It's true the beard does in fact have a terrible sense of humor.
Hopefully it isn't a punster.
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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Schism wrote: TMI! TMI! *syntax error - TRANSLATING...*
*SHANKS NVM & GOATTOUCHER*
Sickos.....
*wanders off*
:looks down at open abdominal wound:
Now that takes me back....
*practices knife-throwing act with GoatToucher's abdominal wound as target*
So close no matter how far.
*sneaks up on Vidmaster7 from behind, razor in hand*
JOHNNY DEPP....
*advances on Vidmaster7 from the the opposite direction, Shiva-chainsaw-arm-system deployed*
*WHOORPWHOORPWHOORP!!!*
Well that one was a new one anyways.
*advances on Vidmaster7 from a third direction*
MMMMMMMM, BIG JUICY LICHEN!
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.
AM HUGE TARDIGRADE, YES!!!
Ok then yes one would be worried if one were Lichen.
AM NOT LICHEN?!? AM...ROTIFER, THEN?
AM DELICIOUS ROTIFER!!!
*extends vacuu-mouth, continues advancing*
Where Pulg when I need him. He resembles Tardigrade food way more then me.
*sneaks up on Vidmaster7 opposite AM TARDIGRADE, obsidian dagger in one hand, Can-O'-Shoggoth in the other*
*waits in the wings, Punjab Lasso at the ready*
*quietly begin rappelling down from ceiling*
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*
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!
George Carlin wrote: 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.
*taps GoatToucher on shoulder (with lead-gauntleted hand), shakes head, points from George Carlin to Pulg*
GoatToucher wrote: George Carlin wrote: 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.
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Honestly, I go away for a little while and you lot have fun without me, charming!
And I agree, we SHOULD bring our own sacrificial victims.
*Comes at Vidmaster7 with an electric toothbrush and toothpaste.*
Just going along with what everyone else is doing.
You probably wouldn't want that meatball anymore.
That's not a polite thing to call Pun-Pun.
Who's been talking about meatballs? So far, everyone has been talking about sacrifices and attacking Vidmaster7 with electric razors and electric toothbrushes.
Yeah I don't know what spawned that. Maybe they are trying to shave my beard to make a second Pulg.
All any of us know, is that R2-FU (whom YOU yourself built, Vidmaster7) is the one who first came at you with a razor and toothbrush.
Vid, why did you build R2-FU?
Why?
*SHUDDERshudderrumblerumble-T'F'DT!T'F'DT'!T'F'DT'...slowly prints out crudely-drawn crayon picture of big-bearded smiley-stickman linking hands with a short polygonal entity on green field with what might be an apple tree on the far left and a large goldenrod sunburst in the upper-right corner*
Did I? I don't remember this... Maybe my memory is going?
*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*
Fortitude save vs starvation: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
*coughs politely a few times* Ah. A-ha. Hmm, perhaps it is time I cut back....
*swats back of head* Who let gnats in?
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