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Eviscerating potential prey and collecting their skulls and other such trophies has just lost it's edge. And for a Hish-qu-Ten, when THAT happens, their is only ONE cure. Go on the most dangerous, thrilling hunt ever and kill the prey that regains your fallen honour.
The next poster knows just how to help me.
Poog be liking this mecha-tarrasque, great funz.
Next poster tellz us what special abilities mecha-tarrasque Poog be driving, has.
Yep, got a run down of the mecha-tarrasque's armaments. Eye lasers, shoulder mounted rockets, 105mm cannon in chest, electroshock tail spikes, flamethrower in left palm, GE mini-gun in right palm. Plus metal claws and teeth, yep, she is a real death machine.
The next poster, please put the mecha-tarrasque through its test paces. (gahh, Mondays make me forget stuff..)
It's a hand puppet of a gerbil holding a sign saying 'Stop!'
The next poster is the unwilling puppeteer and is obliged to tell us how they got into this predicament.
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"We wanted to see what it was like on the other end of things, for a change."
"The other end of what, though? Puppeteering, or eating suckers alive?"
"Puppeteering, of course. We already knew what it was like to be suckers from when we signed up for this site!"
"D'OH-HOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOOO!!!"
"The next poster has signed on as the 17th candidate for the GOP Presidential nomination!"
Did you here about the traveling salesman and the farmer's daughter?
The next poster knows what happened next.
Yes, he liked her, but her father disapproved and now he's a traveling saleswoman.
The next person has an unusual but effective way to ward off carolers.
Uh, about that. I thought it was a new toy. I batted it around some, then knocked it down some rabbit hole. That thing was deep.
The next poster has a suitable replacement (and it is not my head).
MOrtal KOmbat Sub-Zero be Cool dude.
Next poster be doing role of robin in (not another??) new batman movie.
Holy spoilers Batman! How did that information leak already?
The next poster still hasn't figured out how numbers work.
1 8 3 7 56 6 44 uh, what comes next.
The next poster is a genius, in his or her own mind.
Poog invented new way for bonfires, but it secret to non-goblinz.
Next poster like barbequed cats as snacks.
Long as you take the fur off, a nice slow cooked cat really hits the spot, but they make a terrible howl when you cook them.
The next poster has taken the side of the lobsters in the endless debate of "cooking live sea bugs is cruel, but tasty."
That way there will be more for me.
The next poster is a clone.
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You've got the Dark Side of the coin, you've got the not-Dark side of the coin, me? I'm the coin that lands on its rim. I can telekinetically wield my lightsaber, talk to inanimate objects using Force Speech, create semi-real illusions with the art of Force Painting, and breathe indigo Forcefire!
The next poster did 3 silly things, each with a radically different species, using the power of genetic engineering.
All I want to know is, why cotton candy? The buttered petri dish, that I could understand. But why in the name of the gods would you involve cotton candy?
The next poster stole forty cakes. That's as many as four tens. And that's terrible.
In the year 2015, I set out to create a force of ultimate destruction... and I succeeded. LET MY FOLLY BE A LESSON TO YOU ALL!!!
The next poster will rescue me from the giant man-eating pizza.
:performs an erotic dance for the GM-EP.:
:GM-EP vomits its biomass up until it is completely gone:
The next poster will tell us his/her favorite toppings
They call me the man with no left side because I'm ALL RIGHT!!!
The next poster is an actual murderhobo.
Yep, I have a +5 sword cane hidden in my hobo tramp pack, and my red and while polka-dot kerchief is a Cloak of Protection +4. What do I use these for you say, well to kill things and take their stuff, like a good homicidal nomad should.
The next poster is able to eat nearly anything, tell us what you eat.
My favorite food is gods, but they are so hard to come by anymore.
The next poster was an extra in a movie, once.
I was the proverbial Spare Prick in Four Weddings and a Funeral, although I was quite hard to spot amongst all the other pricks in that particular film.
The next poster really, really wants to star alongside Hugh Grant in a special movie they've scripted just for him.
Oh yes. We will have such wonderful fun together...
The next poster will help to stretch and lubricate Mr. Grant in preparation for our first scene.
It was all a big misunderstanding - I said mothers-in-law.
The next poster will help rectify the mistake in such a way that leaves me unharmed and sends the warlords after my enemies to hunt them down and destroy them.
You may laugh, but my new scaly boss provides a great dental plan!
The next poster is pathologically incapable of typing vowels.
T's bn prbl m fr whl, cn't dn tht. Bt vntll lrn t gt b.
Th nxt pstr wll rcnt tl f rdcls vnt wth mnd flr.
Wow, this meatloaf looks delicious, but the ketchup is stinging my eyeteeth!
The next poster knows the secret of creation.
Indeed, and it is wonderful. Let me show you...
:shows you:
Next poster: response?
Why did I have to be reminded of how I lost my home and family?!
The next poster shall recall the most pleasant experience they have had.
Ah, the field of catnip.
The next poster had a unique experience with the Tarasque.