NationStates Jolt Archive

Ah, the multi-quote button :)

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Yay Stalin's back! Somebody beer me!

*apologises for late arrival* >.>

Yay Stalin's back!
Now there's something you don't want to be caught saying in the Kremlin...

Somebody beer me!
*beers*

*apologises for late arrival* >.>
*accepts apology in return for the beer you were just given*

It's IV Stalin! Hullo!

Also, someone get me a brandy, that's a Christmassy way to get pissed, after all.

*Goes looking for a beer, comes back crying*

Its gone, its all gone, all of it, we've drank every drop of alcohol in the place. Why? WWWWWWHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYY????:(:(:(

*Goes from sad to happy*

Oh well, guess its time to make more.

*Whistles a merry tune as he sets about brewing previously unknown forms of alcohol due to secret alchemical processess only TMoS knows about. Thanks to powers of time mastery, the alcohol is done quickly.*

I've got Beers, ales, gins, brandys, vodkas, you name it, I've probably got it here somewhere. I've even whipped up a batch of legendary Dwarven Ale, its 300% alcohol. Don't ask how its possible, its a secret.

*Refills everyone's drinks with the newer, stronger brews.*

Wooo, classy. And I do love these huge strawberries!

Mmm... Chocolate-covered strawberries :fluffle:


I'm a classy lady.
*sticks hand in own armpit, makes flatulent sounds*

*Re-enters party with new supply of Blue Moon, deep-fried artichoke hearts and togas. Has an additional supply of ASD's famous redneck banana pudding and trailortinis.* I'm baack.

*looks about,then goes back into hiding*

I'm a classy lady.
*sticks hand in own armpit, makes flatulent sounds*

That's the second classiest mod making armpit farting noises I've ever seen!

*Dodges present*

So what did I get?

Nothing... you just dodged your present!

*keeps lobbing brightly wrapped boxes around the office.*

*<8D

NEEDS MOAR DRUNK CUBICLE FORT DONKEY FUN.

EDIT: Stupid Jolt, try and take away my caps lock abilities...

NEEDS MOAR DRUNK CUBICLE FORT DONKEY FUN.

EDIT: Stupid Jolt, try and take away my caps lock abilities...

MOAR!
*searches for liquor*

*dilligently sharpens the ends of candy canes with the pencil sharpeners and lines them up carefully in a circle around me, point up, making an effective fort*

...

*nods*

I feel this search requires to be some sort of montage with Little Sister by QotSA playing in the background. It could start with us running into various mishaps, such as no petrol in the car or the local bargain booze being shut, followed by slight increases in luck, ranging from buying cans of special brew from a hobo to stealing kegs from the pub, to finally landing a distillery contract to sponsor this thread.

I bring you the Bombay Sapphire-Smirnoff-Bacardi combination drinkathon! BOOOOOOOOZE!

EDIT: Ooh, 7,666 posts. Seven times as ebil as your average satan :D

Also, woop for Jolt's double post stopper.

*dilligently sharpens the ends of candy canes with the pencil sharpeners and lines them up carefully in a circle around me, point up, making an effective fort*

...

*nods* *Pours hot water on candy canes, effectively melting them* Bwa ha ahahhahahahha!!!

I feel this search requires to be some sort of montage with Little Sister by QotSA playing in the background. It could start with us running into various mishaps, such as no petrol in the car or the local bargain booze being shut, followed by slight increases in luck, ranging from buying cans of special brew from a hobo to stealing kegs from the pub, to finally landing a distillery contract to sponsor this thread.

I bring you the Bombay Sapphire-Smirnoff-Bacardi combination drinkathon! BOOOOOOOOZE!

EDIT: Ooh, 7,666 posts. Seven times as ebil as your average satan :D

Also, woop for Jolt's double post stopper.

Double post stripper you say? Is this stripper hot?

*dilligently sharpens the ends of candy canes with the pencil sharpeners and lines them up carefully in a circle around me, point up, making an effective fort*

...

*nods*

*Launches a Life sized Gingerbread Fort (complete with mini gingerbread soldiers and weapons) at Iniika.*

*sniffles and pokes at the melted sugar as it dries into the carpet* The cleaning staff are going to hate us tomorrow... *starts plucking needles off the Christmas tree*

Double post stripper you say? Is this stripper hot?
I'm alright I suppose. Average, maybe. Little skinny though.

*flashes hairy thigh*

I'm alright I suppose. Average, maybe. Little skinny though.

*flashes hairy thigh*

*stuffs g-string with IOUs*

*Steals IOU's*

*has no intention of honouring IOUs*

*has no intention of honouring IOUs*

*starts to speak in the style of The Godfather*

You come to me today at this gathering and tell me you will not pay. I am disappointed in you Ifreann,you have shamed yourself, your family and most importantly, you have shamed me. You will pay Ifreann. You will pay with your dignity.

*starts to speak in the style of The Godfather*

You come to me today at this gathering and tell me you will not pay. I am disappointed in you Ifreann,you have shamed yourself, your family and most importantly, you have shamed me. You will pay Ifreann. You will pay with your dignity.

http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=XOdD3cXrgmE

don't ever mess with the family

*starts to speak in the style of The Godfather*

You come to me today at this gathering and tell me you will not pay. I am disappointed in you Ifreann,you have shamed yourself, your family and most importantly, you have shamed me. You will pay Ifreann. You will pay with your dignity.
*nukes from orbit*

THAT'S for stealing my IOUs. Now don't do it again.:p

*nukes from orbit*

THAT'S for stealing my IOUs. Now don't do it again.:p


Oh great. Now you've nuked the entire office. You are such a killjoy :p

*nukes from orbit*

THAT'S for stealing my IOUs. Now don't do it again.:p

*pokes carpet.* well that got the sugar stains out...

Oh great. Now you've nuked the entire office. You are such a killjoy :p
*pokes carpet.* well that got the sugar stains out...
See, Londim? Every cloud and all that jazz...:D

*spills jager on the carpet*

....

I need another nuke, people!

See, Londim? Every cloud and all that jazz...:D

*spills jager on the carpet*

....

I need another nuke, people!

I'm now banning you from having nukes. It'll be a lump of coal I tell you! A lump of coal!

Coal powered nukes!

Coal powered nukes!

Now thats just environmentally unfriendly. You want solar powered nukes. Silly Ifreann.

I need another nuke, people!

http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/poster73147917.jpg

*starts to speak in the style of The Godfather*

You come to me today at this gathering and tell me you will not pay. I am disappointed in you Ifreann,you have shamed yourself, your family and most importantly, you have shamed me. You will pay Ifreann. You will pay with your dignity.

I haven't had dignity since those pictures of Pedro and I started circulating.

I haven't had dignity since those pictures of Pedro and I started circulating.

I can get those pictures put up on every major news site in the world!

Now thats just environmentally unfriendly. You want solar powered nukes. Silly Ifreann.

