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Neesika would scare Klingons
Neesika = Fecklar?

Neesika = Fecklar?

More ethical, more intelligent.

More ethical, more intelligent.Odd that you didn't mention "more sexy-like".
But i guess that's another one of those whatever-floats-yer-boat things *shrug*
http://www.ex-astris-scientia.org/inconsistencies/klingons/klingon-feklhr-devilsdue.jpg

Odd that you didn't mention "more sexy-like".
But i guess that's another one of those whatever-floats-yer-boat things *shrug*
http://www.ex-astris-scientia.org/inconsistencies/klingons/klingon-feklhr-devilsdue.jpg

Being, as I am, a straight female, I don't feel qualified to comment on the sexiness of females. But, we need to get back to the party. Maybe Ruffy's still handing out booze.

The snowplow buried somebody's Geo

*sips soda that someone must have spit in*

I bring moist, delicious cake for everybody

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2380527202_20e44e7c5f.jpg

It's a lie!

Nanatsu, that's a beautiful name so it suits the owner very nicely. Does it mean anything?

Why thanks, and yes, it does mean something. But this absinthe's making my head woozy and I can't, for the life of me, remember. :D

Does yours mean something, Mr. Blouman?

*hiccups*

You homo sapiens and your guns

Hey, guns are cool!

*Sated with blood from some of the guests*

Excuse me... i'm gonna sit down...

*Sated with blood from some of the guests*

Excuse me... i'm gonna sit down...

Too much the Magic Bus!

*hands around a huge plate of hand-dipped chocolate covered strawberries and champagne.*
oh don't mind if i do, strawberries, ahhh.
*strips naked and starts conversing with other people at the office party, making several motions with his hips*
Duff man is that you?
*Brings Andaras*
Lol
This thread is full of amateur spam.

This saddens me.
Well the title is "2008 office party" do you expect rational conversation to encourage your natural curiosity?
:p

That's true.

Glad you agree.

As long as you keep our affair secret.

Of course.

*pours shots for anyone interested*

Always interested in good bourbon.

*crashes party by crashing a giant chandelier from the ceiling onto the floor*
*laughs maniacally... or giggles sinisterly, at least*
*disappears through trap-door in a flash of fire*

*smooshed*

*crashes party by crashing a giant chandelier from the ceiling onto the floor*
*laughs maniacally... or giggles sinisterly, at least*
*disappears through trap-door in a flash of fire*

Anyone else hear a pipe organ playing? :p

*walks in *

Okay so who ordered 8 cases of Yuengling? I can't afford this shit.

*slinks in* So, who got me a present? :D

*slinks in* So, who got me a present? :D

All I seem to have on me is Spam. Want some?

All I seem to have on me is Spam. Want some?

Hmmm, spam you say? That's it! A mod trap! I'll take it!:p

Hmmm, spam you say? That's it! A mod trap! I'll take it!:p

No traps, I just transfer spam into your PC, which you download...

http://www.crunchgear.com/wp-content/photos/spam_1.jpg

There is no taste more succulent then downloaded spam.

No traps, I just transfer spam into your PC, which you download...

http://www.crunchgear.com/wp-content/photos/spam_1.jpg

There is no taste more succulent then downloaded spam.

Ahh, here it comes now, and... Oh god! My printer isn't working! Abort! Abort! Eugh, now I've got pink stuff of unknown origin all over my hands.

>.>

<.<

*Licks fingers*

[snip] now I've got pink stuff of unknown origin all over my hands.

>.>

<.<

*Licks fingers*


I don't know where to start on that one. :tongue:

I don't know where to start on that one. :tongue:
Pick your poison.:D

*crashes party by crashing a giant chandelier from the ceiling onto the floor*
*laughs maniacally... or giggles sinisterly, at least*
*disappears through trap-door in a flash of fire**shakes fist at the retreating evil-doer ineffectually*

So does anyone have a favorite party game?

So does anyone have a favorite party game?

Strip Poker?

Strip Poker?

I'm not drunk enough to participate....yet.

So does anyone have a favorite party game?

Yeah, target practice. Victims line up. Gentlemen, ready your pies...:p

Strip twister was always fun though. Someone usually ended up getting hurt though.

I'm not drunk enough to participate....yet.

You don't even need to be drunk to participate!

I did so when I was in high school on a college campus... near or in the university center. The group I was playing with wanted to do it in an elevator, but we eventually settled on the university center. Unfortunately, some of them wussed out, and we only got one guy to take off his shirt for 5 whole seconds before we played a quick game again and he put it back on. :rolleyes:

Then there was this game a group of us played in the halls of another college with pop guns bought at a local flea market. Good times.

Point still stands, however... Drunk, you need not be. :D

You don't even need to be drunk to participate!

I did so when I was in high school on a college campus... near or in the university center. The group I was playing with wanted to do it in an elevator, but we eventually settled on the university center. Unfortunately, some of them wussed out, and we only got one guy to take off his shirt for 5 whole seconds before we played a quick game again and he put it back on. :rolleyes:

Then there was this game a group of us played in the halls of another college with pop guns bought at a local flea market. Good times.

Point still stands, however... Drunk, you need not be. :D

I have played before with a bunch of friends and ended up in just my boxers, but I did not lose. Then again most of the people playing were not really good at poker.

*edit* and if im drunk, i might lose on purpose.

I come bearing gifts! (http://shop.cafepress.com/bush-shoe?CMP=CJ-CLICK-10463747)

I come bearing gifts! (http://shop.cafepress.com/bush-shoe?CMP=CJ-CLICK-10463747)

nice! question is are you buying them for us or asking us to buy them?

nice! question is are you buying them for us or asking us to buy them?Neither, just wanted to get that out there. ;)

Neither, just wanted to get that out there. ;)


Got any more gifts for us then? Because I want more.

I come bearing gifts! (http://shop.cafepress.com/bush-shoe?CMP=CJ-CLICK-10463747)

*Dances around.* What'd you get me? Huh, huh.

Got any more gifts for us then? Because I want more.Just browse that part of the site. There's hundreds of them. :wink:

I come bearing gifts! (http://shop.cafepress.com/bush-shoe?CMP=CJ-CLICK-10463747)

Immedietly when I read that I thought of the line '''I fear the Greeks even when they come bearing gifts.'' Yes, I'm a nerd.

