules-Lawyers-and-Webmasters@Paizo!!!!
Therefore this information post is the last post per say.
Please now consider that any additional line won't be a "post" but rather a "goblinishtweetyinfothread" (or GOTIT as it is said in goblinish).
Therefore I win!
Well there's "post" and there's post.
Well tried Frencois ! And you, red-clad ninja. But that doesn't change the fact that I am destined to win ! And therefore, I win !
And I know you are Ok with it Gran, since you do it so often and so well.
Quack.
*tappy tappy tap*
Mine.
C'mon, the duck is so delectible.
OK, you can have the Duck, I'll keep the win.
But I am so HUNGRY!
Frark!
*flies awkwardly up Midgard Serpent's nostril*
Snorf?
*falls asleep in Tirq's arms*
*drools*
Tirq catches Duck Itch from that drool.
Now that's just wrong!
Hmm, Duck ala Tirq?
*wakes up abruptly as thrown into air*
Flark!
*tries to fly upside-down. crashes into wall*
Sprak.
*farts*
You go on and play with the ducks, y'all. I'll take care of the win.
Thanks for holding it for me.
The chicken didn't hold the win for you.
Sit on this...
*produces comfy chair*