I think santa is environmentally unfriendly, if he did manage to deliver presents to all people in the world (without a time machine), he would take i think it was 0.0023 seconds per house, and lose about 3,000 reindeer per house as they would be vaporised by the speed at which he was going.
lol solar powered nukes, aaha why not solar powered guns!
"sarge it's raining again!, we have to go indoors! i'm getting wet!."
"Right lads, we took 3 bunkers but can't attack until tomorrow"

Imagine that, weather forecasters would be the most powerful people in the world!

I think santa is environmentally unfriendly, if he did manage to deliver presents to all people in the world (without a time machine), he would take i think it was 0.0023 seconds per house, and lose about 3,000 reindeer per house as they would be vaporised by the speed at which he was going.
lol solar powered nukes, aaha why not solar powered guns!
"sarge it's raining again!, we have to go indoors! i'm getting wet!."
"Right lads, we took 3 bunkers but can't attack until tomorrow"

Imagine that, weather forecasters would be the most powerful people in the world!

Santa uses a combination of magic and reindeer poo for fuel. Therefore enviromentally friendly.

I can get those pictures put up on every major news site in the world!

Again?

Again?

Yes again. I fear people are starting to forget about the incident.

Santa uses a combination of magic and reindeer poo for fuel. Therefore enviromentally friendly.

oh.magic....how fun....so is the key to defeating global warming magic?...this magic stuff really does away with almost any imagination.
It's like teaching creationism, "so who made this? ohh ohhh i know! God! well done. and who made this? ohh i know this one God!

oh.magic....how fun....so is the key to defeating global warming magic?...this magic stuff really does away with almost any imagination.
It's like teaching creationism, "so who made this? ohh ohhh i know! God! well done. and who made this? ohh i know this one God!
*raps on the nose with a newspaper*

This is a place for drunken debauchery, silliness and pointlessness. And donkey molestation if you're Ifreann or myself. Now play nice.

EDIT: And by nice I mean surreal, stupid and completely devoid of rhyme or reason. Seriousness are not allowed!

*raps on the nose with a newspaper*

This is a place for drunken debauchery, silliness and pointlessness. And donkey molestation if you're Ifreann or myself. Now play nice.

EDIT: And by nice I mean surreal, stupid and completely devoid of rhyme or reason. Seriousness are not allowed!

What sort of newspaper is it?
Hey did you know that apples might not exist? i mean i was furious, i swear after drinking my cider that apples do exist, how else does it make you drunk?
ah but at some point seriousness will be a part of your surrealnessess or stupidity, it will be incorporated into you, so really what you're asking is that i follow other rules to help other people be happy. Okay. and i was silly before but i got laughed at (not surprising really).:D

What sort of newspaper is it?
Hey did you know that apples might not exist? i mean i was furious, i swear after drinking my cider that apples do exist, how else does it make you drunk?
ah but at some point seriousness will be a part of your surrealnessess or stupidity, it will be incorporated into you, so really what you're asking is that i follow other rules to help other people be happy. Okay. and i was silly before but i got laughed at (not surprising really).:D

Apples are made from cider. Everyone knows that. Have you not seen the Great Cider Rivers of the North?

Apples are made from cider. Everyone knows that. Have you not seen the Great Cider Rivers of the North?

*mouth hangs open* cider rivers? wow. what am i doing here where there are rivers of alcohol, imagine all the dead fish! hmmm fish.

*Hands out pamphlets about true, Christian Christmas.*
*Scolds other NSGers for their drunken behavior.*
*Bleeds.*

*mouth hangs open* cider rivers? wow. what am i doing here where there are rivers of alcohol, imagine all the dead fish! hmmm fish.

Actually there are no dead fish. These fish are the Ciderfish which taste like Cider. The red ones taste like strawberry cider, the green ones with brown spots taste like pear cider and green taste like apple cider.

Actually there are no dead fish. These fish are the Ciderfish which taste like Cider. The red ones taste like strawberry cider, the green ones with brown spots taste like pear cider and green taste like apple cider.

oh is that like the beer lakes, with the bears with beer bellies who eat the beertrout? and the rare whisky rains in Scotland?

American Cider, or actual proper cider?

oh is that like the beer lakes, with the bears with beer bellies who eat the beertrout? and the rare whisky rains in Scotland?
Yes.

American Cider, or actual proper cider?

I don't drink American cider. It has to be the proper stuff.

*is over taken by gingerbread and with a cry of despair, counter attacks with holiday colored M&Ms*

*Hands out pamphlets about true, Christian Christmas.*
*Scolds other NSGers for their drunken behavior.*
*Bleeds.*
*Hands out rival pamphlets about the noble religon of Pastafarianism and the all powerful FSM*
*Drinks alot*
*stumbles into nearby table, sending food and drinks everywhere, then falls out the window*
*falls eighty stories*

*TMoS returns, as the most powerful of all Christmas Horrors, Robot Santa Clause*

Ho, Ho, Ho.

You've all been very naughty. Not you though Lunatic Goofballs, you've been good this year. Here's a brand new Ferrari.

*hops in flying sleigh with two robotic reindeer, pulls out a bazooka loaded with exploding presents.*

Now who's first?

*TMoS returns, as the most powerful of all Christmas Horrors, Robot Santa Clause*

Ho, Ho, Ho.

You've all been very naughty. Not you though Lunatic Goofballs, you've been good this year. Here's a brand new Ferrari.

*hops in flying sleigh with two robotic reindeer, pulls out a bazooka loaded with exploding presents.*

Now who's first?

i want snow please. Scotland

i want snow please. Scotland

*pulls out a metal snowball from his chassies, pushes a button, and throws it at Mad Hatters in jeans*

*enters dressed as druid, carrying greener*

Happy Solstice everyone!

*watches as Christians appropriate his holiday*

*enters dressed as druid, carrying greener*

Happy Solstice everyone!

*watches as Christians appropriate his holiday*

It's Father Christmas!

*brings supersoakers,lighter fluid,birthday candles,string,and duct tape* Have fun. Oh wait were NOT supposed to light our selves on fire. *rings fireworks* *and plexiglass to hide behind* Jeez relax. Now time for a little betting pool. If you guess succesfully which of us has the mosgt people pass out on there front lawn you win the pot!! Which consists of bus change and pocket lint.

When sucurity finnally kicks us out we'll all go to the local playground and play the most extreme form of tag we can think of.

*Locks snowball cooler and draws battle map*

Hell, lets write some songs for Extreme Ironing. Of course we used all the pens and pencils to play darts. So we'll just have to write it on the wall in blood. And relax plenty of people are bleeding right now.

And if anyones wondering a bear and a graiffe are using the two funtioning urinals that weren't oblidirated by that landmine.

*Grabs skateboard and does cool jump off crudely made cubicle ramps*

*Plays electric guitar while riding horse*

*enters dressed as druid, carrying greener*

Happy Solstice everyone!

*watches as Christians appropriate his holiday*

*Enters, wearing a toga, carrying a goose and drinking Blue Moon. Claims Solstice as Saturnalia and sacrifices the goose.* Happy Saturnalia.

