It's true the beard does in fact have a terrible sense of humor.
Hopefully it isn't a punster.
Aww my streak.
It is looking a bit faded. Go back to the beard-dresser and get it touched up.
Least you didn't go for the other kind of streak.
:looks over NV7:
Nice genitals.
There speaks a true connoisseur.
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TMI! TMI!
*SHANKS NVM & GOATTOUCHER*
Sickos.....
*wanders off*
:looks down at open abdominal wound:
Now that takes me back....
So close no matter how far.
Meh I've had worse.
Well that one was a new one anyways.
So is AM tardigrade like a regular sized tardigrade or like a humongous one? because their is a good chance I don't even notice that approach.
Ok then yes one would be worried if one were Lichen.
Where Pulg when I need him. He resembles Tardigrade food way more then me.
You guys are just lucky I already called in my Pun Pun favor for this month.
*stands by the door, casually leaning on metal baseball bat*
O wait it is November isn't it? *grabs his waking stick*
*groggy* Huh what? who?
Me? Food? Cover me with tomato sauce and cheese and I suppose I might resemble spaghetti with meatballs - I'd still be thoroughly inedible, though.
My first thought is "STEP ON THAT THING! Step on it before it gets to the children!!!"
On top of ol pulg-ie all covered with cheese I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed!
My first thought is "STEP ON THAT THING! Step on it before it gets to the children!!!"
Mine as well. I'm having a dinner party tonight and the Arch Viceroy to the Lord of [INCOMPREHENSIBLE NOISE THAT MAKES YOUR EYEBALLS ITCH] has a host of food allergies. I have a very particular menu in mind.
Foot-Crushed Tardigrade is a delicacy of particular nuance, suited for the most sophisticated of palates and the most sensitive of viscera.
My first thought is "STEP ON THAT THING! Step on it before it gets to the children!!!"Mine as well. I'm having a dinner party tonight and the Arch Viceroy to the Lord of [INCOMPREHENSIBLE NOISE THAT MAKES YOUR EYEBALLS ITCH] has a host of food allergies. I have a very particular menu in mind.
Foot-Crushed Tardigrade is a delicacy of particular nuance, suited for the most sophisticated of palates and the most sensitive of viscera.
Should we bring our own sacrificial victims?
Probably; don't want to accidentally sacrifice a participant.
You probably wouldn't want that meatball anymore.
That's not a polite thing to call Pun-Pun.
Grr.
Yeah I don't know what spawned that. Maybe they are trying to shave my beard to make a second Pulg.
Vid, why did you build R2-FU?
Why?
Did I? I don't remember this... Maybe my memory is going?
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*stands in the back somewhere, inhaling sharply through a crystalline straw-like apparatus pointed - precisely along the path of a major interstellar ley line, no less - at the back of Vidmaster7's head*
...*sudden worried look in crossed eyes directed down at straw*
*coughs politely a few times* Ah. A-ha. Hmm, perhaps it is time I cut back....
*swats back of head* Who let gnats in?
Richard, gnats in.