We have breakfast every Saturday morning: He tells me funny stories, and I take another bite of him.
The next poster's fear of industrial laundry machines is justified.
Because I am hand wash only.
The next poster runs a Pontius Pilates class.
The secret is this: Turn left at Albuquerque!
The next poster has no idea what they look like.
Arrh, 'tis the Lost Golden Colostomy Bag o'Henry Avery!
The next poster ravages the seven seas as Pinkbeard.
Indeed. Would you like to see it?
:shows you:
The next poster has been inspired to sing a sea-shanty.
As I was a-sailin' down near Magnimar,
Yo ho, blow the man down.
A pretty young Selkie, she waved from a-far.
Yo ho, blow the man down!
The next poster opened a restaurant with an unusual theme.
And I did it with a big eyed bean from Venus.
The next poster was in Reverend Green with the study and the candlestick
Every Thursday afternoon.
The next poster keeps us well oiled.
I met him. Randomly. Ate him.
The next poster paints portraits of pigs.
I am also willing to do group pictures of Generals in their masses.
The next poster introduced me to my mind.
That wasn't Mario - it was Stalin in a steamroller.
The next poster has been called in to deal with an infestation on teeny Mussolinis.
Yes, but we are not allowed to discuss politics here.
The next poster will tell Mike there's a phone call for him. Last name Krotch. :)
My Crotch! Can anybody see My Crotch? Someone is looking for My Crotch!
:aside: Oh, Jambi: Tell Michael Krotch he has a phone call.
The next poster will solve the mystery of Hugh Jazz.
That's correct. And there are no doughnuts...left. Nyuk nyuk nyuk.
The next poster will explain natural air conditioning.
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DA! We take big stix, beat wind spirits with them every time they do something undesired, give flowers or something every time they do something desired, eventually air is conditioned to do what we wish it to do - and is all natural! Comrade Pavlov-Approved! Is very good help on Japanese front!
Comrade Next Posterovich, why you have big banana in ear???
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We will stick a kumquat, the natural predator of the banana, in the other ear, and watch it flee in terror.
The next poster has a cure for an itchy brain.
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Indeed I do! *conjures a neh-thalggu*
The next poster, years ago now, sold its soul for a bowl of good clam chowder.
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The procurement of KahnyaGnorc's soul was most vital for a trade agreement with the forces of Abboden in order to gain their assistance with setting up a mining industry in Nirvana.
The next poster has been hired to find either an outer plane or an inner plane for us to set up another mining industry.
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I've found you a lovely little place...!
The next poster accepted a cosmic chariot-ride from great hoary Nodens - that meddlesome fool!
Goat Whore-y Noses? I'll try anything once.
The next poster's nostrils hurt, but they have advice for the next person.
Try not to eat goats through your nose.
The next poster doesn't care.
And a Care Bear in my underwear.
The next poster hops to the hip.
Pulg is good as new! All thanks to my highly refined skills in the use of duct tape.
The next poster will avenge Pulg's semi-death using semi-____________ (fill in the blank).
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Nothing a little bit of rum and gun powder can't fix!
*Pours six barrels of the finest grade rum and a mountain of gun powder onto Pulg and sets it alight.*
Luckily for him, he's part phoenix wing fluff!
The next poster's riding shotgun, underneath the hot sun, feeling like a someone!
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Poog be riding Jurassic Bard, carrying cannon to shoot at gorillas, rats and pirates.
Next poster has been cleaning up corpses of things Poog blew up with cannon.
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Yet another fine use for my extraordinary robobeasts! The possibilities are endless!
*Maniacal laughter.*
Next poster, I have joined forces with Malvel the Dark Wizard and we've have gained total domination over your planetary kingdom (and if you were unaware you had one, that's your problem not ours). With your forces completely obliterated, tell us how you can best serve in order for us to spare your pathetic life!
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I hear you have an overpopulation of virgins. I can help with that, thus increasing your tactical forces.
*tactical smile*
The next poster will distract the mods so that this questionable post will go unnoticed.
Casts spell Owha tagoo siam on mods.
The next poster wants to come clean about their most hidden secret.
Well, if you insist: You see... [YOU ARE DRIVEN IRREVOCABLY MAD]
As you can imagine, the clean up took some time, but it was a growth experience, to be sure.
The next poster will tell us their favorite Mother's Day memory.
LET POOG OUT!!!!
Poog tricked into time travel! :'(
Next pozter haz great new idea for large ckorporate buzinez.
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Yes I do have a great new idea for a large corporate business (actually it's one you guys have already heard of, but it's still a great idea). I create Robobeasts for a living and it is never too hard to find a buyer willing to part with a substantial amount of money to have one. Since joining forces with Malvel, business has been even more successful, as his magic (fused with my robotics) has resulted in the two of us creating a planetary conglomerate empire with our clients paying with the deeds to their planets in order to fight one another! How deliciously ironic and satisfying!
The next poster, in addition to being one of my best clients, has just started a business venture of their own.
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I have built a Lion Mech factory on Aballon. Not only do 6 of them form Voltron, 6 voltrons can now form Mega Voltron. The Robeast vs Voltron economy will support the Starfinder economy.
The next poster will please stat Robeasts, Lion Mechs, and Voltrons.