Just browse that part of the site. There's hundreds of them. :wink:

times like this, I really miss www.jesuschristsuperstore.net

what a great site that was.

Immedietly when I read that I thought of the line '''I fear the Greeks even when they come bearing gifts.'' Yes, I'm a nerd.Don't worry, so am I. :wink:

*Dances around.* What'd you get me? Huh, huh.Would you like the Cowboy Ninja shirt, or the wonderful bumper sticker. (I got one of the bumper stickers. ;))

Don't worry, so am I. :wink:


So am I.

So, am I.

And I.

So, am I.Either you misplaced that comma, or you meant that as a question. Did you?

Either you misplaced that comma, or you meant that as a question. Did you?

Damn it!

Damn it!...What? :confused:

...What? :confused:

My English grammar.

heres my gift to the party...

http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u72/irish_girl12790/e2ab4ac7.jpg

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My English grammar.It's nowhere near as bad as some others'. :D

So does anyone have a favorite party game?
Ring of fire.

Ring of fire.

We should create a ring of fire style drinking game for posting on NSG.

It's nowhere near as bad as some others'. :D

Yeah, but I've become a grammar nazi in here. I can't stand poor grammar. Everytime I see bad grammar, I get this urge to correct it.

Yeah, but I've become a grammar nazi in here. I can't stand poor grmmar. Everytime I see bad grammar, I get this urge to correct it.

I do that with spelling, or at least try my hardest to.

Yeah, but I've become a grammar nazi in here. I can't stand poor grmmar. Everytime I see bad grammar, I get this urge to correct it.Space between every and time, and you misspelled grammar. ;)

Something like that?

Space between every and time, and you misspelled grammar. ;)

Something like that?

I didnt even notice that. I must be drinking.

Space between every and time, and you misspelled grammar. ;)

I'm seriously getting frustrated here.

Space between every and time, and you misspelled grammar. ;)

I'm seriously getting frustrated here.

are you getting frustrated about the grammar? the spelling? or missing the quote tag there.

are you getting frustrated about the grammar? the spelling? or missing the quote tag there.

Hey, I already corrected it!

I didnt even notice that. I must be drinking.You forgot a comma for your contraction. (The underlined one.) ;)

Yeah, you probably are. :D

Hey, I already corrected it!

Indeed, but I caught it before you did correct it. :tongue:

And you forgot a comma for your contraction. (The underlined one.) ;)

Yeah, you probably are. :D

Yeah, I am. Normally I'm dead on with that stuff.

But really, I'm about 8 beers in here. Cut me the slightest slack. :p

Indeed, but I caught it before you did correct it. :tongue:

I''m getting a sort of Déjà vu here from an earlier thread I made.

I''m getting a sort of deja vu here from an earlier thread I made.

I"m sure it isnt deja vu. :P

I'm seriously getting frustrated here.Don't worry about it. I used to have horrible grammar, and I hardly ever nail people for having bad grammar.

Yeah, I am. Normally I'm dead on with that stuff.

But really, I'm about 8 beers in here. Cut me the slightest slack. :pI"m sure it isnt deja vu. :PI''m getting a sort of deja vu here from an earlier thread I made.*trying to breathe* Grammar, people, use it! :D :) :p

*trying to breathe* Grammar, people, use it! :D :) :p

Is youre head reely gonna 'xplode?

*trying to breathe* Grammar, people, use it! :D :) :p

I already corrected it. Although, I had to copy-paste it from the Wiki.

Is youre head reely gonna 'xplode?No, 'tis not, my fine friend. :D
| (/\|\| $+()/\/\4(|-| /\/\(_)(|-| \/\/()|2$|=-.* :D

*Example only.

I already corrected it. Athough, I had to copy-paste it from the Wiki.I'm never going to let you live that one down. :p

I'm never going to let you live that one down. :p

Now you're just being cruel.:tongue:

Now you're just being cruel.:tongue:I can't help it. You people make it so easy :)

I'm out for the night.

I'm never going to let you live that one down. :p

Whyyyyyyyyyy?! *Continues to scream ''why'' until is out of breath*

I can't help it. You people make it so easy :)

I'm out for the night.

It's only 9:02 here.

I can't help it. You people make it so easy :)

You're picking on a drunk.....that's not always funny.

(Although, it can be really funny sometimes.)

Solve:

(x(y^2) + 2x)dx + ((x^2)y - 2y)dy = 0

>.>
<.<

Solve:

(x(y^2) + 2x)dx + ((x^2)y - 2y)dy = 0

>.>
<.<

Hey, I don't wanna solve equations the day I get my school raport.

Solve:

(x(y^2) + 2x)dx + ((x^2)y - 2y)dy = 0

>.>
<.<
:confused:


I never got past algebra II (good old public school and still letting you graduate although you intentionally failed 2 years of math, due to cutting class and smoking cigarettes in the courtyard).

and on that note, it's time for this insomniac to try and get some sleep.

http://komplexify.com/images/2007/69.gif

This is better. XD

and on that note, it's time for this insomniac to try and get some sleep.

And, I've gotta go to school to get my raport.

*pokes head in*

Grammar? Math?

What is this, school???

I haz a solution!

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/bc/Jagermeister_bottle.jpg

*drinks too much*

Lulz, I just wanted to see how some would react to seeing math. :tongue:

I honestly have no motivation to do maths anymoer, I'm supposed to be done with it...

Lulz, I just wanted to see how some would react to seeing math. :tongue:

*has another shot*

(x(y^2) + 2x)dx + ((x^2)y - 2y)dy = 0

That looks really familiar, but damned if I can remember what it is, specifically...been a while since I had to take a math class. :$

Algebra is the new party game? What happened to pie fights and Neesika's brawl with Yootopia?

Algebra is the new party game?

No...it's just late and I'm drunk. At this point you can get me to babble about nearly any subject.

What happened to pie fights and Neesika's brawl with Yootopia?

*throws pie*

Algebra is the new party game? What happened to pie fights and Neesika's brawl with Yootopia?

