*splits infinitive with greataxe*
*splits infinitive with greataxe*
To boldly state that there are no infinitives is the most preposition I ever conjunctioned!
*drags dead bodies of Jokey's puns out*
*grumbles immaterial objections to self*
Who hired a janitor? Not saying we don't need one.
Shedding is a real issue.
Oh right the little green weird guy. what even is he?
If you are talking about specimen 0167-9860, "Poog", that one's a mutant goblin. Used to be an average goblin, until some lab experiments turned it into a goblin-reptile hybrid.
An aberration thing on the loose, rather.
Reptile goblin hybrid who would do such a thing? That just ain't right right there I tell you what.
...Monty?
Oh. Sorry, mistook you for someone else.
Who hired a janitor? Not saying we don't need one.
I do believe he hired himself actually...
Man now that is service, or he could be a spy of some sorts.
Reptile goblin hybrid who would do such a thing? That just ain't right right there I tell you what.
Some kind of demented evil genius, I would think. Who is certainly, um, not me in any way of course.
*cough*
*Pops back in*
Whaz that, Stan man boss?
You needs something?
Man now that is service, or he could be a spy of some sorts.
*glares at Vidmaster*
I may have hired myself, but I don't work for free, bub.*grumbling under breath - I mean, come-on, a man's gotta eat somehow...*
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Happy birthday, sport! I hope you has a 'howling' good time!
Betcha can't top that one, Pappy!
*growls*
I dislike jokes...
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Ah, don't mind him, he's just irrationally, and continually angry about selling his soul and ending up with only nigh-indestructibility, and the ability to kill 99.9999% of all germs with just a broom.
BTW, Happy birthday there, Big Bad.
He seems to be a very angry janitor. also the person in charge of your pay will be hiding in the closet.
I AM iN CHargE of EveRY-One's PAyments... I Am YouR FrienD Citizen.
...
I Am EVEry WherE Citizen >>><<< HEheHHEHHEEHEEh........ BZZZTT
I'm having mystery science theater flashbacks suddenly.
I'm just having flashbacks, which is what happens when you 'accidentally' sit on a lit firework.
Finally, one to understand the poor, misunderstood Artephius.
I guess we all have to get our thrills one way or another.
...
I feel you were just looking for an excuse to use that alias again. I'm sure it doesn't come up often.
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Phrasing...
I think that was a phrasing win personally.
Judges?
Alright Everyone gonna be gone till Friday so no more posts till I get back! I'll let you know.
No promises
Starting now!
It's a trap! He's not coming back just to be the winner!
I mean now! (totes not a trap)
Let's consult the Admiral. Admiral, what do you think?
alright "see" you all Friday peace!
*scuttles over all Fridays to come*
I'm having mystery science theater flashbacks suddenly.
This, soon coming to a netflix near you.
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*scuttles over all Fridays to come*
*Stares at Future Roach carefully*
It has antennae, just like me...It seems to have power over Time. Just like me...
*Shudders*
Uh, oh...
I've just realized this might be a Baleful Polymorphed future version of myself!
Everybody, back away from it! Don't step on it!
Don't worry, little cockroach, I'll take care of you!
Awesome! :)
*Steps on the roach*
Oh, i'm sorry, was that your auntie?
...then this must be your uncle.
*Steps on the next roach*
*pulls the little cricket out of his pocket.*
Alright you can stop stepping on people now, you sicko...
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You don't have pants. How do you have pockets... never mind.
Have I witnessed my own future death?
*Casts Reincarnate on the roach corpses*
Come what may.
You don't have pants. How do you have pockets... never mind.
I have whatever it is I want. I'm the Game Hamster...
You don't have pants. How do you have pockets... never mind.I have whatever it is I want. I'm the Game Hamster...
I have no strong feelings about this one way or the other!