*puts down fork and stops eating "Marlboro Surprise"*
Today's Iron Chef surprise ingredient: tomacco!
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*puts down fork and stops eating "Marlboro Surprise"*Today's Iron Chef surprise ingredient: tomacco!
I wish I hadn't clicked that link.
But now I know how to get kids to eat their vegetables! They'll be hooked!
What?
Holy crap, that celery-stabbing dretchling is actually dangerous!
{sips double vodka martini} Alcohol kills listeria, right?
Damn skippy!
Get the f#@# out of here motherf$##er! Don't you have some a#&%#&# slaads to dick around with?
I'm back from vacation!
I'm tanned <Points to crimson skin> and rested. They give you this back massage at the spa with scourges that is heeeeeavenly!
Mephistopheles says hi, CH.
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I'm back from vacation!
I'm tanned <Points to crimson skin> and rested. They give you this back massage at the spa with scourges that is heeeeeavenly!
Mephistopheles says hi, CH.
After all that happened between us all he can say for himself is "hi"? I don't know what I should expect though. It's not like he's going to apologize for giving me a fake phone number the following morning.
Are we sacrificing virgins for Halloween this year? You promised we could last year...
Are we sacrificing virgins for Halloween this year? You promised we could last year...They're so hard to find...
Around here? Are you kidding?
Wheeeeeee!
Who the f$$@ let the f#@~ing a*&$!++ bear in here?!?
Hold on a f!@~ing second, while I get the goddamn bear-trap rifle...
I spent Halloween summoning a balor. That was probably a poor choice.
That was you in the the Ye Olde Convenience Shoppe? Funny, I wouldn't expect the material components to involve a g-string.
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I spent Halloween summoning a balor. That was probably a poor choice.That was you in the the Ye Olde Convenience Shoppe? Funny, I wouldn't expect the material components to involve a g-string.
No, that was just my costume.
I've got my slogan already lined up:
"Politics is stupid. Get a brain moran!"
*sparkles*
BUMP!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!
This thread's been slow lately.
We need to have a Bingo night.
Are you going to sacrifice another dog if we do? That farmer's getting ticked off.
*Gulp*
*Gulp**begins inscribing a pentagram on the floor around Ginny Pig*
Hey! I said no pentagrams! We don't need any more fiendish animals here!"
I must have taken a wrong turn at Acheron.
I'll be right back after I check my map...
Why is there a pig out there building houses made of straw, wood, brick, vinyl siding, and adamantine?
Why is there a pig out there building houses made of straw, wood, brick, vinyl siding, and adamantine?*staggers back into thread, winded*
Blow as I might, that adamantine house would not come down!
That had better not mean something dirty.
*Sigh* I guess it's up to me. Where did we put the warhammer?|
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Why is there a pig out there building houses made of straw, wood, brick, vinyl siding, and adamantine?*staggers back into thread, winded*
Blow as I might, that adamantine house would not come down!
That had better not mean something dirty.
*Sigh* I guess it's up to me. Where did we put the warhammer?
But... but...
You don't have opposable thumbs.
*blunders through thread following a butterfly*
Why is there a pig out there building houses made of straw, wood, brick, vinyl siding, and adamantine?*staggers back into thread, winded*
Blow as I might, that adamantine house would not come down!
That had better not mean something dirty.
*Sigh* I guess it's up to me. Where did we put the warhammer?But... but...
You don't have opposable thumbs.
NOT. THE. POINT.
<Finishes up defensive preparations>
This thing is Celestial Follower-proof!
*Grabs warhammer and charges*
FOR THE OTHER WHITE MEAT!
Chants B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O
is it warm in here to you?
Is it...gah!
*Runs off muttering something about pyromaniac followers*
Well, they seem to have been distracted by my sabotaging of the thermostat...
Excellent! He's fallen for the decoy, while I'm still in my adamantine fortress.
Won't they be surprised when the decoy explodes. Hee hee hee.
What the f#+%'s with the temporal flux?
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I'm a friggin' poet!
Excellent! He's fallen for the decoy, while I'm still in my adamantine fortress.
Won't they be surprised when the decoy explodes. Hee hee hee.
*Knocks at the door of the fortress*
Seafood delivery!