It's "See who gets the most mindfuck out of calculus!" Fun game. :D

But no, I was bored, I just copypasta'd it for the hell of it.

What? Pie fight?

*Gets out the Pienator 3000* *opens fire on the next poster*

Hey, guys and gals, I'm back and I ha- *swamped by pies*

*has another shot*

(x(y^2) + 2x)dx + ((x^2)y - 2y)dy = 0

That looks really familiar, but damned if I can remember what it is, specifically...been a while since I had to take a math class. :$

D=0

Y=0

Because in the end, anything multiplied by 0 is 0.

Case closed ;).

God, I'm nerd.

D=0

Y=0

Because in the end, anything multiplied by 0 is 0.

Case closed ;).

God, I'm nerd.

*turns the Pienator 3000 on Conserative Morality for being a Nerd*

*turns the Pienator 3000 on Conserative Morality for being a Nerd*

*Tinkers around with the Pienator 3000 to shoot backwards* LG would be proud.:D

*Tinkers around with the Pienator 3000 to shoot backwards* LG would be proud.:D

<.<
>.>

*Gets out the Chuck Norris Launcher, and an ammo clip full of Chuck Norris.*

Now you'll be sorry.

*Launches Chuck Norris at CM*

I have a whole warehouse full of this stuff.

<.<
>.>

*Gets out the Chuck Norris Launcher, and an ammo clip full of Chuck Norris.*

Now you'll be sorry.

*Launches Chuck Norris at CM*

I have a whole warehouse full of this stuff.

Oh no, not the Chuck Norris thing! How did it start anyway?

<.<
>.>

*Gets out the Chuck Norris Launcher, and an ammo clip full of Chuck Norris.*

Now you'll be sorry.

*Launches Chuck Norris at CM*

I have a whole warehouse full of this stuff.

No! Not the face! :p

Oh no, not the Chuck Norris thing! How did it start anyway?

It started when Chuck Norris was born.:p

With all seriousness, the show Walker: Texas Ranger started it.

D=0

Y=0

Because in the end, anything multiplied by 0 is 0.

Case closed ;).

God, I'm nerd.

But a not so competent one, as you failed to note that dy and dx are not variables. The actual solution is:

x^2 + y^2 = 2ln(x/y) + A

Where x and y are variables, ln(k) is the natural logarithm of k, and A is a constant of unknown value.

Assuming I haven't made a mistake in the integration, that is.

Edit: Well, technically speaking, that isn't a solution. I treated it as a differential equation and integrated it. Solving for actual values of x and y is a slightly different problem, and I didn't relish the thought of tackling it.

However, a numerical solution is also not too tricky. In fact, it is $x = \pm \sqrt{2}$ in LaTeX markup, that being x = sqrt(2) or x = -sqrt(2) in a more normal format.

*peeks in and sniffs, then comes in with a few bottles of wine on her arms and whispers*

What did I miss?
Oh, GF brought us presents?!
What did I get! *twitches* Huh? Whata did I get?:D

.............Obviously my invitation was lost in the Mail right, >.>...

*walks in anyway and proceeds to drink uncontrollably* lol

.............Obviously my invitation was lost in the Mail right, >.>...

*walks in anyway and proceeds to drink uncontrollably* lol

*flashback, CM sitting at a desk sifting through the mail*
Let's see, invitation for LG, Nanatsu, Skallvia? Pfft. *Rips it up, tosses it in the garbage* That'll rid us of that square. Ohh! Shiny box!

*Back to present*

Good times, good times...

Wait, were you watching that?

>.>

<.<
*hides*

*flashback, CM sitting at a desk sifting through the mail*
Let's see, invitation for LG, Nanatsu, Skallvia? Pfft. *Rips it up, tosses it in the garbage* That'll rid us of that square. Ohh! Shiny box!

*Back to present*

Good times, good times...

Wait, were you watching that?

>.>

<.<
*hides*
HA HA!!!

Your diabolical plot has failed my friend....For I hath Shown up anyway! lol

*drinks more*

HA HA!!!

Your diabolical plot has failed my friend....For I hath Shown up anyway! lol

*drinks more*
http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a163/Pizlop/GIFs/curses-foiled-again.jpg

*plays song, sometimes it's hard to be a woman*

I bring the gift of fire.

[sets fire to table]

Where's the women?

I bring the gift of fire.

[sets fire to table]

Where's the women?

Silly Belschaft, there are no women willing to go out with people who post on NSG, of all places! Come join the lonely singles corner.:p

BTW, I brought this as sort of a gift for everyone...

http://img123.imageshack.us/img123/6452/leglampwq0.jpg (http://imageshack.us)

Fragile?

Must be Italian.


(If you get that reference you get a cookie)

Fragile?

Must be Italian.


(If you get that reference you get a cookie)

Who doesn't get it?:D

A Christmas Story, when pop gets the leg-lamp. Where's my cookie?

Silly Belschaft, there are no women willing to go out with people who post on NSG, of all places! Come join the lonely singles corner.:p

Damn.

[drinks self under the table]

He he he he...... it's dark!!!!

Ha!

[passes out]

Who doesn't get it?:D

A Christmas Story, when pop gets the leg-lamp. Where's my cookie?

(Hands CM a cookie)

God I love that movie.

I bring the gift of fire.

[sets fire to table]

Where's the women?

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH IT's MAZDA!
run people run quite fast, quite fast.:eek2:

I bring the gift of fire.

[sets fire to table]

Where's the women?

Too late, I already set fire to the Yule Log. If you like old, fat, gray-haired grannies, I'm a woman. *pies.*

(Hands CM a cookie)

God I love that movie.

Yum! *Takes a bite*Hey this has nuts in it!

...

Hehe, nuts!:wink:

Fragile?

Must be Italian.


(If you get that reference you get a cookie)

Who doesn't get it?:D

A Christmas Story, when pop gets the leg-lamp. Where's my cookie?

