Ugh'yick, the Eternal Fruitcake's page

{shivers with antici...}

{lurks forgotten in the back of the refrigerator in a forgotten thread}

{continues to lurk menacingly, forgotten behind the two weeks-old leftover meatloaf}

{lurks menacingly, forgotten in green room refrigerator}

{moulders smugly}

We are not just adorable, we are delicious too!

{lurks Moorcock-ily}

{nibbles on desiccated rat corpse in the corner}

Strategicallyplacedmonkeyballs wrote:

sits casually on a mantle just behind Limey

Sorry, they're still in the wash.

Somewhere, somewhen, a cranky catfolk elder silently curses the commercialization of Winteryule as his grandliter sleeps, visions of the Nuts on the Shelf figurine filling their heads with neutering nightmares...

{quietly lurks under the festively-decorated tree munching the first disc of Freehold's Beast King GoLion DVDs}

{nibbles viciously on Spam Vendor's ankle}

{quietly munches tea cosy while lurking beneath couch}

{broods}

Evil Sentient Fruitcake wrote:

~lunges towards Fallout Rampage Cap'n Yesterday~ I will turn your brain into a fruitcake!!!

Bring. It. On.

{drools menacingly, lurks quietly}

Hell, the slime mold in my refrigerator is more relevant than kobolds.

{ambushes another spider and kills it with Rumbringer, then returns to emo-y lurking and brooding}

{burbles susurrantly}

{sits forgotten in back of refrigerator, broods}

{quietly eats the Elvis on the Shelvis figurine, lurks quietly}