I do love a good rampage.
Which way are we rampaging? *crosses arms pointing in opposite directions*
Every way!
*rampages through a knitting circle*
I recommend hitting the Hawaian Islands. They've been selling them off to rich folk. Might be fun.
Hey guys, come play! It's the official unofficial sport of CHAOS!
Does Calvinball have a designated egger rule?
Calvinball has NO DESIGNATED ANYTHING. Also no rules, except the whole "play different every time" thing.
HOORAY! {in celebration, eggs Dave Eggers right in his smug face}
Celebration? By the Great Chaos. I thought it was a OSRIC Renascence day tomorrow.
Animal Crakers!
Aberzombie: In 1937, Rober H. Cobb, owner of Brown Derby restaurant, was fixing a snack for the owner of Grauman's Chinese Theater. He tossed together leftovers from the refrigerator, including bacon, and the Cobb Salad was born.
Spicy Nacho Slaad: Later to known as the Cobb Slaad after it was "egged." A glorious day for chaos if there ever was one.
I was born in a franchised Taco Bell?!!
WHAT THE F--K!
I feel like there is a chaotic story behind that comment...
You say that as if you're in doubt.
I once conceived in a Taco Bell, but never gave birth there...
The Eyes of Infernal Idahoan Potatoes are upon us! My radish monkey horcrux weeps croutons of ennui. Alas, poor Yorick! He never bowled above a velvet umlaut.
{pounds on floor with broom handle} Hey down there! Stop snorting dandelion pollen!
I feel like there is a chaotic story behind that comment...
No! You chaotic morons! I found my birth certificate. I'm glad to chaos that I didn't end up their meat mixture.
Piquant mangoes actualize thread rotary mad cats greenly!
Go Team Chaos!
Team Chaos? Is that even possible? I mean we are Chaotic around here, right? And being part of a team seems a little too Lawful for my tastes. Perhaps this is more appropriate:
Go Random Group of Loosely Affiliated Chaotic Beings!
A team can be any random assortment of individuals who may work together for a common goal, in this case chaos, in which case that would make us Team Chaos. I know this because the golden plate of Rishiki told me so.
Am I a man dreaming I'm a butterfly, or a bowling ball dreaming I'm a plate of sashimi?
I once conceived in a Taco Bell, but never gave birth there...
dances across the thread
I once conceived in a Taco Bell, but never gave birth there...Did Paul Heaton write a song about you?
:::Eggs Kajehase:::
At least have the courtesy to put on your Slaad costume when you sail into our harbor.
Plans for the evening: return to the Abyss, get sidetracked in Limbo, outsource to Gehenna, check in with the Boss, get back to planning the next big shindig.
What actually happened: Got in an argument with a keketar, took a wrong turn in Sigil, ended up rotting drunk and shouting at the storms somewhere in the Maelstrom.
'Twas a good night, yeeesssss.
Nothing says temporal paradox like loosing a few "eggs" in the time stream.
Grins with full chaos
Petunia!
Sunflower!
Unbleached flour!
Variable-speed corn muffins!
Hole Wheat vegetables!
The gnat's in the ladle and the splintered doom, Spittle Roy Lune and the bag in the room...
Tunnels!
Funnels and bundles!
roller blades across the thread while wearing an "I'm with...." t-shirt
*turns half his clothing inside-out and wears shoes on the wrong feet*
Cross-dresses gloves across his clawed hands.
{plays suduku with imaginary numbers} Oooh, I played a schwa! Fibonacci bonus score!
Phone conference!!!!
You're in trouble......!
Trouble is my middle name!
Actually, it is Coaxial.
You should be in the movies:
Tossed Slaad
as Coaxial Foley
in
The sequel will be called
Hmmmmm, I dig up Aaron Spelling's remains and run it as an experiment.
I once conceived in a Taco Bell, but never gave birth there...
June, you have my deepest sympathies.
Eggs June Cleaver
Mmmmm....cleaver.
I'm going to be a movie star!
*eggs Mel Gibson*
The chords of the two really large bulldozers dance wildly in the pale of the moon light.
Was there a cement mixer and a scoop hovel in the tango as well?