OMG! People are acknowledging me!:D

OMG! People are acknowledging me!:D

Did I hear something? Meh, must have been the wind. :p

*peeks in and sniffs, then comes in with a few bottles of wine on her arms and whispers*

What did I miss?
Oh, GF brought us presents?!
What did I get! *twitches* Huh? Whata did I get?:D...If I tell you, are you going to have a spazz attack? :D

It's close enough to the Solstice. *Starts to unpack large mysterious box. Doles out presents.* Let's see, hangover cure for Ruffy, catsuit for Nanatsu, hmm, Intangelon - ha, that's it *gives best of Jethro Tull cd* ... Leather for Neesika, a fake ID for Belschaft, mud pie and Taco Bell taco for LG ... *Eventually hands out appropriate gifts to everyone at party.*

Heh, so I see that someone took a shot at that differential equation... XD

It's only 4 PM, and the sun is going to go down soon. Winter - boo hiss. <_<

*Eventually hands out appropriate gifts to everyone at party.*

WOOHOO! a An infinite dollar giftcard to the ACME Corporation!

*Gets a pair of rocket skates* *proceeds to Rocket Skate around the room*

WOOHOO! a An infinite dollar giftcard to the ACME Corporation!

*Gets a pair of rocket skates* *proceeds to Rocket Skate around the room*

Perhaps I should have specified "gag" gifts. *pies.*

Perhaps I should have specified "gag" gifts. *pies.*

So that's when I told him "It's not my fault you don't know how to do matrix... DUCK!"

*dodges pie*

So that's when I told him "It's not my fault you don't know how to do matrix... DUCK!"

*dodges pie*

*Throws pi.*

*Throws pi.*

Noes! I don't want to become irrational!

*ducks behind punch bowl*

*Throws pi.*

isn't pi rather heavy?

isn't pi rather heavy?

If it's squared.

http://www.squarepie.com/index

Perhaps I should have specified "gag" gifts. *pies.*

*pulls out the ACME catalog*

Oohhhhh.......

*A big evil looking box arrives.

In a series of events worthy of a looney tunes cartoon, TES single handedly assembles a gigantic Pienator 3005!

TES pulls the trigger, and gets pied*

*pulls out the ACME catalog*

Oohhhhh.......

*A big evil looking box arrives.

In a series of events worthy of a looney tunes cartoon, TES single handedly assembles a gigantic Pienator 3005!

TES pulls the trigger, and gets pied*

Sure you're not pie-eyed?

If it's squared.

http://www.squarepie.com/index

augh... maths.... :p


and if someone is managing to bake a pie with corners on it... i bow to them, truly.

isn't pi rather heavy?

No, it's just insanely long...

Heh, I should ask for a sandwich of length pi if I ever go to Subway again. :D

Did I hear something? Meh, must have been the wind. :p

Whatever happened to respecting your elders, kid?:p

Whatever happened to respecting your elders, kid?:p

That was so fifties.:wink:

Brings first aid kit - it will be needed.
____
Who was it last year that perpetually played Smoke On The Water?

That was so fifties.:wink:

*Pies.*

*Pies.*

*gasp* How dare you! I oughta... Wait... Is this blueberry? Mmmm. *Enjoys*

*gasp* How dare you! I oughta... Wait... Is this blueberry? Mmmm. *Enjoys*

You should respect your elders if for no other reason than that they provide pies.

*Pies again, this time with French apple.*

You should respect your elders if for no other reason than that they provide pies.

*Pies again, this time with French apple.*
*Warps out of local spacetime. Remembers this isn not Metroid Prime 3.* Curses! Foiled again by real life!

And crappy pie.

No! Not the face! :p

*aims for groin*

*pies*

*aims for groin*

*pies*

*does a matrix style bullet-dodge. Bites the pie as it passes him*

What historical lunatic am I? (http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/)

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/c.jpg

Why thanks, and yes, it does mean something. But this absinthe's making my head woozy and I can't, for the life of me, remember. :D

Does yours mean something, Mr. Blouman?

*hiccups*

*places arm around shoulder*

It only means that I am the best person you are going to meet here.

How bout we go onto the balcony away from this rabble.

*Starts leading Nanatsu towards the Balcony* :D

Algebra is the new party game? What happened to pie fights and Neesika's brawl with Yootopia?

Kids these days, they have no idea on how to party.
*shakes head*
*weeps for the future*

augh... maths.... :p


and if someone is managing to bake a pie with corners on it... i bow to them, truly.

http://www.balfours.com.au/#/inside/pieShelf/pieShelfSquarePie/

A square pie you say?

Right here my friend. http://www.balfours.com.au/#/inside/pieShelf/pieShelfSquarePie/

What historical lunatic am I? (http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/)

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/c.jpg

I got Caligula as well.

Cool party game!

In spite of being female, I am ...

William John Cavendish-Bentinck-Scott, the Fifth Duke of Portland!

Sometime Marquis of Tichfield, Earl of Portland, Viscount Woodstock, Baron of Cirencester, co-heir to the Barony of Ogle and renowned as the finest judge of horseflesh in England, you took the tradition of aristocratic eccentricity to unprecedented heights. Having inherited the stately home of Welbeck Abbey, you proceeded to construct miles of underground tunnels and a ballroom, in pink, beneath it. The ballroom was complete except for one small detail. It had no floor. Despite this vast home, you lived exclusively in a suite of five rooms, each one also pink.

Having been turned down by your opera singer objet d'amour, Adelaide Kemble, in your youth, you suffered a broken heart and never married. This did not stop you from caring deeply about the wellbeing of your servants. Occasionally you would even help them muck out the stables. However, you did not neglect discipline, forcing disobedient underlings to skate themselves to exhaustion on your subterranean skating rink. Servants were given strict instructions regarding conduct: if they met you in a corridor, they were to ignore your existence while you froze to the spot until they were out of sight; and a chicken was to be kept roasting at all times in case you felt like sneaking into the kitchen for a snack.

You became ever more eccentric with age. You built another tunnel, this time to the railway station, through which you would ride your carriage. When you reached the station your carriage, with you inside, would be hoisted up onto the train in its entirety.

Upon your death, your multitude of titles passed to your cousin, who was obliged to delve into your curious domain to find your body once the servants had reported your absence. Entering your private rooms, he found that, aside from a commode in the centre of your bedroom, the only objects in the whole suite were hundreds of hatboxes, each containing a single brown wig.