It's Father Christmas!

He's not myfather, but Luke might be his son...

*Puts on some disco beats*

*Boogies*

Stealing another's holiday? Why, that's so naughty, I've got to add it to my list right now.
*Adds to list of naughty activities*

Now everyone is going to pay.

ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho

*belly begins shaking like a bowl full of Nitroglycerin, the reindeers noses begin to blink. Robot Santa's loaded down with explosives, and their all going to explode when you least expect it, on Christmas!*

*Would like to help reindeer but is a coward so runs away* "Better luck next time Rudolph!" *Runs away cakling forgeting his misgivings* *remembers bomb will go off* ''shit!'' *builds cubicle bomb fort* *Prays to god that it will work* * waits, shivering*

*wheels around naked in a Santa hat*

He's not myfather, but Luke might be his son...

*Puts on some disco beats*

*Boogies*Billie Jean is not my lover... :cool:

*wheels around naked in a Santa hat**Throws a bucket of hot chocolate fondue on naked person* Nice and warm! *Pulls out a fan to cool it* Now how do ya like being covered in hard chocolate? Bwa hahahahahhahahahhahahahha?

Billie Jean is not my lover... :cool:
Damn right she's not, she's all mine.

What's that you say, she's up the wazoo? Remember kids, always use protection.

Mmm, yummy!

*dives into a pool of milk*

Mmm, yummy!

*dives into a pool of milk**pulls out enormous spork* *Sporks large chunk out of milk* MMM.. Breast meat....*eats it in one bite* *Remembers he's eating a human* *laughs* I'm a cannibal!!!!!

*starts bleeding profusely and dies in the pool*

*starts bleeding profusely and dies in the pool**Laughs Like a lunatic and sporks the rest of the dead body*

*Comes back to life*

Stop sporking me, damn it! *slaps*

* Askes God to repent his sin of canibalism* *gets slaped by god*:( At least I now know he existes.

*puts on a shirt as to not wheel around with one breast.*

Serves you right. *High fives god*

God used to be all-loving, until he met his wife. *Cries* Please don't spork me back! *sobs* Pleases pleases!

No spork duelling in the milk pool please. It's almost as bad as ducking, bombing and heavy petting.

*whistles*

I won't spork you...

*whistles*

But... *all of a sudden a giant anvil drops on top of your head*

*Peels brain off the ground* I would rather you spork me next time *Forms brain into brainish shape* *Plops into head* Good enough

We have a pool?

And you're all bastards! That alcohol was being saved for New Years. :mad:

We have a pool?Yes, many pools! Pools of milk, chocolate, jello, water, pudding, alcohol, etc.

We even have a pool full of sporks! Though I wish we didn't.......:p

And you're all bastards! That alcohol was being saved for New Years. :mad:
It's ok, we'll just drink on through christmas and when the booze runs out we'll start on the medicinal alcohol, rubbing alcohol, methylated spirits and, finally, petrol.

It's ok, we'll just drink on through christmas and when the booze runs out we'll start on the medicinal alcohol, rubbing alcohol, methylated spirits and, finally, petrol.I'll drain the ethanol out of my bio-fuel car! Less efficent overall any ways......

Now you're thinking with portals.

It's ok, we'll just drink on through christmas and when the booze runs out we'll start on the medicinal alcohol, rubbing alcohol, methylated spirits and, finally, petrol.

I call petrol.

I want unrefined crude oil! Less expensive and much tastier!

Can cars run off olive oil?

Done and done. I'll just stick with the secret schnapps supply, thankyouverymuch.

Can cars run off olive oil?Yes, if it's the olive oil you buy for cheap. The expensive stuff is real so you can't use it.

And you're all bastards! That alcohol was being saved for New Years. :mad:

... so we'll just have to buy more for New Years.

no problem there...

Can cars run off olive oil?

sure, but you'll have to fight off Popeye and Bluto first. :D

... so we'll just have to buy more for New Years.

no problem there...I think Robot Santa blew up the liquor store, cause I haven't seen a drunk for a few hours

I think Robot Santa blew up the liquor store, cause I haven't seen a drunk for a few hours
*waves*

*falls over*

Now I do hate to be a party pooper but we have a few announcements: According to what I've been told we've appartly conquered several counties in Northwest New Jersey.-- To the owner of a black 1998 Toyota Camary, you are parked in either the 3rd floor break room or the Battle of Gillipolli, we're not sure but wewe ask that you please move.That is all. -NOW ITS TIME TO PAR-TAEH!!!!!

Damn, A drunk!

*walks up and slaps*

*pulls full beer bottle from coat*

HE HAS BEER!!!

*Cracks the top and glugs back *

I think Robot Santa blew up the liquor store, cause I haven't seen a drunk for a few hours

I got a stash...er... stashed away.

and the reason you're not drunk is because you're drinking the unspiked punch. the bowl you want is...

well, it's somewhere...

I got a stash...er... stashed away.

and the reason you're not drunk is because you're drinking the unspiked punch. the bowl you want is...

well, it's somewhere... Is it under that pile of dried blood? The one with the leg sticking out.... is it....is i-...
*looks at the pile*
*Sees punch* Oh...

Is it under that pile of dried blood? The one with the leg sticking out.... is it....is i-...
*looks at the pile*
*Sees punch* Oh...

Dried... oy! NEED MORE BLOODY MARY HERE!!

Dried... oy! NEED MORE BLOODY MARY HERE!!

Oh no, don't start the immaculate conception argument please, how God impregnated Mary by "Holy" means or something, yeah we all know what it really was, some stranger said hello and she got bored with Jesus. i mean Joseph.
Sorry, must be the ice cream high

Oh no, don't start the immaculate conception argument please, how God impregnated Mary by "Holy" means or something, yeah we all know what it really was, some stranger said hello and she got bored with Jesus.
Sorry, must be the ice cream highSo that's why Jesus grew up as an Emo, before realizing he had more then just Linkin Park

So that's why Jesus grew up as an Emo, before realizing he had more then just Linkin Park

well it's not his fault he was nailed to a cross, Peter got off lucky, he got stoned!

well it's not his fault he was nailed to a cross, Peter got off lucky, he got stoned!Peter had a blade to cut his wrist AND Linkin Park! He lived in Emo Paradise!

Oh no, don't start the immaculate conception argument please, how God impregnated Mary by "Holy" means or something, yeah we all know what it really was, some stranger said hello and she got bored with Jesus.
Sorry, must be the ice cream high

need more topping on your Ice Cream, you're still coherant.

(pours on some rum.)

enjoy...

*has no intention of honouring IOUs*

Guess that pizza guys gonna be pissed along with the alcolhol companies.

*Rips IOU in half*

*Chases that damn mokey who just took the one actual form of currency here; a nickel*

need more topping on your Ice Cream, you're still coherant.

(pours on some rum.)

enjoy...

Yar, i be captian cream! sail to the seven seas and i'll buy you a pint!, mmmmmm ice cream, it's that strawberry stuff, mmm i reckon a good way to stop politicians fighting each other is to force them to eat loads of ice cream, with rum, very medicinal.

need more topping on your Ice Cream, you're still coherant.

