Since he was commenting about Comte, it was sarcasm.
Fester, the front of my shop is for the
rubesgeneral public.
The real store is in the back office.
Don't you go sassing CrabSnakeMan.
Well lets put it this way I have two alias for sarcasm and he is one of them.
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I wonder what the other one is....
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:examines: the Compte’s hide:
Hmm. Shoddy technique, this. Not quite an amateur’s work, but scarcely professional.
Have your skinner sent to me for a lesson, Herr Count. Then send his replacement and we’ll see if we can’t teach them better.
:to the dragon maid:
As for your paramour, I’m afraid I have left the conventional amorous arts behind long since. If you would like to learn how to really show her a time, There is much you could learn, but my time is not cheap. If you cannot afford lessons, you might enjoy my public exhibitions, should they come round again.
:begins to recline into open air, only to have attendants swoop in with an ornate chez lounge at the last moment:
Now then. Shall we have some light entertainment?
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Umm, Goattoucher, we ALL skinned Comte de Malodor (including himself).
I'm afraid nobody skinned my brother. He forgot to put on any suntan lotion before going outside, and he was just peeling horribly.
If we want light entertainment, and Fester swallowing fluorescent light strips and then illuminating his bum from within won't do it, may I bring my 72 Hours Of Non_Stop Jam Stained Backstreet Boys Covers show to this neighbourhood?
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Really? I could've sworn that we flayed Comte de Malodor alive due to something he said.
*Shrugs while continuing with "light show".*
I think, Pulg, you should probably bring your Backstreet Boys things as they...
*Unexpectedly swells and then explodes, covering everyone except Tohru the Dragon Maid and Goattoucher in "gunk".*
hmm quite...
Pulg, tell your fairy operatic tenor to shut up while we all clean up the "gunk" off of ourselves.
Tell me why.
Pulg, tell your fairy operatic tenor to shut up while we all clean up the "gunk" off of ourselves.Tell me why.
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
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That's true, I've been there myself. Although I must say, I hope that you have restocked on your "flesh of storms" as I bought a jar of the stuff last week and it had expired centuries ago.
That is because you bought flush of storms by mistake. It takes 99 years to age properly.
Good thing I was checking on the Count's order when Fester had his little problem.
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I just realized, Fester has had a lot of problems since he regenerated without his heart.
I wonder if I should give it back.
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NAH!
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Fester can regenerate any and every part of his body.
*Inspects jar I bought from Schism Hag.*
You're right, how did I make such an obvious mistake?
*Looks around.*
When is that blasted robot, R2-FU, gonna get here?!
*Begins to detect unpleasant odour from everyone.*
All this "gunk" is really starting to smell worse.
mass prestidigitation
That should clear things up.
Dang. One too many people. Sorry Comte.
*Eyes closed, in a slow, dreamy voice*
If you're not... wearing... a housemaid's... outfit... kindly... sod... off...
Slander.
I heard he skipped town.
They are taking on a new junior partner, Mr Li Bel.
Full name.
So wait did we escape Jumanji? Did I miss that?
Did we truly escape, or were we release since we were at a (pardon the expression) dead end?
This thread has gotten very existential as of late.
Oh, that!
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*Suddenly, a giant mechanical creature appears.*
How do you all like my latest wonder?
*The mechanical creature looks like a hybrid between a gorilla, a lion, an ox and an eagle. Most notably however, the creature is powered by accordions.*
I must thank you, Pulg, were it not for your accordion band none of this would be possible.
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So it was YOU who stole all our accordions!
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FIEND! How dare he take such beautiful instruments and turn them into this mockery.
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Because you said his name wrong, he's unaffected by your attacks (trust me, I once attacked a noble paladin but accidentally called him a noble pulladin, and so I couldn't harm him).
*Ibsen just laughs at Vampire Schism.*
Not that it matters in your case, because...
*Vampire Schism is promptly crushed to death by the mechanical creature.*
Where's Nasty Orc when you need him?
*Sees Schism looking at the monstrosity looming over us.*
How are you here, when your vampire form has just been killed?
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Umm, yeah, don't you remember the flock of clockwork eagles that killed you in order to take the accordions.
*(Go back to page 581 and read the last post on that page)*.
He won't let us read. Something about 'spoiling our instinctive music genius' and 'being able to understand contracts'.
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Because you said his name wrong, he's unaffected by your attacks (trust me, I once attacked a noble paladin but accidentally called him a noble pulladin, and so I couldn't harm him).
*Ibsen just laughs at Vampire Schism.*
Blast! That is a rule?
That means we are still in Jumanji!AAAAHHHH!!!!