Yes. Uninflatable balloons leave me cold. Blech!
The next poster will bring the hobbits alive... and unspoiled.
Meh, the guy was raging over how i "stole his kills".
He was nothing special, never will be either, being a pile of ashes.
The next poster is a brony.
I am a brown bolonga. In this you are quite correct.
The next poster's wearing Tyrannosaurus Kex.
Indeed. Like former governor Jesse "The Body" Ventura, I am a sexual tyrannosaurus, and I've got chocolaty shoes to match!
The next poster knows kung-fu, and will show you.
Assumes gelatinous cube shape and slowly digests GoatToucher.
Changes back, burps.
"The next poster has a suggestion for indigestion."
Mix the lime and the coconut and drink it all up.
The next poster will tell us why he/she is holding a giant salami and making silly faces at us.
That's no salami. :wink:
It's pepperoni. I am making a bunch of pizzas for a church function.
The faces are due to Bell's Palsy. Thanks for bringing it up. Jerk.
The next poster once was lost, but now is found.
I ate a trail of children I found in the woods, led me right out.
The next poster was supposed to be on that field trip, but wasn't.
I was the "Woman who fell off the roof" in scene 3 act 1. The show was about Zombie Cyborgs with projectile vomit weapons.
The next poster got hit with one of those weapons and will tell us what they do.
They didn't do anything that a naked run through the car-wash and some antibiotics wouldn't fix.
The next poster was the star of Binky the Barfing Zomborg II
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Do not remind me. That time was one big blur due to overloaded torture using such items as spice girls and Justin bieber music and watching nothing but reality TV for 23 1/2 hours a day. The other half hour was a short version of Paris Hilton describing how she chose her outfit and Kim Kardashian criticism of it.
The next poster loves this type of torture
'Kim Kardashian Criticism', or 'Rigorous Self Criticism', as it's known in Pulg's monastery. Someone he's always glad to see the back of.
The next poster would like to provide the conclusion to Perry Mason's Case of the Hairless Heiress.
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She was merely adopted by her wealthy gorilla family. It explains everything!
Entropy functions directly backward for the next poster, so while they never need to eat to sustain themselves, they instead face the threat of dying of excessive spontaneous growth, and sit down and hack bits off themselves when others eat meals.
Wrapping myself once around the world is enough.
The next poster's favorite contact sport is tiddly-winks.
I have my lucky sweatband when I play!
The next poster is keeping something under his/her hat.
Indeed--it's my head.
The next poster is me.
Indeed, I am.
The next poster has something they need to tell you.
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I have to say that dominoes taste nothing like tiddly winks.
The next poster knows exactly what tiddly winks and dominoes taste like.
Chicken, of course.
The next poster feels like summoning something, and will tell us what and why, and what precautions he/she feels are necessary to avoid disaster in the process.
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I Am Summoning: Planet Saturn
Because: Humanity needs to be given a proper sense of perspective
But I Am Taking Care To: Also summon the Universe's Biggest Styrofoam Peanut and direct it to where Saturn used to be, so all its very important moons still have something to orbit around
The next poster just got their ass kicked by SpongeBob Squarepants.
I honestly didn't know Sponge Bob was 9 levels of brawler and one level of bard.
The next poster gave the local mind flyer food poisoning.
After careful analysis it was a matter of time before i did. It now decorates the chimney of the local inn.
The next poster is a kitty-mancer, conjurer and manipulator of kitties.
And to think, I always preferred dogs!
The next poster REALLY likes gnomes. I mean really likes them.
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I eat a bowl of them with milk for breakfast every morning.
The next poster is a thing of beauty.
Poog handsomemest of goblins.
Next poster is love interest of Sissyl.
True, but I don't think we're talking about the same Sissyl here...
The next poster is the Other Pulg (with a GUH!)
Darn you! You've uncovered my Wily disguise! I am PulGUH!
The next poster doesn't believe this and has some facts to prove it's not true.
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Darn right I don't believe that! And I have proof:
1. Liranys was with me at a Mardi Gras festival when the other Pulg was out performing atrocities like when 'he' robbed the first national bank of Absolem.
2. Also, Liranys has doesn't like wearing disguises.
3. Finally, Liranys is a half elf pirate whereas the other Pulg is a chimaera experiment gone horribly wrong.
The next poster can confirm all of this.
Can yes. Will? Not on your life.
The next poster thought that the chimera experiment went horribly right.
This one had a glorious tiger head instead of a paultry lion head.
The next poster spent time in the foreign legion.
Huh? What that? Four an legion?
Poog don't remember, Poog remember fighting weird longshanks with funny hats.
Next poster be next prime minister or Azerbaijann
But my goal is to be Prime Minister of the WORLD!
Next poster is my campaign manager.
NEXT STOP TUVALU! Or to the loo, anyway... Either invest in an in-underpants filtration system or stop eating beans would be my advice, colleague.
The next poster is the Creamy Caudillo of Castrovel.
I tried running the place, but Castro beat me to it, though I walked away with my creamyness intact.
The next poster grew up on Mudder's Milk.
And I'm mad as hell about it!
The next poster milks hamsters for a living.
And have just found it too.
The next poster is a secret russian spy in Brazil.
Poog think you must be longshank named Gee Zus, cry-ist by nature.
Goblins less sad even.
Next poster wants become chief of pies in Magnimar
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I would be too, but this 'Purple Pie Man' character keeps stealing all of my damn customers.
Next poster has the largest collection of snowglobes in Golarion.
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It was a winter wonderland. I got really tired of the fake snow though. It sticks to EVERYTHING.
The next posers was abducted by aliens.
Is big problem. Poog small, keyboard high.
Next poster is Slipknot groopie
I prefer the Alcatraz Ascot. Looks great around pirate necks.
The next poster is a bush-leaguer.
Everything's Zen? I don't think so.
The next poster needs some ointment for a... sensitive problem.