Reveal yourself, Seven mimes!
Are...are you serious? You know that you can mouse over a name in green or purple and know who is posting. So...you're calling yourself out?
Nope. I'm probably going to have you committed...or recruit for a Teenagers From Outer Space game.
I win at whatever the heck that is.
It's an old RPG. It references VHS tapes...it's that old.
Video Home System. *sigh* Okay, you can't talk me until you find a Betamax player...
I know Betamax. Only because I read Captain America, but still...
Yeah. He was fighting Hydra Boy in the Interwebs and Hydra Boy was like
I'm Blu Ray, you're Betamax." I had no idea what it meant, so I looked it up, and I found out what it meant. I win.
he is on LSD, don't worry.
LSD? Licking some Donkeys?
Silence is the same as admission.
Of your doping scheme. The IOC will hear of this.
The International Order of Chickens shall do nothing!
We know all, we see all. Despair! The Colonel has seen your crimes!
YAAR, this pirate be claimin' tha win by tha code o' tha sea.
At sea it is thee, but on land I command.
Ah, but this code is different! Ask any sea fairing computer geek and you'll hear a similar answer!
Get out. Just get out. I win.
Sure. I will just take the win with me. You stay in there in the lose.
Go on! Git!
*turns the hose on lucky7*
And don't you ever 'old man' me again, you thug!
If you don't git, I'll get my cane (+3 silver undead bane cane).
You're not mythic/epic, so the most a weapon can have is +5. Now git!
*sprays lucky7 with the hose again*
*steps on hose, stopping water flow*
Quefk!
*attempts to eat the apples on the mimes' cheeks*
Mmmughmafb!
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