(pours on some rum.)

enjoy...You are cruel, so cruel! To me as well as him!

And you're all bastards! That alcohol was being saved for New Years. :mad:

*Hands Ruffy a large glass filled with vodka and Red Bull.* Here, have a trailortini.

And you're all bastards! That alcohol was being saved for New Years. :mad:

Pfft! As if you drink alcohol! http://209.85.12.231/11055/49/emo/sleep.gif

I'm a classy lady.
*sticks hand in own armpit, makes flatulent sounds*
:eek:

Classy indeed!

*Swoons*
Nothing... you just dodged your present!

*keeps lobbing brightly wrapped boxes around the office.*

*<8D
But what was in it, man, WHAT WAS IN THE PACKAGE?! What did I dodge?

NEEDS MOAR DRUNK CUBICLE FORT DONKEY FUN.
Poor donkey... Be gentle.
*starts to speak in the style of The Godfather*

You come to me today at this gathering and tell me you will not pay. I am disappointed in you Ifreann,you have shamed yourself, your family and most importantly, you have shamed me. You will pay Ifreann. You will pay with your dignity.
Someday, and that day may never come, I'll call upon you to do some spamming for me. But until that day, accept this keg of beer as a gift on this coming christmas day.
I haven't had dignity since those pictures of Pedro and I started circulating.
Nono... That didn't hurt your dignity. Pedro's, on the other hand... Oy vey! :(
*wheels around naked in a Santa hat*
The question is, where, exactly, do you keep the hat?
Billie Jean is not my lover... :cool:
She's your mother?
*pulls out enormous spork* *Sporks large chunk out of milk* MMM.. Breast meat....*eats it in one bite* *Remembers he's eating a human* *laughs* I'm a cannibal!!!!!
Pfft! :rolleyes:

There is no spork. :cool:
We have a pool?
Indeed. It was used as a punch bowl (kinda) / thrash-a-torium last year.
*waves*
*Waves back*


*falls over*
*Rolls up in a carpet*
*Hides in airduct*

The hat is on my head, silly.

The hat is on my head, silly.

Who knew?

Where else would it be? On my privates?Most likely...

Where else would it be? On my privates?

Where else would it be? On my privates?

*Leans in towards microphone*
*Screeching feedback noise*

I would like to plead the fifth with regards to your question, senator...

Walks in dressed as a drunken sailor. Up on my shoulder is a box full of Jägermeister and a squaw outfit for Neesika.

So, did I miss anything?

Walks in dressed as a drunken sailor. Up on my shoulder is a box full of Jägermeister and a squaw outfit for Neesika.

So, did I miss anything?

You forgot to bring Neesika?

You forgot to bring Neesika?

I checked her Tee-Pee but she wasn't there. Figured she already stumbled in.

I checked her Tee-Pee but she wasn't there. Figured she already stumbled in.She has a tee-pee? Lucky! I don't have a tee-pee!

*Cries to his mommy*

I don't have a tee-pee! I want a tee-pee! If I don't get a tee-pee I will Squat on the floor and well....wee..

*Goes wee*
Ahhh....

Time to make you drunks suffer.

*Robot Santa Clause pulls out his Tow Missle launcher*

Now, where's that Alcohol?

*proceeds to launch a Tow Missle at every alcoholic beverage within range, including the unpurchased ones at the store.*

Time to make you drunks suffer.

*Robot Santa Clause pulls out his Tow Missle launcher*

Now, where's that Alcohol?

*proceeds to launch a Tow Missle at every alcoholic beverage within range, including the unpurchased ones at the store.*Good thing I drank all mine... That's why I went wee!:cool:

*Jumps in secretly spiked eggnog*

MMMM... almost like alcohol.

*Drinks all but a little*

*Jumps out then stumbles and passes out*

She has a tee-pee? Lucky! I don't have a tee-pee!

*Cries to his mommy*

I don't have a tee-pee! I want a tee-pee! If I don't get a tee-pee I will Squat on the floor and well....wee..

*Goes wee*
Ahhh....



*Runs is naked with a knife and stabs Tornar to death*


Y'all are a bunch of wackos!!! *hic* LaLalaLa *hic*


*Pisses on Tornars body and then stabs himself in the neck*

*Runs is naked with a knife and stabs Tornar to death*


Y'all are a bunch of wackos!!! *hic* LaLalaLa *hic*


*Pisses on Tornars body and then stabs himself in the neck*
*Comes back to life after passing out and redirects a TOW missile at Cry Night*

*BRapp* Serves- hi- righ-

*Comes back to life after passing out and redirects a TOW missile at Cry Night*

*BRapp* Serves- hi- righ-



http://http://web.mac.com/diplo1978/iWeb/mad%20decent%20radio/Images/jesus-resurrection.jpg


My son I will return to you! And you shall suffer for your sins!

http://http://web.mac.com/diplo1978/iWeb/mad%20decent%20radio/Images/jesus-resurrection.jpg


My son I will return to you! And you shall suffer for your sins!

I have no sin and by*hic* the way what is sin?

*Takes out nerd gun*

For destorying nerds!

*Fires wide beam around the room*

Now you nerds shall feel the wrath!

*Fires harpoon gun at Tormar*

II ACKBAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *South Lizasaurian suicide bomber bombs the thread* :D

II ACKBAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *South Lizasaurian suicide bomber bombs the thread* :D

Smashes bottle on your head before you can detonate your vest.

*Walks in with a torn-up Suit of armor and a can of pringles under my arm* Sorry I'm late, I was mistaken for one of the knights who say Ni, whaddI miss?

With the last ounce of remaining energy detonates the spam bombs sending flaming pieces of spam shrapnel everywhere. :p

South Lizasaurian terrorist: I shall be remembered. *character dies in honor*

Alright. Who hit my blow-up doll with spam shrapnel?!

*holds deflated Betsy the Boss doll forlornly*

*Gets hit by spam shraphnal* Dangit! These suits of armor aren't cheap!OOOO! Pizza*Takes a bite* Wow man... I see carrots...And a bicycle riding a keyboard...*Takes another bite*

Alright. Who hit my blow-up doll with spam shrapnel?!

*holds deflated Betsy the Boss doll forlornly*

Now what would you need a blow-up doll for, if not for it to be blown up?

*Wiggles eyebrows suggestively*

*Puts on some classical music (http://yeli.us/Flash/Fire.html)* :p

NOOO!!!!

(Runs around screaming with hands over his ears)

(Puts on Smoke on the Water)

Humph. *Drops togas, Blue Moon, deep-fried artichoke hearts, vodka, Red Bull, banana pudding and the goose in an unappetizing heap in the middle of the room.* Take what you want. I'm outa here.

Now what would you need a blow-up doll for, if not for it to be blown up?

*Wiggles eyebrows suggestively*To give you a blow-job? Perhaps?;)

*Turns up the volume on the "classical music"*

*Wheels out secret stash of beer*

*Spikes beer with 50% tequila*

This is what I saved it for!

