*Is impressed with Bigger Shark's callous action.*
*Deploys a random growing method to make Bigger Shark grow giant.*
Bigger Super Massive Large Giant Shark. With Smurfs.
That'd make a heck of a clarinet. Unfortunately, it's not kosher, so we'll have to make do with this gargantuan salmon instead.
Hang on - does this mean that the salmonet is going to be REAL?! It's a Christmas Miracle!!!
No Pulg, you shaving yourself bald to help regrow fir trees, that's a Christmas miracle!
Get back to chopping trees and skinning rabbits!
*Has Schism run across hot coals as punishment for slacking off.*
*Shaves self*
*Disappears entirely*
*Pile of hair re-coalesces*
Hi.
Are we now Rugged Pioneers, out in the wilderness of Mt. Crumpet? Am I Pulgy Pinecone?
No, you're just Pulg.
And not even a bald Pulg at that!
Hands Pulg a crate full of hair care products.
*Dressed in flowing white robes, lathers hair before washing it in a clear, pure, mountain stream; tosses luxuriant blonde locks about, beaming, with the sunshine glinting off his beautiful amber highlights*
*Checks mountain stream.*
Nothing pure and clear about that!
*Orders Schism to dump more sulphur into the water.*
Less than 3 days to total mayhem.
HAHAHA!
You're not working, Schism!
*Grabs the unfortunate derro by the scruff.*
If you don't shape up, then no Christmas mayhem!
*Let's go of Schism, causing her to fall into the snow.*
Phooey!
Gets back to work.
*Tootles vigorously on his shiny new salmonet*
Don’t suppose I could interest you in a pikenspiel.
I do suppose that you could, especially if it also incorporates one or more 12-13 ft spears.
*Plucks out all the strings on the glockenspiels and uses them as dental floss. Then returns them after being used in a thorough manner.*
Hey boss, some tall pasty dude just dropped off a used harpsicord.
Our third Christmas Miracle (and counting) - stringed glockenspiels.
*Re-purposes harpsichord into an iron lung and a pair of dentures.*
I tried to make a Tommy gun, but it just didn't work out.
*Starts playing with some old Power Rangers figures.*
Wait, did those glockenspiels never have strings!?
*Begins wrapping Schism in lights and tinsel.*
Then what did I floss my teeth with?
A stringed bean quartet. Our fifth Christmas miracle. Plus it came with a fifth, so bonus!
So where's the fourth Christmas miracle?
Let me guess, it's with the sixth.
*Inspects all the watches and clocks on the wall.*
Schism! It's time!
*Gets "looked at" by The when.*
Don't give me that, you know what I mean!
*Begins preparations.*
At least I'm not taking over the forum.
*Rolls eyes, clearly not amused.*
Others are taking care of that!
CRUSHED MOTH TIIIIME
MISSILES IN WINE
CHIIIILBLAINS SWEENGING, CRASHED LEANNE RYMES
*Comes home after a night of yuletide misdeeds.*
Now to see who'll be the first to see what we've done.
*Opens a bottle of champagne, pours the contents onto Schism, and begins eating the bottle.*
Merry Christmas everyone!
*Plays medley of Seasonal Ditties, disco polka style*
*While Pulg's Fairy Accordion Band is playing their medley, their accordions explode with Christmas dust and glitter paint.*
Looks like those guys got their "gift" from me.
Schism is in charge of your gift.
In honor of the day, I have had Jambi deliver a gift to each of you, wherever you may hide away from the world, whatever your secret place, I know of it and have sent Jambi there.
Please, so the rest of us can enjoy, describe the package and what it contains.
I should hate to think you did not appreciate what I sent you.
*Receives unexpected parcel.*
What is this?
*Sees that it's from GoatToucher.*
Oh... how very... thoughtful...
*Apprehensive about what the gift is, I open the parcel.*
It's... no, it can't be!
*Gets really excited.*
Just what I have always wanted, thank you GoatToucher!
It is an anatomically correct housemaid formed from a mixture of eggnog, liquified CS gas, and antifreeze!
Hoop la hoop la, I am so 'appy.
It's a set of orders sending Alphonse to a perpetual siege of a Githyanki fortress on the Astral Plane!
It's a Bluetooth-enabled salmonet with a spigot that administers unlimited quantities of cream cheese!
It's a voucher for an all-body dip dye and bubble perm!
*Sees a gift from GoatToucher outside cave.*
What do we have here?
*Opens the gift, and an agitated cat jumps onto my head.*
My face! Get it off my face!
*Has successfully taken over the forum.*
Lord Zedd: we did it!
*Begins a grand celebration.*
Madam Odius: finally, this has been a long time coming!
*Receives the parcel from GoatToucher (it's a big one).*
Koragg: it seems that even we weren't forgotten.
*Opens the parcel, gets excited.*
Boomtower: those pesky little Power Rangers have been defeated at last!
*Joy quickly turns into horror and revulsion.*
Divatox: did GoatToucher really need to include photos and detailed information on how he did it?
So sorry everyone, I never told you what I got!
It is a special demiplane generator, so now I can go to a small pocket dimension and finally be the undisputed evil ruler that I have always wanted to be.
*Opens up gift from GoatToucher.*
An infinite banquet! It's about time!
*Sees what everyone has received.*
Why did Comte de Malodor tell us what his sister got?
*Begins eating the infinite banquet.*
Oh, and the NUAoE shouldn't complain, they have the Power Rangers on a silver platter (of sorts) and pleading for the sweet release of death after being tortured by GoatToucher.
*Finally pulls the cat off my face.*
OWIE!!
*Throws the miserable furball at Comte de Malodor.*
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Fish-Malkovich wrote: *Opens up gift from GoatToucher.*
An infinite banquet! It's about time!
*Sees what everyone has received.*
Why did Comte de Malodor tell us what his sister got?
Temporary possession was the second part of the present.
Oh, I've just remembered, I have a gift for all of you.
*Attacks the little blue creeps with a sledgehammer.*
Only to smash his own toes as the Smurfs are way too fast and clever.
What about the slow and stupid one?
Papa something wasn't it?
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Finally untangles self from tinsel.
Boss, how could you?
I missed all the fun.
Starts weeping
Man, it has been a hot minute, but I guess I won again.
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