The party isn't complete without the following stereotypes:

The drug dealer:
https://www.keepachildalivestore.org/uploads/english/images/drug-dealer-tanklg.jpg

The coked out chick:
link removed

Pedo bear:
link removed

This guy:
http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v128/64/13/773403142/n773403142_155405_7312.jpg

And the following items:
http://images.businessweek.com/ss/06/05/what_things_cost/image/moet.jpg
http://www.theword.org.nz/SITE_Default/SITE_fpanz/SITE_need_help_now/x-images/6293.jpg
http://www.arenaflowers.com/product_image/large/1253-smirnoff_premium_vodka.jpg

perfect recipe! :D

I'm bringing the chex mix, you can't have a party without chex mix!

Where's the Karaoke? (I hope there isn't any)

No Karaoke ever. Unless there are ample luscious voices amongst us. 3AM and howling gibberish over a hot mike is not a good idea.

What historical lunatic am I? (http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/)

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/c.jpg

According to that test, I'm Joshua Norton, the first emperor of the US.

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/n.jpg

It's close enough to the Solstice. *Starts to unpack large mysterious box. Doles out presents.* Let's see, hangover cure for Ruffy, catsuit for Nanatsu, hmm, Intangelon - ha, that's it *gives best of Jethro Tull cd* ... Leather for Neesika, a fake ID for Belschaft, mud pie and Taco Bell taco for LG ... *Eventually hands out appropriate gifts to everyone at party.*

HEY AQUALUNG!

Thank you very much!

*burns a copy of his box set: Citizen Steely Dan, 1971-1980*

Here you go!

HEY AQUALUNG!

Thank you very much!

*burns a copy of his box set: Citizen Steely Dan, 1971-1980*

Here you go!

Yeah, Reelin' in the Years.

Yeah, Reelin' in the Years.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vyaYXwoXpeM

Being, as I am, a straight female, I don't feel qualified to comment on the sexiness of females.
Sheesh, what a square. :rolleyes:
I admit that there's a few sexy guys 'round these parts, and i don't feel that i'm unqualified to do so ... *shrug*
Course, i'm "always forward never straight" but oh well.

What historical lunatic am I? (http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/)

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/c.jpg

I'm pope stephen the VI, or VII :)
Made Bishop of Agagni by Pope Formosus, you became Pope yourself in 896 by putting your immediate predecessor, Boniface VI, to death. Your reign lasted all of fourteen months. However, you firmly assured your place in history by putting the rotting corpse of the aforementioned Formosus on trial in the splendidly named Synod Horrenda. Naturally, Formosus was clad in full papal vestments. Having dug up the stinking remains once already, you proceeded to have them found guilty, reburied, re-exhumed, relieved of the three fingers of the right hand used in consecrations and finally thrown into the Tiber. All ordinations performed by the luckless Formosus were annulled. After this delightful display of gratitude, you were promptly strangled, paving the way for an increasingly short-lived series of successors and the reinstatement, dereinstatement and rereinstatement of Formosus' Papal deeds.

EDIT:
But this is an office party, so I give you another test!

What kind of office idiot are you? (http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/officemoron/)

I'll smoke you a kipper, because you'll be back for breakfast. You're the cult television show quoting, user account deleting, soap loathing IT Manager.

Something in your childhood has made you the way you are. You've been hired to provide a service to everyone else in the office - you make the computers run, and you make them run well. You've streamlined everything; you've removed all the viruses and installed all the firewalls. The only trouble - the only hole in your veneer of digital perfection - is the way you laugh at everyone.

If someone doesn't know UNIX, you laugh at them. If they lose their password, they laugh at them. If they visit a website using Microsoft Internet Explorer and their computer succumbs to an Internet worm, you laugh. Then you take a swig of your Coke, and with another hearty chuckle tell all your friends on IRC about the idiots you have to deal with.

Maybe it makes you feel better about yourself, although let's face it, you don't need help in that department. You're great, you. Fantastic like burning cool. If only those luddite office fools would let you play Unreal Tournament in peace.

Heh, so I see that someone took a shot at that differential equation... XD

It's only 4 PM, and the sun is going to go down soon. Winter - boo hiss. <_<

*The math nerd emerges from the corner, his nose in a book*

You called?

Cool party game!

In spite of being female, I am ...

William John Cavendish-Bentinck-Scott, the Fifth Duke of Portland!

Sometime Marquis of Tichfield, Earl of Portland, Viscount Woodstock, Baron of Cirencester, co-heir to the Barony of Ogle and renowned as the finest judge of horseflesh in England, you took the tradition of aristocratic eccentricity to unprecedented heights. Having inherited the stately home of Welbeck Abbey, you proceeded to construct miles of underground tunnels and a ballroom, in pink, beneath it. The ballroom was complete except for one small detail. It had no floor. Despite this vast home, you lived exclusively in a suite of five rooms, each one also pink.

Having been turned down by your opera singer objet d'amour, Adelaide Kemble, in your youth, you suffered a broken heart and never married. This did not stop you from caring deeply about the wellbeing of your servants. Occasionally you would even help them muck out the stables. However, you did not neglect discipline, forcing disobedient underlings to skate themselves to exhaustion on your subterranean skating rink. Servants were given strict instructions regarding conduct: if they met you in a corridor, they were to ignore your existence while you froze to the spot until they were out of sight; and a chicken was to be kept roasting at all times in case you felt like sneaking into the kitchen for a snack.

You became ever more eccentric with age. You built another tunnel, this time to the railway station, through which you would ride your carriage. When you reached the station your carriage, with you inside, would be hoisted up onto the train in its entirety.

Upon your death, your multitude of titles passed to your cousin, who was obliged to delve into your curious domain to find your body once the servants had reported your absence. Entering your private rooms, he found that, aside from a commode in the centre of your bedroom, the only objects in the whole suite were hundreds of hatboxes, each containing a single brown wig.

We English do madness properly.

According to that test, I'm Joshua Norton, the first emperor of the US.

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/n.jpg

Although Emperor Norton can be considered an honorary Englishman, I think.

