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Well, what would you do for a Klondike Bar?

Nothing.

They're ok. Nothing special.

Well, what would you do for a Klondike Bar?

Your mom.








Sorry -- I hadn't been that glib in a long time and you gave me the perfect... ...opening. Heh.

Your mom.

For some reason, I knew someone would say that..

Purchase one?

What's a Klondike bar?

I guess I might like ask for one or something

I'd go buy one. I'm not a pauper.

Take money and buy one.

Nothing. I don't really like Klondike Bars that much.

Take money and buy one.

:eek:

Nothing. I don't really like Klondike Bars that much.

I've never understood the obsession myself...I mean its a bit shite compared to say a solero what with the crappy layer of chocolate hiding the amazing treasure of (yes) vanilla ice cream

I've never understood the obsession myself...I mean its a bit shite compared to say a solero what with the crappy layer of chocolate hiding the amazing treasure of (yes) vanilla ice cream

Exactly. Plus, that cocoa cover isn't that tasty as some people say it is.

I'd give up tickets to the Colbert report. I *do* have something called a "TV"

I'd give up tickets to the Colbert report. I *do* have something called a "TV"

But then you'd miss out on the warm-up comedian they send out... I hear he's pretty good.

I find the chocolate shell to be more inconvenience than it's worth. It frequently cracks and falls apart, depriving me of delicious chocolate as well as a civilized means of holding the vanilla ice cream. I prefer the added texture of the Crunch-Bar Klondikes, though of course the aforementioned structural integrity issues exist in all Klondike products.

That being said, I'd punch a baby seal for a Klondike bar.

Meh. I'd probably pay a buck or two, depending on how hungry I was and such. They are okay, though not my favorite such treat.

Oh, yes, and your mom. :headbang:

There isn't anything that I'd do for a Klondike Bar that I wouldn't already do for gits and shiggles. That's already an extensive list. *nod*

I'd kill every last one of you, and then drink your blood.

Or buy one. Whichever is easier.

Shoot an insurgent

War!
Unh!
Good Gawd ya'll
Is what I'd do. Yea!
To get myself a
Klondikebar!

Ahhhh! War!
Especially
If it's the
Chocolatebar!...:D

War!
Unh!
Good Gawd ya'll
Is what I'd do. Yea!
To get myself a
Klondikebar!

Ahhhh! War!
Especially
If it's the
Chocolatebar!...:D

I don't need a war. Consider it a freebie.

The more important question is always: What would Jesus do for a Klondike Bar?

The more important question is always: What would Jesus do for a Klondike Bar?

Hopefully not fuck me in the ass.

travel to a place of business that sells one, pay the asking price, and eat it.

but whether or not I'ld do it again depends on whether or not I like it.

but whether or not I'ld do it again depends on whether or not I like it.

I think it depends more on where all that cream is gonna go :p

I would do none of the things mentioned, since Klondike Bars are not available in my country. We Europeans have other, more delicate snacks. It's why so many living in the New World envy us and direct their impotent rage towards us. And we just laugh.

I'd make a post in an NSG thread

whaat would i do for a klondike bar?

assassinate my self very subtly.

Exactly. Plus, that cocoa cover isn't that tasty as some people say it is.

Yes, they need to wrap it in something else. I'm well aware of the impact of the unconscious on the sense of taste, but I swear you can still taste the wrapper when you open those things.

There isn't anything that I'd do for a Klondike Bar that I wouldn't already do for gits and shiggles. That's already an extensive list. *nod*

All I usually do for gits is tell them why their taxes are all screwed up. That's too much hassle for a Klondike bar.

I'm not sure what I'd do for a shiggle. But I can't imagine it would be much.

Why would I want a lesbian bar?

Does it rake in a decent amount of cash?

Where do two lesbians from the same gene pool go for a drink?

I'd streak down the main road of my town for a Klondike bar, Hell I wouldn't even run, I'd just walk normally and act normal. :D

There isn't anything that I'd do for a Klondike Bar that I wouldn't already do for gits and shiggles. That's already an extensive list. *nod*

Not only does LG suffer fools gladly, he seeks to appease them!
Not sure what a shiggle is, though.

Vote Republican?

what the hell is a klondike bar?

Is it a canadian/Alaskan franchise chain of alcoholic beverage dispensing vendors?

I'd be kicked by a donkey for a free bar of that sort, can't see any other reason.

I'd tar and feather the ad man who came up with this idiotic meme if it meant i never had to hear or read it again. :mad:

Attack Mike Tyson with a red-hot poker while riding a donkey live on the Colbert Report.:D

*deep breath*
I would go to the north pole naked save for a loincloth of moleskin and a ben franklin mask, spend a night in an igloo with an eskimo (not pc but to hell with it) prostitute (male or female, makes no difference) before battling through inordinate number of mating penguins with a piece of driftwood and a winchester 1200 shotgun before fighting the klondike polar bear himself mano-a-mano for the delicous chocolate vanilla goodness he represents.
and then I would wake up and realize that I had klondike bars in my freezer.
:cool:

I'd spam NSG. By that count I am owed about 10K klondike bars.

