So am I not bisecting someone with a baseball bat, then?
Also, I claim this new page for my new empire, [Name Pending]!
So am I not bisecting someone with a baseball bat, then?
Also, I claim this new page for my new empire, [Name Pending]!
I'LL HELP YA BUILD A WALL TA KEEP THA RIFF RAFF OUT!!!
Here, MBT. Enjoy.
*hands MBT a ticking Rubik's cube*
Sissyl dear, allow me to assist you.
Candygram for Message Board Troll. Candygram for Message Board Troll.
MMMM CANDY!!!! GIMMEE!!!
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Oh deer!
With a bear behind.
Well spoken, Bruce.
Hiya Bruce!
Can we call a Bruce Truce?
IF YOU DON'T PLAY THE GAME EXACTLY THE WAY I DO YER PLAYIN IT WRONG!!! IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE SAME STUFF I DO THEN YER PROBABLY RACIST!!! I MADE THE PALADIN FALL BECAUSE THE PLAYER SAID HE WAS LEFT HANDED AND WE ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!
YES! It means I'm FREEEEEE!
No, GoatGroper not free, Poog not yet done shanking you.
Just use the Stab-o-Tron 5000. No muss, no fuss.
YES! It means I'm FREEEEEE!
FREEEEE for all the savings down at Freedom Bird's All-You-Can-Devour Goat Ribs Bar-Be-Cue! Come in for Labor Day Savings!
YES! It means I'm FREEEEEE!
Sometimes free doesn't improve things.
Quite right. If it weren't for coin-operated pooping, I should be a complete waste of space.
Meanwhile, at the market square...
"Bog rolls! Get your bog rolls here!"
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And now, ladies and gentlemen, a short reading of one of Karazhan's more tragic operas:
"A glooming peace this morning with it brings,
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head.
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things,
Some shall be pardon'd and some punished.
For never was a story of more woe,
Than this of Julianne and her Romulo.
What's that about Toilet Ducks and Romulans?
They both go good roasted.
What's that about Toilet Ducks and Romulans?Klingons around Uranus?
Why are you using that outdated name for that planet? Don't you know that it was changed so that people would stop making crude jokes about it?
The planet's called Urectum now, by the way.
That's not Uranus, that's my wife!
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Urectum? Damn near killed 'em!
Urectum? Damn near killed 'em!
Now you're speakin' with my talk-words what come outta my mouth-hole!
Now all be quiet, or it's the burning stake punishment for you.
Speaking of burning, taco tequila Tuesday did nothe stick around long....
Too many people complained about not getting the worm.
Now all be quiet, or it's the burning stake punishment for you.
Charbroiled steak is my favorite kind! How did you know?
You, old timer, are the charcoaled steak.
It seems the stakes are quite high!
Bacon. He said, in a voice filled with conviction and zeal.
*Dons top hat, cape and waxed moustache. Ties robotic damsel with Win-seeking drone attachment to railway tracks, then hides behind nearby rock, fingers in ears*
*Attempts to roll boulder on the hiding Pulg. Naturally it rolls back on to me. Holds up sign that reads "Doh!"*
Not bad.
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*Attempts to roll boulder on the hiding Pulg. Naturally it rolls back on to me. Holds up sign that reads "Doh!"*
Beep Beep
Beep Beep
*ZOOM
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Hey, is that Dick Dastardly?
Or does it always look like that?
No time to talk! I need to stop and cheat so that I can win this race that I was already legitimately winning based on my skill alone!
Oh, Bullwinkle. That trick never works.
*paints tunnel entrance on to the rock face and waits for Sinister Stan to smack in to it, giving me the win.*
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*Pauses in front of the painted tunnel, smirks, and is then run down by a train that comes out of the painted tunnel*