What historical lunatic am I? (http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/)

You are Joshua Abraham Norton, first and only Emperor of the United States of America!

Born in England sometime in the second decade of the nineteenth century, you carved a notable business career, in South Africa and later San Francisco, until an entry into the rice market wiped out your fortune in 1854. After this, you became quite different. The first sign of this came on September 17, 1859, when you expressed your dissatisfaction with the political situation in America by declaring yourself Norton I, Emperor of the USA. You remained as such, unchallenged, for twenty-one years.
Within a month you had decreed the dissolution of Congress. When this was largely ignored, you summoned all interested parties to discuss the matter in a music hall, and then summoned the army to quell the rebellious leaders in Washington. This did not work. Magnanimously, you decreed (eventually) that Congress could remain for the time being. However, you disbanded both major political parties in 1869, as well as instituting a fine of $25 for using the abominable nickname "Frisco" for your home city.
Your days consisted of parading around your domain - the San Francisco streets - in a uniform of royal blue with gold epaulettes. This was set off by a beaver hat and umbrella. You dispensed philosophy and inspected the state of sidewalks and the police with equal aplomb. You were a great ally of the maligned Chinese of the city, and once dispersed a riot by standing between the Chinese and their would-be assailants and reciting the Lord's Prayer quietly, head bowed.
Once arrested, you were swiftly pardoned by the Police Chief with all apologies, after which all policemen were ordered to salute you on the street. Your renown grew. Proprietors of respectable establishments fixed brass plaques to their walls proclaiming your patronage; musical and theatrical performances invariably reserved seats for you and your two dogs. (As an aside, you were a good friend of Mark Twain, who wrote an epitaph for one of your faithful hounds, Bummer.) The Census of 1870 listed your occupation as "Emperor". The Board of Supervisors of San Francisco, upon noticing the slightly dilapidated state of yourattire, replaced it at their own expense. You responded graciously by granting a patent of nobility to each member. Your death, collapsing on the street on January 8, 1880, made front page news under the headline "Le Roi est Mort". Aside from what you had on your person, your possessions amounted to a single sovereign, a collection of walking sticks, an old sabre, your correspondence with Queen Victoria and 1,098,235 shares of stock in a worthless gold mine. Your funeral cortege was of 30,000 people and over two miles long.
The burial was marked by a total eclipse of the sun.


Sweet test.

You are Joshua Abraham Norton, first and only Emperor of the United States of America!

Bow before me!

It's close enough to the Solstice. *Starts to unpack large mysterious box. Doles out presents.* Let's see, hangover cure for Ruffy, catsuit for Nanatsu, hmm, Intangelon - ha, that's it *gives best of Jethro Tull cd* ... Leather for Neesika, a fake ID for Belschaft, mud pie and Taco Bell taco for LG ... *Eventually hands out appropriate gifts to everyone at party.*

Woohoohoo!! I gots me a catsuit! NYA NYA!!!:D

I'm pope stephen the VI, or VII :)
Made Bishop of Agagni by Pope Formosus, you became Pope yourself in 896 by putting your immediate predecessor, Boniface VI, to death. Your reign lasted all of fourteen months. However, you firmly assured your place in history by putting the rotting corpse of the aforementioned Formosus on trial in the splendidly named Synod Horrenda. Naturally, Formosus was clad in full papal vestments. Having dug up the stinking remains once already, you proceeded to have them found guilty, reburied, re-exhumed, relieved of the three fingers of the right hand used in consecrations and finally thrown into the Tiber. All ordinations performed by the luckless Formosus were annulled. After this delightful display of gratitude, you were promptly strangled, paving the way for an increasingly short-lived series of successors and the reinstatement, dereinstatement and rereinstatement of Formosus' Papal deeds.

EDIT:
But this is an office party, so I give you another test!

What kind of office idiot are you? (http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/officemoron/)

I'll smoke you a kipper, because you'll be back for breakfast. You're the cult television show quoting, user account deleting, soap loathing IT Manager.

Something in your childhood has made you the way you are. You've been hired to provide a service to everyone else in the office - you make the computers run, and you make them run well. You've streamlined everything; you've removed all the viruses and installed all the firewalls. The only trouble - the only hole in your veneer of digital perfection - is the way you laugh at everyone.

If someone doesn't know UNIX, you laugh at them. If they lose their password, they laugh at them. If they visit a website using Microsoft Internet Explorer and their computer succumbs to an Internet worm, you laugh. Then you take a swig of your Coke, and with another hearty chuckle tell all your friends on IRC about the idiots you have to deal with.

Maybe it makes you feel better about yourself, although let's face it, you don't need help in that department. You're great, you. Fantastic like burning cool. If only those luddite office fools would let you play Unreal Tournament in peace.
I also got:
http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/officemoron/c.jpg

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/v.jpg


It was strangely....right on the money, lol...

*jumps in*

PARTY YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

*sees dead party*
*cries*

*jumps in*

PARTY YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

*sees dead party*
*cries*

*Grabs*
*Comforts*
*Tangoes with. Furiously*

There's always a party for the classical spammers you know ;)

:fluffle:

*jumps in*

PARTY YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

*sees dead party*
*cries*

*Gives hug and pies.*

*Grabs*
*Comforts*
*Tangoes with. Furiously*

There's always a party for the classical spammers you know ;)

:fluffle:
GRAVLEN!!!!!!!!!

I'm a live again, see?

I feel like a new me, with an avatar and everything!

*dances like a crazy maniac*
*Gives hug and pies.*
Yay pie! *eats pie while dancing*

http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/lunatics/v.jpg


It was strangely....right on the money, lol...

What? You mean you are King Charles VI of France?

http://www.balfours.com.au/#/inside/pieShelf/pieShelfSquarePie/

A square pie you say?

Right here my friend. http://www.balfours.com.au/#/inside/pieShelf/pieShelfSquarePie/

where there you have it, my world is crumbling.

*bows*

GRAVLEN!!!!!!!!!Yay pie! *eats pie while dancing*

Ladame! crawled out of the pile of textbooks have you?

YEAH! It's time to party!

http://tcritic.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/the_communist_party_zoom.jpg

Marx gets a little wild when he has a few wine coolers.

