to drink themselves into a stupor, only stopping when the waitress brought them
some hamburgers (with everything), chocolate milk shakes, and an order of cheese fries.
One of them said, "Lets play a game." Dice and maps quickly appeared
and spread themselves around the table. These dice were special dice. They could
roll a natural 20, even though they were only d6! Truly a feat
worthy of magical hyperspacial dice. The game progressed well, until the first combat
when a mistake by the Drunken Monk caused a Flurry of Blows in
the general direction of the party's Cleric of Whee Gas. "Hey you sank
my Battleship", complained the whiny Cleric. Upset, he sat in the corner and
played with the large collection of 'action figures' that had been rummaged up
by the nerdy Wizard from his collection. Don't take them out of the
plastic dude, they're collectables!" The wizard whined in a harsh nasally tone, getting
his panties in a bunch as the caddish muggle examined his original issue
Harry Potter and the Excessive Mechandising Miniatures Collector's Set, with anatomically-correct Hermione
Okay. That's enough. This thread is too silly. First, Kruelaid with that bit
about exploding Vienna Sausages. Then that silly monkey posts all over here like
poop being thrown about by his kin. But it was when Kobold Cleaver
declared the Koboldian Jihad things really began to get weird. Al-Kolbeera reported
that Jimmy Carter declared Kobold Cleaver's election completely legitimate, even though the lizard
obvioulsy had his goons down to the balloting precincts to rough up people
and he had threatened the minority Monkey population with Burrito Gas if they
continued to play baseball with their own fecal matter. Jimmy did not approve
of wholesale genocide, but he didn't like the way the simians moved in
to his new museum and started disrupting his glory. "Stop monkeying around you...
stupid monkeys. What did someone chain you to a keyboard? You sure ain't
typing War and Peace here. It looks like you're typing a load of
of monkey gibberish. Why don't you leave my museum and go bother someone
who obviously care more about monkeys and thrown poop?" These harsh words caused
intelligent people to smile. Four months ago, when Thailand's prime minister started practicing
monkey eating rituals, the incidents of monkey's throwing poop decreased markedly over there
and over here. The reason for this, of course, was the rebellion of
the rebels. They rebelled against the current rebellion and became the rebel rebels!
Then they realized that this double-negative rebellion actually made them the Establishment.
At which point they all killed themselves by cutting out their intestines with
really, really, really long butcher's knives. They had a hell of a time
figuring out which was the large and which was the small colon when
they realized that the colon is the large intestine; there isn't two colons,
Unless the rebels were actually the dreaded two-colon mutants from planet Metamucil VI,
which was entirely possible, considering all the bizarre crop circle action at
The Imperial Bran fields on the planet of Fibersure III. Perhaps the crops
would have fared better, if a crime cyndicate of constipated hutts, led by
the dreaded crime boss Bolus the Hutt had taken over the operation of
ensuring the bowels of a Galaxy were in
flash_cxxi wrote: ensuring the bowels of a Galaxy were in err... thought I was in the 8 Word Star Wars Game there. Ooops!
tip top condition for the
inspection by Darth Proctus, the latest Apprentice of the dangerous, silly, whimsical Sith
readying his trusty Light Suppository™, Darth Proctus prepared to battle Bolus the Hutt.
In the meantime, and against all sane and logical laws of the universe,
The Starship Enterprise came into orbit over the remote desert planet of Tatooine.
"Number One, bring us around", said Picard, as an Imperial Star Destroyer came
meandering around the planet and into striking distance. "Prepare to fire on my
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