{whispers:} A poodle might hear you.*jabbing a finger, points out that this is a Sign. You can't hear a sign and the poodles can't read. Grues can't talk, everyone knows that.*
{points at gaping hole in skull stuffed with beanie babies} Thinking ain't been exactly one'a my strong suits in a long time.
{whispers:} A poodle might hear you.*jabbing a finger, points out that this is a Sign. You can't hear a sign and the poodles can't read. Grues can't talk, everyone knows that.*
{points at gaping hole in skull stuffed with beanie babies} Thinking ain't been exactly one'a my strong suits in a long time.
{points at gaping hole in skull stuffed with beanie babies} Thinking ain't been exactly one'a my strong suits in a long time.{whispers:} A poodle might hear you.*jabbing a finger, points out that this is a Sign. You can't hear a sign and the poodles can't read. Grues can't talk, everyone knows that.*
*sign* "Point."
I think I've got some brain chunks in my fabric... did I say that outloud?
*shoves poodle in fridge for later*
*cleans up the carpet*
*orders new carpet. Again.*
Whatever is underneath me keeps soaking up through.
I was in a Sham-Wow! commercial once. I had cola and wine soaking me.
*locks poodle in icechest, adds chains and more locks for good measure*
*cleans up AGAIN*
*locks poodle in icechest, adds chains and more locks for good measure*
*cleans up AGAIN*
Hey now! What the hell is goign on here?
Happy un-Birthday, boss!
*hands Aberzombie a wrapped package that is clearly shaped like a brain and dripping with cranial fluid*
Hey now! What the hell is goign on here?
*sign* "We need to call the exterminator, we have an infestation. It can wait until after birthday though!"
*sign* "Your present is out in the back yard."
*drops the lighter down from the attic*
It can wait until after birthday though!"Damn skippy! Now, who's got the candles?
I've got a couple roman candles. Will those work?
Oh, and here you go...
You know for some reason I've been feeling an urge for brainnnnnsssss recently... I wonder why that is?
Perfectly natural, and welcome to the horde. Soon our numbers will be uncontainable. We will pour forth from this thread in an endless tide of digital undeath.
Huzzah!
(bounces through)
I think I got one left. starts digging
* Flies through taunting aberzombie*
Fetch Sue. Fetch!*returns with a mouthful of tourists*
Could I have one? I need fresh brains to feast upon.
(bounces and spins through)
Fetch Sue. Fetch!*returns with a mouthful of tourists*
Oh god, now I'm covered in tourist chunks!
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Fetch Sue. Fetch!*returns with a mouthful of tourists*Oh god, now I'm covered in tourist chunks!
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
You'll never be able to get rid of those blood stains.
*sign* "Someone pass a leg up here!"
Passes a leg up to the Grue in the Attic ... and a brain.
Mustn't eat dessert before dinner after all.
(bounces and spins through)*drops tourists for the others to fight over and resumes pursuit of eyeball*
Ooh, a brain!
*feeds*