*Tries to get everyone drunk again*

*Grabs hold of the nearest human and forces beer down throat*

Humph. *Drops togas, Blue Moon, deep-fried artichoke hearts, vodka, Red Bull, banana pudding and the goose in an unappetizing heap in the middle of the room.* Take what you want. I'm outa here.I WANT BANANA PUDDING!

*Reveals imence urge to eat pudding*

*EAts it all*

Poor donkey... Be gentle.

*Waves back*

*Rolls up in a carpet*
*Hides in airduct*
*wakes up, rolled up in a carpet*

God, it's like being Rasputin all over again... Now where's that donkey?

*drinks cooking sherry*

I feel so alone and unloved...:p

*wakes up, rolled up in a carpet*

God, it's like being Rasputin all over again... Now where's that donkey?

*drinks cooking sherry*

*Starts making donkey noises* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa*

*Puts super glue on fingers*

*Climbs up the wall*

*Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa*

*Starts making donkey noises* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa*

*Puts super glue on fingers*

*Climbs up the wall*

*Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa* *Eeehaa*
*watches Tornar get stuck to the wall*

Should I get the broom, or can we throw things at you til you fall off? I'll throw beer...

*watches Tornar get stuck to the wall*

Should I get the broom, or can we throw things at you til you fall off? I'll throw beer... *Self destruct in 5....4.....3......2.....1...... beep boop*

BAM

61 hours remaining until detonation.

*Body parts and blood scurry together into a heap then sort them selves out*

*Body gets up again*

Not a pleasent experience!

*Body parts and blood scurry together into a heap then sort them selves out*

*Body gets up again*

Not a pleasent experience!

meh, you'll get used to it.

meh, you'll get used to it.You've already gotten used to it? :p

Don't start JuNii off on one of those "You don't know what it's like to explode a lot" rants. Your ear will literally fall off.

Don't start JuNii off on one of those "You don't know what it's like to explode a lot" rants. Your ear will literally fall off.It already has once today:( and that's enough!

Exactly, and just remember how annoying that was.

...

*cuts off ear*

Just demonstrating!

I feel so alone and unloved...:p

*huggles*

*stands in a corner with arms crossed*

Exactly, and just remember how annoying that was.

...

*cuts off ear*

Just demonstrating!*Picks up ear*:confused:
Hmm... I think I'll rant now. :p

What do you think you're doing Cutting some one elses ear off?!?!
Cutting your own is bad enough but some one else? You will pay for your misdeeds!!!!

*Jumps up and down doing voo-doo dance*

Woo ha WOO aaaaaaahhhsss

I shall bring down VOO-DOO wrath opon you!!

*stands in a corner with arms crossed*
*walks over, gets all up in RPP's face*

*attempts to initiate dance off to determine superiority*
*Picks up ear*:confused:
Hmm... I think I'll rant now. :p

What do you think you're doing Cutting some one elses ear off?!?!
Cutting your own is bad enough but some one else? You will pay for your misdeeds!!!!

*Jumps up and down doing voo-doo dance*

Woo ha WOO aaaaaaahhhsss
...

*moves dance-off so it's also up in Tornar's business*

*walks over, gets all up in RPP's face*

*attempts to initiate dance off to determine superiority*

...

*moves dance-off so it's also up in Tornar's business*I shall bring it down now!

*Little thing falls on to TL*

Little thing says: I am voo-doo wrath! feel me!

*Pokes needles in TL all over his/her body*

Voo-doo wrath says: BWA HAHAHAH HA JAJAJAJ

I shall bring it down now!

*Little thing falls on to TL*

Little thing says: I am voo-doo wrath! feel me!

*Pokes needles in TL all over his/her body*

Voo-doo wrath says: BWA HAHAHAH HA JAJAJAJ
*body-pops the little stabby thing into a corner*

http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=2779209536828235915

Gerrof!

Dance off you say....

Oh yeah I thought I'd let you guys know I've spotted some Daleks about so if you see them...run.

*body-pops the little stabby thing into a corner*

http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=2779209536828235915

Gerrof!

My name is not "Gerrof" as you call me! :mad: Mah name is VOOdwrath i say! Now feel me!

*Tries to make TL feel him*
*Tries valiantly*
*Epic Fail*

*stares menacingly at The Tribes*

Dance off you say....

Oh yeah I thought I'd let you guys know I've spotted some Daleks about so if you see them...run.
Nah, I'll just bust a groove all in their space, they won't know what hit 'em.

Nah, I'll just bust a groove all in their space, they won't know what hit 'em.Other then tap shoes!

My name is not "Gerrof" as you call me! :mad: Mah name is VOOdwrath i say! Now feel me!

*Tries to make TL feel him*
*Tries valiantly*
*Epic Fail*
Stop that.
*stares menacingly at The Tribes*
And you.
Nah, I'll just bust a groove all in their space, they won't know what hit 'em.
You especially, you fucking freak. And you can't dance for shit.

Stupid punk-ass bitch.

Nah, I'll just bust a groove all in their space, they won't know what hit 'em.

Well I'm not helping you if they try to exterminate you.

You especially, you fucking freak. And you can't dance for shit.

Stupid punk-ass bitch.

Yah! You tell em' Tribes! :p

Other then tap shoes!
Two drums and a cymbal fall off a cliff...
And you.

You especially, you fucking freak. And you can't dance for shit.

Stupid punk-ass bitch.
The fuck? Who do you think you are homie? I'll break-dance you into next week mutha-licka! I gots da funk!Yah! You tell em' Tribes! :p
Fuckin' A, little bitch thinks he's all that. *cracks neck menacingly*
Well I'm not helping you if they try to exterminate you.
Of course they'll try, it's what they do. Thing is, they ain't felt the power of mah robot...

*twitches*

*twitches*
Can you feel the powah of mah robot? It's like Optimus Prime took dance lessons from the age of 3.

Two drums and a cymbal fall off a cliff...

The fuck? Who do you think you are homie? I'll break-dance you into next week mutha-licka! I gots da funk!
Fuckin' A, little bitch thinks he's all that. *cracks neck menacingly*

Of course they'll try, it's what they do. Thing is, they ain't felt the power of mah robot...

As in the dance? Silly Tribes. Daleks are not confused by dance moves. Speaking of which...

EXTERMINATE!

I think they're getting closer.

*stares menacingly*

As in the dance? Silly Tribes. Daleks are not confused by dance moves. Speaking of which...

EXTERMINATE!

I think they're getting closer.
There's no need for them to be confused. It's so strong that it will crush their leaders and so infectious they'll be doing it themselves after a bit.

Well, that or I'll fit right in...
*stares menacingly*
*waves*

Coo-ee! I'm over here now. You're staring at a wall.

There's no need for them to be confused. It's so strong that it will crush their leaders and so infectious they'll be doing it themselves after a bit.

Well, that or I'll fit right in...

*waves*

Coo-ee! I'm over here now. You're staring at a wall.