GRAVLEN!!!!!!!!!

I'm a live again, see?

I feel like a new me, with an avatar and everything!

*dances like a crazy maniac*

Yay pie! *eats pie while dancing*

Being alive suits you. Much better than that undead look at least... With all brains all the time.

And you do have... *Elevaditos* ...a nice avatar there. And it's good to dance with someone as talented as you. Only a true master of the tango can eat pies while dancing like that! :D

No Karaoke ever. Unless there are ample luscious voices amongst us. 3AM and howling gibberish over a hot mike is not a good idea.

I'm a radio DJ, and a vocalist. ;)

Too many people that sing kareoke can't sing, or they can and they choose songs they are poor at.

*Gives hug and pies.*

what kind of pie?

I am a sucker for a good pie.

what kind of pie?

I am a sucker for a good pie.

Pumpkin, lemon meringue, apple, cherry, chocolate, peach, strawberry, blueberry, mince, pecan *continues unloading the big mysterious box.*

Anyone up for forming a canga line?

*starts throwing cookies and whipped cream*

*starts throwing cookies and whipped cream*

Trying to kill us with calories?

Begins juggling an apple, and egg and a bowling ball. Will attempt to eat the apple, and not the bowling ball.

Trying to kill us with calories?

Death by whipped cream is one hell of a better way to go than death by whipping. -_-

*Ominous knock on door*

Officer Dibley: "Scuse me, ma'am, we've had a complaint that this gathering is in breach of city anti-spam ordinance No 734-B, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to ... is that a home-made cherry pie?"

*Ominous knock on door*

Officer Dibley: "Scuse me, ma'am, we've had a complaint that this gathering is in breach of city anti-spam ordinance No 734-B, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to ... is that a home-made cherry pie?"

It is. And it was just taken out of the oven so it's all warm. Want a piece, Ardchy? *parades it under Mod nose*:D

Ifreann, quick! STOP STRIPPING!

Death by whipped cream is one hell of a better way to go than death by whipping. -_-

Indeed.. Kill them with love! Kill them with calories!

Anyone up for forming a canga line?

The feared legendary Conga Line of Death (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zI5mfE9dhFU)?? :eek2:

*Flees*

*ominous knock on door*

officer dibley: "scuse me, ma'am, we've had a complaint that this gathering is in breach of city anti-spam ordinance no 734-b, and i'm afraid i'm going to have to ask you to ... is that a home-made cherry pie?"

Guys!!! The stripper's here!!

Dressed like a cop even. Hawt :)

Guys!!! The stripper's here!!

Dressed like a cop even. Hawt :)

for a horrible second i thought you said
"Gay's!!! The stripper's here!!!
Dressed like a male cop even"
I shuddered. and then noticed my police uniform in my closet. oh my.
:eek:

The feared legendary Conga Line of Death (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zI5mfE9dhFU)?? :eek2:

*Flees*

Drat.. foiled again!

"Ma'am, you have the right to...remain sexy!"

*Rips off his tear-away cop outfit*

*Cue techno beat*

"Ma'am, you have the right to...remain sexy!"

*Rips off his tear-away cop outfit*

*Cue techno beat*

Liberally applies sensor bars.

It is. And it was just taken out of the oven so it's all warm. Want a piece, Ardchy? *parades it under Mod nose*:D

We-e-elll ... warm, you say? And did I hear "whipped cream"?

Oooh, yes, I did, look, some of it got all over this paperwork and now I can't read it.

Guess I'll have to go back to the office to print it out. If it's still in the system, of course. I'm gonna have to take the rest of that pie in for forensic examination, though.

*resumes throwing/spraying whipped cream*

Liberally applies sensor bars.

Attaches nerve stimulus pads to sensitive areas and hooks them up to these mysterious "sensor bars"...and then begins to writhe in ecst...

Wait.

Did you mean "censor" bars?

:$

We-e-elll ... warm, you say? And did I hear "whipped cream"?

Oooh, yes, I did, look, some of it got all over this paperwork and now I can't read it.

Guess I'll have to go back to the office to print it out. If it's still in the system, of course. I'm gonna have to take the rest of that pie in for forensic examination, though.

Don't forget a glass of nice, French champagne, missus.

Attaches nerve stimulus pads to sensitive areas and hooks them up to these mysterious "sensor bars"...and then begins to writhe in ecst...

Wait.

Did you mean "censor" bars?

:$

No, no I did not mean censor....

No, no I did not mean censor....

Well, in THAT case...

*gets set of extension cables and takes his sensor bar-exchanger system into a quiet bedroom.*

Pumpkin, lemon meringue, apple, cherry, chocolate, peach, strawberry, blueberry, mince, pecan *continues unloading the big mysterious box.*

MMMM pie. *drools*


can't get enough pie.....want more.

where did you get this mysterious box?

Don't forget a glass of nice, French champagne, missus.

tiny bubbles of happiness.

Champagne goes well with some anise cookies....

MMMM pie. *drools*


can't get enough pie.....want more.

where did you get this mysterious box?

*pushes Minoriteeburg into box.* It's actually a version of a portable hole.

tiny bubbles of happiness.That explode spontaneously (and in unison) to create an air of joy? :p

That explode spontaneously (and in unison) to create an air of joy? :p

I think I'd rather bathe in Champagne than drink it. Oooh, Champagne bath.

*Reachs into large mysterious box, pulls out a claw-footed tub big enough for two and enough champagne to fill it.*

I think I'd rather bathe in Champagne than drink it. Oooh, Champagne bath.

*Reachs into large mysterious box, pulls out a claw-footed tub big enough for two and enough champagne to fill it.**Deciding if it is worth life and limb*

*sprays everyone that's mentioned Champagne or champagne with expensive champagne from Champagne*

*sprays everyone that's mentioned Champagne or champagne with expensive champagne from Champagne*

Veuve Cliquot?

Veuve Cliquot?

Uh... *checks label*

Sure. *sprays*

Uh... *checks label*

Sure. *sprays*

*pushes into tub full of champagne.*

*pushes into tub full of champagne.*

Ahhhh! I'm "drowning."

