Free Baptisms anyone. I promised not to hold you under water for more than 11 minutes.
That's good. I can only hold my breath for 9 minutes and 45 seconds.
It's not the breath holding that bothers me, it's the darn red-eye afterwards.
Tell me about it...
I have something that might be able to help you, gentlemen.
Try ClearEyes. It removes redness and has an ingredient to moisturize. Woooooooow.
Eye lachrymose.
She could definitely use some ClearEyes. And a lot of bandages.
Hmmm, can I watch? Pass a tankard of mead or two?
I should get the broom of banishing.
We replaced the broom after June Cleaver carjacked it, remember? {wheels out the } It's got the proper amount of suc-, er, banishment.
{hisses curses, hides from vacuum}
Aw, it's ok, cute kitty...
{hisses} Vacuums R ebil... EBIL!
<Retrieves the Gillette Octo-Pro-Plus™>
Does the kitty have some kind of infestation, boss?
Eggs Nyan Cat
Make that 6.
I learned how to shave from some guy in Seville. It's a good thing I can regenerate.
Did he shave better than he could sing?
Well, my jugular wasn't severed by his singing, so...no?
Hey, where are the poodles? This isn't the right address...
Oops. My bad.
It's so light and airy in here, I could finally dry out!
I call the spleen!
Holy s@@~!
<Whizzes on the carpet, leaving red stains>
*gurgle gurgle* X_X
Bueller?
Perfect - the visine spokescreature position just opened up.
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*drips in Ben Stein's eyes*
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Coffee= mana from heaven. I think that counts.
Great! I'll brew up a pot of my special blend!
I have holy beans from Columbia and all handpicked by one impoverished Columbian. Who wants their cup freshly ground in the name of law and sunshine?
Now taking orders.
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Whoopi!
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All done! Who wants a mug of turnip coffee?
Perfect - the visine spokescreature position just opened up.
Afraid not. They keep clones on file.
All done! Who wants a mug of turnip coffee?
You're dead to me.
All done! Who wants a mug of turnip coffee?You're dead to me.
Doesn't look like it.
*Finger of Death*
That's more like it, yeeesssss.
.... oh bother, he never did make that scone. I wanted one too. *Animate Dead*
All done! Who wants a mug of turnip coffee?You're dead to me.Doesn't look like it.
*Finger of Death*
Hee hee, that tickles.
This time I went to the Scone Store and got a Scone Score. Enjoy!