Can Daleks even dance?

EXTERMINATE!

They're round the corner...

Course they can. They figured out stairs, it wasn't long until they discovered the Electric Boogaloo.

*limbers up*

Exterminate!!! (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=c4UJiBmVEMk)

This could be fun...

Course they can. They figured out stairs, it wasn't long until they discovered the Electric Boogaloo.

*limbers up*They now have the tech to out-boogie even YOU Tribes!

*puts on some Daft Punk to warm it up*

*does that hand thingy that Morpheus does in the Matrix that Neo later copies when fighting Smith. Yeah, that hand thing. You know the one. The one that says "come get some" in a way only Duke Nukem could top. I wonder when Duke Nukem forever's gonna come out? It's been such a long time I...*

*gets shot at*

*stops daydreaming, begins move-busting*

Oo the daleks are firing lasers and Tribes is dancing. It's like a laser show of death.

Oo the daleks are firing lasers and Tribes is dancing. It's like a laser show of death.
*does the splits to avoid a death ray*

Booyah!

*loses some hair*

*does the splits to avoid a death ray*

Booyah!

*loses some hair*

Ouch. That looked painful...

Ouch. That looked painful...
It was, especially considering the location of the hair...

*pulls self up as if own body was a corpse*

*gets in one dalek's eyepiece so much it kersplodes*

That's for mah boys, yo.

It was, especially considering the location of the hair...

*pulls self up as if own body was a corpse*

*gets in one dalek's eyepiece so much it kersplodes*

That's for mah boys, yo. I pray for your boys. They were nice people....

*Sobs*

I pray for your boys. They were nice people....

*Sobs*

Nah. One of them was a complete tool.

Nah. One of them was a complete tool.One was nice.....
*Sobs harder*

Why did you have to go...............

One was nice.....
*Sobs harder*

Why did you have to go...............


Well he was promoted and didn't want to stick around with the likes of us. Pretentious git.

Well he was promoted and didn't want to stick around with the likes of us. Pretentious git.
*Stops sobbing suddenly*
He was promoted? I want to ****** kill him!

*Stops sobbing suddenly*
He was promoted? I want to ****** kill him!

Yeah. I see him in the canteen sometimes. He never acknowldges me. Man we used to play video games together. I shared my beer with him!

Yeah. I see him in the canteen sometimes. He never acknowldges me. Man we used to play video games together. I shared my beer with him! I actually gave alcohal to a traitor?!?!?!?! His arrogance makes me puke *Pukes*

Is it boogie night time? Or is disco dead?

Whatever the answer is, I dare people to join me in a "Seven up, mexican dwarf edition"!

*Brings in 7 shots of tequila*
*Drinks a shot*

One!

*Shots a drink*

Two!

*Drinksss a shot*

Threeeh....

*Hihihi! Drinks a shoth*

Phour!

*Shoots* (Ay Caramba!)

Fffffffffhive

*Pours*

Sichs!

*Dwinksh ah shoth*

Sevven!
*Slides under the table*

*huggles*

(accepts huggle)

*moonwalks back into view, shattered, smoking remains of a small dalek army in the background*

*resets awesome 80s perm, adjusts red leather jacket*

Cha-mone motherfuckers! Where the booze at?

*moonwalks back into view, shattered, smoking remains of a small dalek army in the background*

*resets awesome 80s perm, adjusts red leather jacket*

Cha-mone motherfuckers! Where the booze at?

*TMOS dances in, stopping in front of Tribes.*

I challenge you to a dance off. Style, all of them, not that you have any. we do five songs from each style. There is nothing at stake, but your reputation.

*Breaks out a single white sparkling glove and slaps tribes with it, then puts it on.*

*TMOS dances in, stopping in front of Tribes.*

I challenge you to a dance off. Style, all of them, not that you have any. we do five songs from each style. There is nothing at stake, but your reputation.

*Breaks out a single white sparkling glove and slaps tribes with it, then puts it on.*
Sir, I accept. The car park, where the cardboard boxes are folded flat for headspins, 1 hour. Bring your spirit, I wish to break it. And, for good measure...

*pimp slaps*

Trick-ass bitch.

Lucky I missed Meet the Daleks.

Lucky I missed Meet the Daleks.
Yeah, I think they blew up the moon.

*watches Tornar get stuck to the wall*

Should I get the broom, or can we throw things at you til you fall off? I'll throw beer...

Throw stuff, but Jesus not the beer man! Throw those crappy artichoke hearts, I think the donkey crapped on em.

*Dances into the carpark looking like a 70's reject, complete with medallions, rings, and a giant oversized Afro with the Afro pic still in it.*

Bring it on, Sucka

*Sets down a boombox, and begins playing 70's Disco music, gets on the cardboard, and begins dancing, bringing enough fresh and funky moves to let everyone know he means business*

*That most classic of all Bee Gees Hits begins playing. I am of course refferring to Staying Alive*

*appears in tight jeans, revealing a huge unsightly bulge and tapering down to a flared leg, a wide necked pink shirt with huge collar, platforms like walking on bricks, a medallion larger than your face, the afro to end all afros (complete with massive 'burns) and star-shaped spangly specs*

*struts to the cardboard theatre of dreams*

Play that funky music, white-boy. I gots the funk.

*violently thrusts pelvis to the beat*

Music, eh?

*does the robot far, far better than one would imagine*

Take that, muthafuckas!

O_o

what'd you do, drop a potato down the front of your pants?!
Sports socks are the answer.

*appears in tight jeans, revealing a huge unsightly bulge and tapering down to a flared leg, a wide necked pink shirt with huge collar, platforms like walking on bricks, a medallion larger than your face, the afro to end all afros (complete with massive 'burns) and star-shaped spangly specs*

*struts to the cardboard theatre of dreams*

Play that funky music, white-boy. I gots the funk.

*violently thrusts pelvis to the beat*

O_o

what'd you do, drop a potato down the front of your pants?!

Sports socks are the answer.

Not the white ones though because they stain easy. ;)

O_o

what'd you do, drop a potato down the front of your pants?!

Either that or he's glad to see you.

Anyone seen Brevious? S/he stole my underwear again.
*eyes dart around*
*disappears again*

FTW it works!?

Anyone seen Brevious? S/he stole my underwear again.
*eyes dart around*
*disappears again*

Anyone seen Brevious? S/he stole my underwear again.
*eyes dart around*
*disappears again*

this way i lock the tank when i'am sleeping inside it

FTW it works!?

Gotta be an x-mass present or something. Verdigroth was taunting me about it all of yesterday, oddly enough. :confused:
http://media.movieweb.com/news/12.2006/wonderful.jpg

this way i lock the tank when i'am sleeping inside it

Sleep? :confused:
You should ask WYTYG about sleep ... :p

Sleep? :confused:
been asleep inside of it from the start

You should ask WYTYG about sleep ... :p

has she slept on the side of a hole as all the flat ground was taken leaving you no room for you to put up your tent?

been asleep inside of it from the start
Some people say that another way around the problem is to just disregard underwear use altogether. :eek:

has she slept on the side of a hole as all the flat ground was taken leaving you no room for you to put up your tent?I dunno. I read something about her taking off to an island with Brevious. That's one of the reasons i want the underwear back.
...uhm, i should've gotten it back beforehand, come to think of it. Ick.