Maybe I am about to blow this out of proportion 100 fold, but instead of foolishly debating what we would do for this said "bar", we should instead debate what we would do with the bar. I for one consume Klondike bars maybe twice a month, but unlike your barbaric consumption of holding and crushing this fine piece of square bounty, I find ways to more cleverly, and artistically eat it. I go as far as to take the bar, and center it onto a white plate. Then I take strawberry sauce and elegantly drip the sauce onto the bar as to leave a curvy line pattern, getting some on the plate for the contrast. Then, I take a butter knife, heated to a hot-to-touch temperature, and cut through the bar in symmetrical lattice slices. In the center I put one artistically shaped dab of frozen whip cream, sweetened, on the center. Carefully, like snowfall, I sprinkle an even layer of coconut shavings onto the plate.

What do you do with your Klondike bars?

Hopefully not fuck me in the ass.
If Jesus returns to Earth to bring the hurt and as a sidedish desires to ravage your back entrance, you will open yourself for the Saviour. Blessings come in many ways, sometimes they come in you. By the way, is a Klondike Bar an acceptable post orgasmic snack?

Maybe I am about to blow this out of proportion 100 fold, but instead of foolishly debating what we would do for this said "bar", we should instead debate what we would do with the bar. I for one consume Klondike bars maybe twice a month, but unlike your barbaric consumption of holding and crushing this fine piece of square bounty, I find ways to more cleverly, and artistically eat it. I go as far as to take the bar, and center it onto a white plate. Then I take strawberry sauce and elegantly drip the sauce onto the bar as to leave a curvy line pattern, getting some on the plate for the contrast. Then, I take a butter knife, heated to a hot-to-touch temperature, and cut through the bar in symmetrical lattice slices. In the center I put one artistically shaped dab of frozen whip cream, sweetened, on the center. Carefully, like snowfall, I sprinkle an even layer of coconut shavings onto the plate.

What do you do with your Klondike bars?

Not the safest question to ask.:cool:

What's a Klondike bar?

A chocolate snack, if I'm not mistaken.

What's a Klondike bar?

A chocolate-covered ice cream bar.

what the hell is a klondike bar?

Is it a canadian/Alaskan franchise chain of alcoholic beverage dispensing vendors?

I'd be kicked by a donkey for a free bar of that sort, can't see any other reason.

A Klondike bar, is this:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Klondike_bar

Basically it's a square of vanilla ice cream wrapped in a skin of chocolate. A fancy ice cream sandwich, if you will. Not very good either.

I think it depends more on where all that cream is gonna go :p
it still comes down to would I like it.

whaat would i do for a klondike bar?

assassinate my self very subtly.
tricky... I hear the target would know all the details...

What do you do with your Klondike bars?
You're asking this question... here? :eek:

Yes, they need to wrap it in something else. I'm well aware of the impact of the unconscious on the sense of taste, but I swear you can still taste the wrapper when you open those things.

Yeah, I know what you mean. A bite of ice cream covered aluminum. Nasty.

Well, what would you do for a Klondike Bar?

Give it up right after I got it.

Give it up right after I got it.

A bit off-topic: I like the last part of your sig. Mind if I write something using the image you describe on the sig?

A bit off-topic: I like the last part of your sig. Mind if I write something using the image you describe on the sig?

Sure, no problem. It's from "Tomorrow Never Knows," by the Beatles.

Sure, no problem. It's from "Tomorrow Never Knows," by the Beatles.

Thanks.
*mumbles*
I´m gonna have to ask McCartney for permission then... >.>

This woman would attack her neighbor with a ball bat!

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=559334

A Klondike Bar seems nowt special, so I'd do nowt special to get one.

Fook getting kicked in the nadgers or anything, I'd go out and buy one of the cunts myself.

Out of the options listed, I'd give up tickets to the Colbert Report. He's a bit smug for my taste. A bit too much "Look at me, I'm being so ironic and hip, isn't it funny?! Look how I'm sticking it to The Man!" to actually be funny.

fight Mike Tyson that guys a pussy now.

Well, what would you do for a Klondike Bar?

Not a damn thing.

Nothing. I hate the bloody things.

Kill you.

To death.

With a spatula.

And not a sharp spatula.

A blunt spatula.

Made of lunar regolith.

Because I can.

By saying I can, I mean I will.

Mabye.

If I'm not busy.

Being drunk.

Or stoned.

Or playing with my testicles.

i'd do your mom... :D

I wouldn't do much for one, because they're really not that great.

I wouldn't do much for one, because they're really not that great.

That's like hating chocolate covered frozen kittens. You like chocolate covered frozen kittens, right?

That's like hating chocolate covered frozen kittens. You like chocolate covered frozen kittens, right?

No. They make me want to commit murder on a global scale.


Sorry, I'm in a really bad mood right now.