They called me mad... With you ALL as my witnesses... I hereby swear that I WILL SHOW THEM!!! They will see my works and despair!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!
The next poster makes a similar promise.
Oh, quite so. Sadly, it turns out she has a thing for eating people's heads during... ehum. So it's impractical.
The next poster has a brilliant suggestion.
You only get hangovers if you stop drinking, so never stop drinking! And there's nothing like sake for a tanuki.
The next poster has a headache.
Yeah, you know, me and Lindsay, we... Ehum. So she started eating my head. Awkward, to say the least.
The next poster will share the story of when something similar happened to them.
Given I'm a shapeshifter that was less of a sacrifice than was intended, but the secrets of alcohol they kept was secret to me no more. Also it allowed me to improve my personal gourd of endless high-quality sake.
The next poster will tell me what their favourite drink from my company is.
Is seagull flavored milkshake.
Next poster have plan to ride Dakar Rally and win.
I will. It is the greatest gift of all: the gift of "love".
The next poster received my gift.
....but the theme music start playing and everyone was happy.
The next poster believes Elvis Presley is still alive.
He's alive inside each and every one of us.
So I must dig inside of everyone to find that little piece of the King in order to reassemble him.
Whether they like it or not.
The next poster will give us a little less conversation, a little more action, please.
.....*PYROMANIACS*
Next poster is admirer of destructive goblin handywork.
I write words on heavy stone blocks and drop them on goblins.
The next poster explains why they are no longer with the band.
I went solo, quite successful too.
The next poster appreciates the movie Predator I
It's cool to appreciate pop culture, right? Just don't think about the dreadlock tentacles.
The next poster added waaaaay too much garlic.
Yes, but -where- did I put it? :winks coyly:
The next poster is in the throes of a forbidden love.
Wazzat? I'm HOW old? Gosh durnit. Oh well... I remember how it used to be. People comin in from all over, into the big city. And I knew the city. Tourists asked me for directions, so I sent them to Big Joe's diner. Funny thing about Big Joe, he was really fond of women's elbows...
Someone else can tell the rest of the story.
So fond in fact he scrapped the diner and opened a new club called The Elbow Room. It featured bawdy displays of women's elbows, we'll you get the picture. He was fond of saying let's get this "joint" rockin....
The next poster does not like to rock the boat.
This nuke is my baby. MY BABY.
The next poster also has a baby.
Is called fire-bomb.
Next poster lobbies to push back global warming.
Indeed. Sales of my "gently used" goat-hair coats and sweaters are plummeting!
The next poster just found our that s/he is wearing one of those coats right now.
It's still got a goat in! How do I get my head out again?
The next poster wants to Save The Lemming From Itself.
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That's what STLFI stands for!? I don't believe it, this stupid thing got me to donate 150,000 pounds! I could have used that money to set up a restaurant where people could EAT the lemmings instead!
The next poster once held the Empire State Building for ransom and when asked about demands, they replied with: "First I want to see the oompa loompa!"
I thought that was where the chocolate factory was.
The next poster explains what is wrong with my computer monitor.
I got them bottled up nicely in a row.
The next poster thinks Mary Poppins should have re-educated certain people in the movie.
The Fiend Fantastic for example.
The next poster will tell us why the fiend is so fantastic.
What's your aim, redfur?
It's because i take the time to get amongst the masses.
I'm kinda social for a fiendish devil, and a taddy bit more merciful.
The next posters can confirm this and will then share with us why red pandas are an endangered species.
I bought them out of the back of a comic book. It said I would be able to see through anything. Turns out, they work!
The next poster also has a pair of x-ray specs but uses them for, ahem, other purposes.
The next poster survived a stabbing from Pedro.
And it was exquisite, until I forgot the safe word.
The next poster also forgot the safe word.