The Thread Celestial

[Shanky the Dretchachaun]

What the Hell??!??!

[Celestial Healer]

Celestial Thaumoctopus wrote:

No that makes it worse. Candy corn are more evil than demons (but not as evil as circus peanuts).

Fortunately, circus peanuts are subject to Banishment spells.

[Celestial Follower]

<Hides Circus Peanut Quiche>

[Celestial Healer]

Celestial Follower wrote:

<Hides Circus Peanut Quiche>

Where did I leave my slippers?

*looks under the radiator*

*finds circus peanut quiche*

Mmmm! Pumpkin pie!

[Dr. Dachshund]

OMM NOM NOM

[Celestial Follower]

Bad dog. Don't eat the pie.

[Dr. Dachshund]

eatin slippers.

[Celestial Healer]

Are those my winged sandals?

[Dr. Dachshund]

nope. I ate your Mexican pointy boots.

[Celestial Follower]

Well, no more being kicked in the

Ask for another pair for Murdermas, boss.

[Celestial Healer]

Celestial Follower wrote:

Well, no more being kicked in the

Ask for another pair for Murdermas, boss.

Ooh, that's coming up, isn't it?

I can't wait to decorate the tree. I strung up a garland of appendages.

[Celestial Thaumoctopus]

<BEEEEEEEP!> {opens oven and removes cookie sheet of wood-based hors d'oeuvres with various toppings} Hmmmm, these don't look right... I'm not sure that recipe was actually by Paula Deen. I don't understand; I used a pound of butter like it called for.

{squints at LCD screen} Oh. It's by Paula Beam, famous(?!) termite chef. Still, it has to be better than circus peanuts. {starts gnawing on teak "pizza bite"}

[Celestial Healer]

Sounds better than the last hors d'oeuvres we had.

[Celestial Thaumoctopus]

At least I'm getting my fiber. {noms on pig-in-a-cedar-shingle-blanket"}

[Sunny Godhead]

You better brush after you eat and make those pearly whites bright and shiny.

[Celestial Thaumoctopus]

Sunny Godhead wrote:

You better brush after you eat and make those pearly whites bright and shiny.

{sobs} I only have a beak! I have no teeth! WAAAAAAH! {sobs more, pours a Long Island Celestial Tea to drown sorrows}

[Sunny Godhead]

Celestial Thaumoctopus wrote:

Sunny Godhead wrote:

You better brush after you eat and make those pearly whites bright and shiny.

{sobs} I only have a beak! I have no teeth! WAAAAAAH! {sobs more, pours a Long Island Celestial Tea to drown sorrows}

Sorry about that.

Pours CT his trademarked Sunny G. A celestial orange juice/vodka favored beverage

Hear you go.

[Celestial Healer]

You're a much better bartender than Celestial Follower.

I'm still trying to get the taste of NyQuil out of my mouth from the last drink he made me.

[Sunny Godhead]

Celestial Healer wrote:

You're a much better bartender than Celestial Follower.

I'm still trying to get the taste of NyQuil out of my mouth from the last drink he made me.

Wow! NyQuil, but I only do one or two solid beverages.

[Celestial Follower]

Celestial Healer wrote:

You're a much better bartender than Celestial Follower.

I'm still trying to get the taste of NyQuil out of my mouth from the last drink he made me.

I can't help it if it was next to the blackberry brandy!

[Celestial Healer]

Celestial Follower wrote:

Celestial Healer wrote:

You're a much better bartender than Celestial Follower.

I'm still trying to get the taste of NyQuil out of my mouth from the last drink he made me.

I can't help it if it was next to the blackberry brandy!

It was your idea to store the blackberry brandy in the medicine cabinet!

[Celestial Healer]

Angel Fish wrote:

Celestial Healer wrote:

Celestial Thaumoctopus wrote:

Celestial Healer wrote:

CF, I hope you are preparing our thread for the appropriate holiday festivities.

The slaadi shipped over a couple gallons of fresh eggnog. I'm stringing up popcorn shrimp for garland.

That's good, that's good.

Who's preparing the sacrifices?

I told you, NO SACRIFICES this year!

What about this year?

*sharpens ritual sacrificing blade*

[Celestial Follower]

I've got the spider goats!

[Celestial Follower]

Merry Christmas, spider goats! I guess you won't be sacrificed, after all.

[Celestial Healer]

I have too much good cheer for sacrifices.

[Celestial Follower]

So, boss, are you responsible for the results of the past weekend's NFL games?

[Celestial Healer]

Absolutely. I'm a big fan of the Necromantic Figureskating League. The ghouls were overdue for a victory.

That's what you were talking about, right?

[Celestial Follower]

Absolutely. I liked the part where Zombie Brian Boitano got his head sheared off by a skate.

[Celestial Thaumoctopus]

Oooo, I just heard a rumor that the next editi-, er, offensive in the Blood War will be launching soon. Hopefully it won't effect supplies of snacks or alcoholic beverages.

[Celestial Follower]

These magic triangles help me ignore the Blood War. That gives me more time to watch my Stories.

[Celestial Healer]

I don't know. The last Blood War made it difficult for me to summon demons. Something about how they got injured in a fight over which side was more video gamey.

[Celestial Follower]

I'm pretty sure demons are: they crash all the time, they consume all your resources, and they really don't have much of a plot.

[Shiny Joy Microwave of Sparkle]

{microwaves some more nachos}

[Celestial Follower]

Boooooosssssss!! We need to smite more paladins! They're getting out of hand.

Ooooooh nachos....

[Celestial Healer]

Can we smite paladins now?

[Celestial Follower]

I thought so. Didn't you destroy Paladinton single-handedly?

[Celestial Healer]

Yes, but I had eaten at a Del Taco.

[Celestial Follower]

You'd think paladins would know better...

[Celestial Follower]

Hey, boss, can we let couatls back in here? I know you had that "snakes on a plane" rule at one time...

[Celestial Healer]

As long as they promise not to be so stuffy. Last time they got in the way of the human sacrifices.

[Celestial Thaumoctopus]

{shivers, hugs stuffed Paladinton Bear} A snake, a snake snake, snake, oo-oooo it's a snake?

[Shiny Joy Microwave of Sparkle]

<whirrrrr> It's a good thing momma was a replicator... <DING!> Club Sandwich and truffle-oil Galt fries are done.

[Celestial Healer]

That's a greatclub between two slices of white bread. Couldn't you at least put some mayo on it?

[Celestial Follower]

Judgement hour will be upon us soon! Have a nice day!

[Celestial Healer]

So how shall we celebrate? Sacrifices and hors d'oeuvres?

[Celestial Follower]

I did toast a bunch of boysenberry Pop Tarts TM. That should count as hors d'oeuvres.

[Celestial Healer]

Make something tasty, CF. I want to impress the phasic ravager who is coming for dinner.

[Ralphie, Phasic Ravager]

Thanks for the invite, Celestial Healer. I'm famished, and I've got to say that your microwave looks positively delicious.

[Celestial Healer]

CF! Make our guest a snack!

[Celestial Follower]

But...but...he's...the...but...microwave...

<Spreads mayonnaise on the microwave>

Bon Apetit!