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{rah rah oo la la's}

Hey, can I borrow your meat dress?

Summer Co-worker: I heard two of the symptoms were lack of smell and taste

Me: Yeah, that doesn't help me

Summer Co-worker: Born that way or electrocuted?

Me: Born that way, then electrocuted.

Hey! If Dylan could Go Electric, then... {rushes to home recording studio...}

{piddles}

♫ Po-Po-Po POKE YER FACE
Po-Po-Po POKE YER FACE! ♫

♫♪ Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Ro mah ro-mah-mah
Blah blah oh-la-la!
Thread nec-ro-romance ♫♪

MageHunter wrote:

How does necromancing work in space?

In space, no one can hear you necromance.

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Oh, Sharoth, we never went away.

It just takes a nibble and you can be a were-poodle too. Come join us...

Come join us...

C̟̲̼o̵͇̞mͅe̶ ̼̹̥͕̣͟j͙o̪̟͈̕ͅͅin̳͉͠ ̜̥̩̻͍͟u̶̠̜̬̼̯̣̳s̛̗̰̜̳̳.̥̰̱̮͍̞.̬͓̬̲̼.͈̳͕͉̳́

C̶̷̨̛̤̗̼͎͔̥̻̠̰̰̱̙͉̥̻̖̕o͏̶͔̬͍͍̳͍̘͟͠ḿ̴̡̡͍̳̞͙̭͈̯̥̩̞̭̲̪̤̬̤̤͞ȩ̷̡̥̩͉̝͕͎̗̮̭͈̦̰͝͠ ͎̼͉̦͓͖ ҉̜͙̝̰͓͈̘̥̗̲̳́͡ͅj̭͇̟̥̺̺͘͝ò̦̤͉̯̲̞̣̹̹̖̕͟͞i̷͏͉̮͉̗̫̜̳̩͇̠͚̗͇̙̟̫̖͢ǹ̵̶͠҉̤̩͕͉ ҉̴̼͎̤̪͜͟͝u̲͚̤̠̳̱̠͞͠s̸̼͍̼͍͚͎̫͖̤̭̲͚̹͇̮̹̟̀ͅ.̛҉̦͈̣͎͜.̵̮̬͔͍̟͈̺̜̼̳̥̝͈͇̺͉̳͘͠.̸̷̵̳͓ ̼̠̱̱̥̜̻͇͉

Did we accidentally bury MoMo under that pile of landmines?

Or maybe that pile?

Or maybe... wow. I know this is heresy, but maybe we should have an otyugh service come in once or twice a week?

SAFETY BEAR IS BACK! HE HAS RETURNED! YOU CAN NOT STOP HIM!

No. But we can hump him! {piddles excitedly}

Back and to the left. Back and to the left. Back. And to the left...

Snarky Poodle wrote:

Also, is anyone else gonna hump that Safety Bear? It seems like a waste to pass up the opportunity.

I'm on it! *gets out his Barry White CD* *Humps the Safety Bear*

♫♪ "The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump

Make sure he isn't a Built-a-Bear, cause I've heard they can mall people.

Another Monday gone. Another Monday where I didn't get punted.

I'm starting to feel like maybe MoMo doesn't love me.

MoMo hasn't punted me since I got sprayed by a skunk kobold last year. Or was that an Axe salesclerk that sprayed me? {eats another handful of CDP's drugs} I think MoMo's worried about the getting the stink off afterwards.

{piddles on a random slaad}

Maybe MoMo has taken up golf on Mondays? I imagine punting old dudes in tacky clothing is probably pretty fun.

His spirit may be broken, but he will Never. Be. Housebroken!

FREEDOM!!! {piddles on ThuMon}

Kirth Gersen wrote:

We won't even talk about how Daario morphed from fabulous Fabio to nondescript nobody between seasons!

He's a faceless man and lost his face in a poker game?

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-p-poker face

Okay, this reminds me of a small tangent (but sorta related): why do so many women not like telling their age? Or worse yet, lie and say they're younger than they are? I'd rather be 40 and look 30 and have people be like "NO WAY!" than be 40, say I'm 30, and have people raise an eyebrow at me like "Uh huh, sure you are..."

Well, The Gentleman with the silvery hair said I'm not to discuss such matters, but: There was once a Christian named Julius Caesar, who... Forgive me, um... who... who landed in England and was met by three gentlemen, all named John Hollyshoes.

Wait, that's not what I meant to say... The master of the castle of Pity-Me had a magical ring that was stolen by his daughter and eaten by a Christian goose at St Matthew's feast.

Dangit!

{fades into view} Hey, you invited the Poodles too! Thanks, GSE!

Meow. {purrs}

P-p-p-puffer fish, p-p-puffer fish

Man, now whenever I play/run this, I'm going to be thinking of Donny Osmond. Thanks Internet :D

You could tweak him so he dresses like a smooth criminal, does moonwalking dance attacks, and transforms into a four-wheeled mechanical conveyance.

DJ-Bogie is banned for not eating enough bran.

Peep-Peep Peep-Peeperazzi

Lady GrifGrif

Matt is banned for thinking Sgt. Scholzy was thinking that Col. Gruumash was thinking he swung that way.

What, you think I'm your court jester, Leafy? Here to amuse and titillate you? I don't even have t&+$! You want I should flip a few pratfalls and put on a nice cap with bells? That what you want?

I didn't before now... tell you what, strip down, put on the leather chaps and nipple tassels, and show us how well you can dance.

Jamir is banned because this is not Hammertime.

Punts the poodle

Ah, just like old times.

{flies through air} Don't be hating! I was born this waaaaaaaay....

This looks like a good spot. sets down some lumber and begins building a new clubhouse.

{piddles on foundation}

Ambrosia Slaad wrote:

...Do you need a hug? How about a wittle fuzzy-wuzzy kitten?

Well don't look at me.

I'm not a feline -- I was born this way -- but poodles are lovable too!

It's a poodle!

Heya Lil Poods,

Recently, I wore a dress made of meat on TV 'cause I needed the
attention. Now those stupid PEETHA people are criticizing me!
What's up with that?

So my question is: for my next big TV appearance, I'm planning
to strap live dogs to my naked body. Should I use poodles or
terriers? (I've heard greyhounds can be difficult to work with.)

Yada-yada, you-know-you-love-me,
Me

Lady Ga Ga's new album is named Gishionic 2.0.

All Teachers Fired At Rhode Island School

Fire all the teachers and then hire half of them back? Srsly? And that is going to fix things? As I understand it, the teachers agreed to all of the transformation requirements, they just wanted to be paid for their extra work. I guess you are too scared to put your money where your mouth is.

Typical.

"The firings will continue until morale improves."

"I want your pet shop
The punt of your foot
I want your fiery trolling in my thread
I want your hump
Hump-hump-hump
I want your hump"

{escorted out by Doberman entourage before pupperazi show up}

"I want your Hump Day
I want all your fleas
I want your milkbone
As long as it's free
I want your hump
Hump-hump-hump
I want your hump"

Clinically Depressed Poodle wrote:

Oh joy, it's Hump Day. That means my fur is going to get all messed up.

I like that "just been humped" look.

{saunters in wearing latex kerchief and rhinestone sunglasses}

"Yap-yap-ah-ah-ah!
Squeak-toy-rom-mum-mah!
Landmine-oo-la-la!
Want your bad poodle"