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NobodysHome wrote:

That's really the point; I don't even want a gift *card*.

please send me all your gift cards.

OK, guys, gonna need to make a sidetrip -- {unrolls hastily scribbled "blueprint" of Abscondicave layout} -- we're going to loot Super Freehold Freehold's gift card vault. Now, some of you gobs aren't going to survive his cunning traps, but take comfort in knowing I'll find it painful to watch you die. As a general rule, assume he designed the place more deviously and deadly-ily than Acererak on a meth-high and sugar-high. And if you stumble on a stray Super Crown laying around, don't touch it; we've all heard what happened to Bowser.

*rasies hand*

Also, we need to figure out how to ship an adult dragon from Poland to San Francisco.

{montage of suiting up in tactical rogue gear, plotting over blueprints of NH's house} We're coming for you, Bottle O'Scotch!

♫ Spy me as I swoon ♫

♫ And get me gray above the bars ♫
♫ Bet me flee but things are spiked ♫
♫ On soup a tern and gars ♫
♫ In brother fjords ♫
♫ Fold by bands ♫
♫ Fin motherwards ♫
♫ Flay and miss me ♫

HEY! You'll be hearing from our pugwampi lawyers very soon!

{toots harmonica...}

♫ "I've got no shame
To hold me down
To make me fret
Or make me frown
I had shame
But now I'm freeeeeeee
There are no strings on me!" ♫

Vidmaster7 wrote:

You could get a Tasmanian devil.

Eh' I don't think that's a good idea Doc.

♫♪ "Or would you rather it be a mule?" ♫♪

♫♪ "They say his relatives were chimps and apes
But if you take my advice for what it's worth
You could be happy there on Earth
Or would you like to swing on a star..." ♫♪