Some people say that another way around the problem is to just disregard underwear use altogether. :eek:

huh crazy

I dunno. I read something about her taking off to an island with Brevious. That's one of the reasons i want the underwear back.
...uhm, i should've gotten it back beforehand, come to think of it. Ick.

oh yur that, as for the underwear just set fire to it when you get it back

O_o

what'd you do, drop a potato down the front of your pants?!
Either that or he's glad to see you.
A little from column A, a little from column B...;)
Sports socks are the answer.
Two potatoes in a sports sock and a butternut squash for good measure. *nod*

Also, Straughn! Did you disappear and recently reappear, or is my mind playing tricks?

*appears in tight jeans, revealing a huge unsightly bulge and tapering down to a flared leg, a wide necked pink shirt with huge collar, platforms like walking on bricks, a medallion larger than your face, the afro to end all afros (complete with massive 'burns) and star-shaped spangly specs*

*struts to the cardboard theatre of dreams*

Play that funky music, white-boy. I gots the funk.

*violently thrusts pelvis to the beat*

*After the Disco Era ends, TMoS gets lost in a cloud of smoke, and comes out looking like a 20's gangster. Benny Goodman's Sing, Sing, Sing (with a Swing) begins playing. Begins dancing the Charelston*

*After the Disco Era ends, TMoS gets lost in a cloud of smoke, and comes out looking like a 20's gangster. Benny Goodman's Sing, Sing, Sing (with a Swing) begins playing. Begins dancing the Charelston*

*Turns green, runs for the bathroom hand over mouth, retching violently.*

*After the Disco Era ends, TMoS gets lost in a cloud of smoke, and comes out looking like a 20's gangster. Benny Goodman's Sing, Sing, Sing (with a Swing) begins playing. Begins dancing the Charelston*
*the form of Tribes dissovles into a fine mist before condensing into another, less recognisable form. Framed by a narrow 3-piece suit and seemingly attached to a very slender, tall young lady with a flowing dress, an incredibly long pearl necklace, high heels and a headscarf*

Sir, I call this a foxtrot!

Sleep? :confused:
You should ask WYTYG about sleep ... :p
Why? What does she know? Does she have inside information? Does she know the secrets?? :eek: For the love of Pete, tell us man! :eek:

*the form of Tribes dissovles into a fine mist before condensing into another, less recognisable form. Framed by a narrow 3-piece suit and seemingly attached to a very slender, tall young lady with a flowing dress, an incredibly long pearl necklace, high heels and a headscarf*

Sir, I call this a foxtrot!
*Is blinded by a flying sequin*
*Stumbles and falls onto punchbowl*
*Overturns table, causing popcorn to fly uncontrollably*

*uncrosses arms*

*disapproves*

*re-crosses arms*

*uncrosses arms*

*disapproves*

*re-crosses arms*

*gives some champagne and chocolate-covered berries*

*gives some champagne and chocolate-covered berries*

*Returns, pale and shaken, hides behind Kat. Drinks champagne. Sucks chocolate off berries and throws them away.*

*Brings huge cauldron of melted chocolate*

It's fondue time! :D

Can you fondue it?

*uncrosses arms*

*disapproves*

*re-crosses arms*
*dances around RPP*

*dances around RPP*

Always with the dancing...

Can you fondue it?

*Fondues Johnny*

Now you're tasty and extremely lickable, so be careful out there!

Always with the dancing...
Oh Yeah
When i hold you baby
Feel your heart beat close to me (oh Yeah)
Wanna stay in your arms forever
Only love can set you free

When i wake each morning
As the storm beats down on me
And i know we belong together
Only love can set you free

Set you free
(set you free set you free)

When we touch each other
In a state of Ecstasy
Want this night to last forever
Only love can set you free

Set you free
(set you free, set you free, set you free)

Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah

Oh yeah
When i hold you baby
Feel your heart beat close to me
Wanna stay in your arms forever
Only love can set you free

Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah

I've seen that live. Oh yes.

*whaps out the glowsticks, raves away*

O_o

what'd you do, drop a potato down the front of your pants?!

Wait...

Tribes is Irish? o.0

Oh Yeah
When i hold you baby
Feel your heart beat close to me (oh Yeah)
Wanna stay in your arms forever
Only love can set you free

When i wake each morning
As the storm beats down on me
And i know we belong together
Only love can set you free

Set you free
(set you free set you free)

When we touch each other
In a state of Ecstasy
Want this night to last forever
Only love can set you free

Set you free
(set you free, set you free, set you free)

Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah

Oh yeah
When i hold you baby
Feel your heart beat close to me
Wanna stay in your arms forever
Only love can set you free

Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah

I've seen that live. Oh yes.

*whaps out the glowsticks, raves away*

The last rave party I went to was 2 weeks ago. Good times. 15 glowsticks for a quid! I miss rave party.

Wait...

Tribes is Irish? o.0

He wishes.

Always with the dancing...
I don't feel like dancin' when the old Joanna plays... My heart could take a chance but my two feet can't find a way. You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway but I don't feel like dancin' - No sir, no dancin' today.

Don't feel like dancin', dancin' even if i find nothin' better to do, don't feel like dancin', dancin'... Why'd you break down when I'm not in the mood? Don't feel like dancin', dancin', rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you. You can't make me dance around but your two-step makes my chest pound. Just lay me down as you blow it away into the shimmer light.

But I don't feel like dancin'
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can't find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don't feel like dancin'
No sir, no dancin' today.

Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Why'd you break down when I'm not in the mood?
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3SU5dpeNu48)

The last rave party I went to was 2 weeks ago. Good times. 15 glowsticks for a quid! I miss rave party.
Wait...

There's still rave parties?? :eek:
He wishes.

Nice potato you have there ;)

Wait...

Tribes is Irish? o.0
Pfft, Ifreann wishes. It's just one of the many potatoes left over from the potato famine. We stole them all, y'see.
The last rave party I went to was 2 weeks ago. Good times. 15 glowsticks for a quid! I miss rave party.
Aww! I'm trying to convince my mates that a DnB all nighter on New Years eve is a good idea but, to be honest, I'll have to convince myself first. Last one I went to was a Pendulum live set, twas great (although they only sold cans of bud and they were £3).

I don't feel like dancin' when the old Joanna plays... My heart could take a chance but my two feet can't find a way. You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway but I don't feel like dancin' - No sir, no dancin' today.

Don't feel like dancin', dancin' even if i find nothin' better to do, don't feel like dancin', dancin'... Why'd you break down when I'm not in the mood? Don't feel like dancin', dancin', rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you. You can't make me dance around but your two-step makes my chest pound. Just lay me down as you blow it away into the shimmer light.

