Here I go with the timid little woodland creature bit again. It's shameful, but...ehhh, it's a living.
Now my bit is... eh, whatever.
I thought your bit was forever being attacked by all the things?
They were going to call it Vick Tim's Law at first, but then Murphy stole all the credit at the last moment.
Story of my life.
Just imagine how robocop felt.
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Irony. Robocop feels irony.
*Raises finger* *opens mouth to speak*....*Closes mouth* *puts finger down*
You're still there ?
Desist. A human can't outlive a gnome in the race for winning.
unless said gnome gets eaten, blows himself up, is stepped on etc. I like my chances.
I agree with Vidmaster, a good boot to the head works wonders on gnomes :P
Now fiends are harder to get rid of. maybe holy water?
What you think I was Santa Claus maybe?
AM BEARD!
(Drinks some hot coco)
/me wrings the spinach smoothie out of his beard.
beard maintenance is important.
That was a real howler, Wolfy.
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No, just no, Jokey.
No this is the alt I use when I make puns its far more koalafied.
You gotta have beariance in your puns. Otherwise people get mad at you for some reason.
Yeah that is like the unwritten claws of all puns
This is getting teddy-ous.
Sigh, I better try to put a stop to this before it gets out of hand.
* takes Banhammer Jr. and hits Jokey, U-Bear-able Puns, and VRMH over the head, a-la The Three Stooges *
aw Just when every bunny was having a good time. was that really necessary?
You missed a spot.
*Pulls out Banhammer Sr. and hits self, Un-Bear-able Puns, and VRMH with the proper wrist flick*
I like this place like it is now.
[*makes grasping gesture with chubby hands*]
All mine !
Don't touch it, Quiche Lisp. It's a trap.
No wait touch it quiche lisp! its a trap!
Don't touch it, trap! It's a Quiche Lisp!
Don't touch quiche lisp now there is some good advice.
I'm offended ! I'm perfectly capable of dealing with traps, being a member of the GUT (Gnome Unified Trapsters).
Here, take that [*offers wrapped package*]. It's a gift !
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Oh alright, fine!
*Takes the wrapped package.*
If someone is going to be blown up, it might as well be me!
*Tears of some of the wrapping, expecting an explosion, only for the gift to turn out to be a lovely little music box.*
Oh, how about that! Quite lovely, isn't it?
*Hands music box over to the next poster.*
* takes the music box and looks it over *
Hmmm....
Interesting...
An example of First World Gnome design from the Second Epoch of the Third Purple Sun. Quite valuable and quite indestructible.
* loads the music box into a cannon and shoots it straight up *
Wait for it.
* the music box lands with a resounding thud and creates a hole 5 feet across and 5 feet deep but is otherwise undamaged *
I already have three of these. Anyone want this one?
Let us conduct the five tests.
1) Can I eat it?
2) Can I have sex with it?
3) Can I smoke it?
4) Can it smoke me?
5) Can I be bothered?
After this rigorous process, I am forced to answer 'No'. I would rather have a lukewarm chicken & mushroom pie.
Well if nobody else wants it...
* opens up the nearest closet and hands it to IHIYC *
Here, you can have it.
In the meantime, I guess I better get on making Pulg's lukewarm chicken and mushroom pie.
Mumble grumble no one ever makes me lukewarm pie mumble grumble...
Well, if you'd just say something I'd make you one. Now, what kind of pie would you like?
I could really go for a "souls of the damned" flavor if you've got it.
Or pumpkin. Either's Good.
There's a pumpkin pie already at the banquet table.
The Fiend Fantastic took the last slice of "soul of the damned" but I've got another one of those in the oven. It should be ready in a few minutes.
Thank you! I think I'll have to go with a slice of pumpkin; it takes 5 million years for a Soul of the Damned pie to cool down to lukewarm temperatures.
Of course, the more the merrier, friend Wolf. Grab an apron and head on over to the kitchen. If you need help finding anything just ask.
Wolf not find any birds, they all gone.
(Munches on something...feather falls from the corner of his mouth)
I still am not sure what that thing even is^