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49 posts. Alias of Charles Scholz.
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Stares at the rug.
Goats on the menu boys!
Red flowers avoided: 5d20 ⇒ (6, 11, 20, 4, 17) = 58
KahnyaGnorc is just trying to obscure his guilt with inanity.
The Clown Prince of Closets makes the cheese in his secret laboratory.
Gremlins from the Kremlin has been promoted to Chief of the Overbite Police.
Just a flesh would.
Fluffy meat! My favorite.
Fang Thang.
I hate the red flower.
Don't do it Droogami. You will only regret it.
with a side of Mowgli on the uh... side.
There is no competition. I have already won.
Sulfur bomb.
Dinner!
...Scooby Snacks.
Ultrageek is banned for being a ninja wannabe.
Banned for not sharing the shark sushi.
I thought it was a flower.
Supposedly it contains the secret of the Red Flower.
The next poster once hosted a tea party and in which Sir Hiss, Nagaina, Kaa, Asmodeus Poisonteeth and Nagini were the guests.
I hate mustaches.
I am released.
Ventnor isn't really a dragon. He was jealous of Molten Dragon and shapeshifted.
Molten Dragon is a shortened version of his real name: Moldynarius Dragonandonandon.
Banned because I am at the bottom of the page.
Banned for being too skinny to eat.
Banned because no one has banned since Sunday.
You are too busy being annoying to win, so I will take it off your hands.
Banned for pretending to be the Kung Fu Panda.
You still haven't answered the question.
Since Khan means King, you have to ask.
Another tasty morsel.
100% Carnivore.
I am a big cat, and the answer is NO.
I am not Humanity, and glad of it.
*Runs into Grodd's treehouse and flicks the red flower off tale.* *Takes win as compensation for indignity inflicted by said gorilla.*
Never too busy to take the win.
Blackbird pie. Sounds yummy.
Kills the poog for having the red flower.
Poog is banned for sleeping in said closet.
I ate a fat pink baby once, made me hungry for more.
The next poster is a poster child for the wee willie winkies.
The clown who is scared of children.
Seconded.
This one had a glorious tiger head instead of a paultry lion head.
The next poster spent time in the foreign legion.
Carnage Jr.
I ate a trail of children I found in the woods, led me right out.
The next poster was supposed to be on that field trip, but wasn't.
Did someone call for the great Shere?
*Rips the bag open with very sharp claws. Takes the WIN when it falls out.*
Hiss!
I did say that.