But I don't feel like dancin'
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can't find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don't feel like dancin'
No sir, no dancin' today.

Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Why'd you break down when I'm not in the mood?
Don't feel like dancin', dancin'
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3SU5dpeNu48)


Wait...

There's still rave parties?? :eek:


Nice potato you have there ;)

It was for a friends 20th birthday who chose the theme of rave. They were fun times.


Aww! I'm trying to convince my mates that a DnB all nighter on New Years eve is a good idea but, to be honest, I'll have to convince myself first. Last one I went to was a Pendulum live set, twas great (although they only sold cans of bud and they were £3).

Bud = skank. I have no idea what to do for New Years eve.

Bud is indeed skank but when you're trying not to tip off the staff to your various nefarious* activities it's easier to buy a beer every half hour. Otherwise I end up going there, demanding 3 bottles of water, thanking one of the bar staff (possibly with a "you're amazing you are, you're great" tacked on if she's...well, a she) and then gurning off into the distance.

*Not how I define them but how the govmint does. Ebil, ebil I say! *shakes fist*

Its not nefarious if your not caught.

*the form of Tribes dissovles into a fine mist before condensing into another, less recognisable form. Framed by a narrow 3-piece suit and seemingly attached to a very slender, tall young lady with a flowing dress, an incredibly long pearl necklace, high heels and a headscarf*

Sir, I call this a foxtrot!

*Grabs Tribes by the hand and moves seemlessly into Swing dancing.*

*Fondues Johnny*

Now you're tasty and extremely lickable, so be careful out there!

Oy...

(Scrapes cheese off self)

C'mon, that was a bit much. :p

(Out-dances Tribes)

Yeah, I think they blew up the moon.

Great, we'll have to call UPS again.

*Grabs Tribes by the hand and moves seemlessly into Swing dancing.*
TMoS! We've been outdone by Johnny - you know what to do...

*grabs violin case, removes Tommy Gun*

Oy...

(Scrapes cheese off self)

C'mon, that was a bit much. :p

(Out-dances Tribes)

That wasn't cheese...

*Dips fruit in chocolate fondue*

TMoS! We've been outdone by Johnny - you know what to do...

*grabs violin case, removes Tommy Gun*

Nobody outdances me!

*Begins dancing an ancient African Voodoo Dance Cursing Johnny's Manhood to become laughable at best.*

Now you'll pay....

*Causes the fleas of 1,000 Camels to infest Johnny's Nether Regions, and shortens his arms to the point he can't reach the itch*

(In Cleveland's, from Family Guy,Voice)

O that's nasty.

That wasn't cheese...

*Dips fruit in chocolate fondue*

Well, whatever it was, it's gone.

TMoS! We've been outdone by Johnny - you know what to do...

*grabs violin case, removes Tommy Gun*

(Tumbles forward and shoots Tribes with a pair of submachine guns)

I've been playing way too many video games.

Nobody outdances me!

*Begins dancing an ancient African Voodoo Dance Cursing Johnny's Manhood to become laughable at best.*

Now you'll pay....

*Causes the fleas of 1,000 Camels to infest Johnny's Nether Regions, and shortens his arms to the point he can't reach the itch*

I got the Holy Althletic Cup, bitch. (Curse is negated)

Well, whatever it was, it's gone.



(Tumbles forward and shoots Tribes with a pair of submachine guns)

I've been playing way too many video games.



I got the Holy Althletic Cup, bitch. (Curse is negated)

That still leaves the fleas and shortend arms. Their a gift, you can't defend from a gift, especially one that's a token of goodwill.

That still leaves the fleas and shortend arms. Their a gift, you can't defend from a gift, especially one that's a token of goodwill.

(The fleas are killed by the Holy Athletic Cup)

(Hangs on the fender of a moving bus to stretch arms back to normal length)

Deus ex machina. You gotta love it.

(The fleas are killed by the Holy Athletic Cup)

(Hangs on the fender of a moving bus to stretch arms back to normal length)

Deus ex machina. You gotta love it.

You can't out Deus me.

*Holy Athletic Cup Spontainiously Combusts with Unholy Holy Fire.*

Water cannot put out Holy Fire, or Unholy Fire. As mine is both, your pretty much S.O.L. (Sorry out of Luck)

You can't out Deus me.

*Holy Athletic Cup Spontainiously Combusts with Unholy Holy Fire.*

Water cannot put out Holy Fire, or Unholy Fire. As mine is both, your pretty much S.O.L. (Sorry out of Luck)

(Throws athletic cup onto TMoS's head)

Now that's just good thinking.

Well, to make peace I've brought something special to the party:


Some models doing fun stuff with chocolate (http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=eBGIQ7ZuuiU) ;)

Not really! :P

Well, to make peace I've brought something special to the party:


Some models doing fun stuff with chocolate (http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=eBGIQ7ZuuiU) ;)

Not really! :P

Can you believe I actually fell for it?

Is Mr. Astley making an appearance in that link? Oh Grav, you card :p

Is Mr. Astley making an appearance in that link? Oh Grav, you card :p

*rolls*

Why? What does she know? Does she have inside information? Does she know the secrets?? :eek: For the love of Pete, tell us man! :eek:


Yes, she has many, MANY secrets ... not just quickly disappearing pix ... but her ability to not sleep and go on marathon posting runs whenever she likes, depriving herself of what ordinary posters desperately need, sleep, in order to remain coherent.

*throws coffee at Straughn*

How dare you imply that the eradication the the hippopotamii from the South East peninsula was a good thing! They've lived there longer than the Guatemalan coffee bean pickers have, and you're just going to sit here with your smug little factitious smirk of glorified Capitalism! In the sense that we were both humans at one point, I dare say you've crossed the line! Off with your unfair taxation!

Humbug, I say! Humbug!

*throws coffee at Straughn**ducks*
WTF? You're gettin' a spankin' of hellfire damnation when your ol' lady gets back. You just watch.
*scolds*

How dare you imply that the eradication the the hippopotamii from the South East peninsula was a good thing! They've lived there longer than the Guatemalan coffee bean pickers have, and you're just going to sit here with your smug little factitious smirk of glorified Capitalism! In the sense that we were both humans at one point, I dare say you've crossed the line! Off with your unfair taxation!

Humbug, I say! Humbug!
I can only marvel in horror at this.

*ducks*
WTF? You're gettin' a spankin' of hellfire damnation when your ol' lady gets back. You just watch.
*scolds*
*scoffs*
I can only marvel in horror at this.
*grins with great animose*

*scoffs*
Your NS marriage won't help. If i recall correctly, there wasn't a ratification of that particular motion, either, so "spousal abuse" won't enter into it.
:eek:

*grins with great animose*Argh! The bling! Turn it off! No grills! Bleah, can't you brush your teeth? *retches*

*ducks*
WTF? You're gettin' a spankin' of hellfire damnation when your ol' lady gets back. You just watch.
*scolds*

I can only marvel in horror at this.

How'd you get your Straughn back? Restored nation?