>.>
<.<

I need a good-looking woman to... do CPR. With.

<.<

Ahhhh! I'm "drowning."

>.>
<.<

I need a good-looking woman to... do CPR. With.

<.<

*calls Nanatsu.* I'm female, but unless you're really drowning, I doubt you'd want me doing CPR on you.

*calls Nanatsu.* I'm female, but unless you're really drowning, I doubt you'd want me doing CPR on you.

Surely, you mean with...

>.>

Sweet potato pie served up with a bourbon caramel sauce and chantilly cream. Vol au ent!

*wakes up, sees nothing happening, switches from tequila to vodka, and resumes heavy drinking*

*wakes up, sees nothing happening, switches from tequila to vodka, and resumes heavy drinking*

*pulls into tub of champagne from Champagne*

*Brings bacon for Neo K*

It's the gift that keeps on giving :)

Now where's my alcohol?!

Where have you been?

The darkroom.

*makes pierogies for everyone*

The darkroom.

*makes pierogies for everyone*

*steals pierogies and beer*

The darkroom.

*makes pierogies for everyone*

AKA college?

AKA college?

someone let him in college?

someone let him in college?

Yeah, he said it on Callisdrun's farewell thread.

Yeah, he said it on Callisdrun's farewell thread.

That college must be desperate for cash.

The darkroom.

*makes pierogies for everyone*

you must have one huge kitchen to pull that off :eek:

That college must be desperate for cash.

Or he infiltrated them, and by the time they realised what had happened, it was too late...

Or he infiltrated them, and by the time they realised what had happened, it was too late...

....He already killed the Dean and took over his identity.


Damn he's good.

....He already killed the Dean and took over his identity.


Damn he's good.

It'll be one of us next.

It'll be one of us next.

I know it won't be me, he has already tried and failed.


But if he returns I will be ready.

It'll be one of us next.

*Barricades his corner and gets an FN MAG, RK.95 and HK USP and loads of 9MM Parabellum, 7.62x39 mm and 7.62x51mm NATO rounds* He's not getting me.

*Barricades his corner and gets an FN MAG, RK.95 and HK USP and loads of 9MM Parabellum, 7.62x39 mm and 7.62x51mm NATO rounds* He's not getting me.

He's already behind you....

He's already behind you....

Inside your skin...

He's already behind you....

Inside your skin...

Gahh, out! *Starts to run towards a wall.*

*Starts shooting and backing away.*
It's too late, he's attached to your brain. He'll start sucking anytime now.

*Points to above post*

*Also points above post*

I get it now, ruffy's not in college. He's just under your skin.

*Also points above post*

Nice edit, edit-boy.

Nice edit, edit-boy.

As soon as I noticed your post, I edited it.

You guys are killing the party! Stop making it boring :(

You guys are killing the party! Stop making it boring :(

You're right.

Is there any good party games we can play on here?

You're right.

Is there any good party games we can play on here?

Who can make the board display the wierdest advert! :p

You're right.

Is there any good party games we can play on here?

I hear sciences are the new thing this winter.

*giggles as he watches from the dark cluster of cubicals*

Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for toys and time for beer
I've been good, but I can't last

(elevator door slowly slides open, Pedro the Donkey can be heard gasping for air)
(Ruffy begins humming over the intercom)

*attacks Minoritee*

Me, I want a hula hoop.

*chokes Minoritee with a hula hoop*

You, sir, are a nut. By all means, continue.

*cackles as he drags Minoritee into the vent*

Oh shit! He's got Minoritee!

*Boards up house*

*giggles as he watches from the dark cluster of cubicals*

Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for toys and time for beer
I've been good, but I can't last

(elevator door slowly slides open, Pedro the Donkey can be heard gasping for air)
(Ruffy begins humming over the intercom)

*attacks Minoritee*

Me, I want a hula hoop.

*chokes Minoritee with a hula hoop*

:eek:

It's cause I stole all of your beer isn't it?

*kicks ruffy in the balls, get hula hoop off neck*

*grabs nerf sword*

take one guess as to where this is going....

:eek:

It's cause I stole all of your beer isn't it?

*kicks ruffy in the balls, get hula hoop off neck*

*grabs nerf sword*

take one guess as to where this is going....

Guns is the way! *Fires a hail of bullets at Ruffy.*

Guns is the way! *Fires a hail of bullets at Ruffy.*

You can't take down ruffy with guns, drugs on the other hand will have him singing like a little school girl in minutes....seconds even.

You can't take down ruffy with guns, drugs on the other hand will have him singing like a little school girl in minutes....seconds even.

*Picks up Super Sledge*

:eek:

It's cause I stole all of your beer isn't it?

*kicks ruffy in the balls, get hula hoop off neck*

*grabs nerf sword*

take one guess as to where this is going....

SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!

http://www.knology.net/~djspace/images/bigblast.jpg

SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!
[snip]

Dont mess with the master!

http://gizmodo.com/assets/resources/2008/02/Nerf%20N-Strike%20Vulcan.jpeg

http://prodimages.branders.com/img/custom_Bic_Lighter/Home_Housewares/Bic_Lighter-04826_bs.jpg

Bring it.

http://prodimages.branders.com/img/custom_Bic_Lighter/Home_Housewares/Bic_Lighter-04826_bs.jpg

Bring it.

http://www.rwcc.com.au/Image%2080%20tap%20water.gif

http://www.rwcc.com.au/Image%2080%20tap%20water.gif
You made my day.

Water is no match for.. The Lighter of DOOOOM!

You made my day.

That's about the biggest praise I've ever had on this forum.

Water is no match for.. The Lighter of DOOOOM!

Too late.

http://world.guns.ru/grenade/xm307-1.jpg
Bring it. :p

Water is no match for.. The Lighter of DOOOOM!

the lighter of doom can be easily stopped by the DOOBIE OF RIGHTEOUSNESS!

http://tryptamind.com/images/doobie_master.jpg

You n00bs do not please me. How have you no clue of what The Lighter of DOOOOOOOOOOM is?

That's about the biggest praise I've ever had on this forum.

AND IT SHALL BE YOUR LAST! Mwahahahahahahahahaha!!

*sets on fire*