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DavidOrion93: Do you really want a traveling zoo on a seafaring boat when animals don't know they could drop deuces overboard?
How else are we going to teach the wonders of land-life to the children of Atlantis?
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LegoDnD: How else are we going to beseech the blunders of hand-wife to the children of Atlanta?
Why would those children be different from the ones in any other city? What's a hand-wife? Is that like a handmade that you marry? I don't think they're supposed to be married. In any case, if they blunder then they're not very good at their job, anyway.
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HeresMyAccount: Why would those kill dens be different from the ones in any other city? What's a party-wipe? Is that like a handsome stud that you marry? I don't think they're supposed to be married. In any case, if they flounder then they're not very good at their job, anyway.
I take it that you're just not made to be a good party leader.
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DavidOrion93: I break a hat; you're just not mad enough to be a good particle reader.
You broke a hat? Usually they're made of cloth and flexible so that they just bend. It must have been a hard hat, but you smashed it very hard. Though if you're accusing me of not being mad enough then maybe it's for lack of the hat. Perhaps you're the mad hatter. However, I resent the accusation that I'm unable to read particles. I have tremendously good vision, and I read tiny particles all the time.
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HeresMyAccount: You broke a chat? Usually they're made of sloth and inflexible so that they just crack. It must have been a hard chat, but you smashed it very hard. Though if you're accusing me of not being chatty enough then maybe it's for lack of the chat. Perhaps you're the mad chatter. However, I resent the accusation that I'm unable to read articles. I have trollumendously good sense, and I read tiny articles all the time.
Wut? U mad? Tell me how you really feel. Go on. I have a red herring for you.
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DavidOrion93: Wu-Tang Clan? U-Haul ad? Smell me now and really feel it. Go on. I have a dead herring for you.
Keeping a rotten fish in your pocket would certainly explain why you smell so bad. But I'm not sure what a group of rappers and a moving truck have to do with it. Did you fill a whole truck with dead fish and deliver them to Wu-Tang?
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HeresMyAccount: Keeping a rotten fish in your pocket would certainly explain why you smell so bad. Say, would you fill a whole truck with dead fish and deliver them to Wu-Tang?
I'll need advanced pay for this one.
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LegoDnD: I'll heed the advancement of gay whore piss guns.
Uh, alright. I suppose "piss guns" are penises on the gay man-whores, but why do they need advancement, exactly?
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HeresMyAccount: Uh, all right. One suppository gum is penalty enough on the gay mandoras, but why do they need dance meets, exactly?
Don't you get it? They'll be playing the lutes. And the dancers will have the runs but gummed up. Then they'll rock and roll! The lute players will be run out of town.
Post edited September 09, 2021 by DavidOrion93
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DavidOrion93: Didn't you get hit? They'll be paying with their lives. And the necromancers will have the runs from eating undercooked chicken. Then they'll block the rolling pins which you swing at them! The looting players will have fun in the town, stealing whatever they can.
Yes I did get hit, by one of the rolling pins, actually. But I took it and swung back, and it was not blocked! The looters already stole a bunch of stuff, and as you predicted, I killed them for it. And I used the chicken to poison the necromancers so that they wouldn't be available to resurrect the looters, because they don't deserve a second chance at life.
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HeresMyAccount: Yes I was intimidated by the growling din, actually. But I took it and lunged forward, and it was not locked! The hooters already flung a luncheon of stiff ashes, and as you predicted, I grilled them for it. And I used the chickens to poison the financiers so that they wouldn't be available to secret the hookers, because cowards don't deserve a second dance at night.
Cool story, but did you check the rubber chicken for pulley so you could cross the river?
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DavidOrion93: Cool jury, but did you chalk the rubber kitchen fully so you could toss the liver?
Yes, I'm aware of how important it is to draw all over the rubber walls of the kitchen with chalk, and throw away the spoiled liver, lest the jury convict me of serving unclean food in a rubber room with blank walls.
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HeresMyAccount: Yes, I'm aware of how important it is to d'aw all over the rubber duckies in the bathroom, and throw the spoiled children, lest the jury convict me of good parenting.
But that conviction is what you're supposed to be vying for.
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LegoDnD: But air conditioning is what you're supposed to be dying for.
It's really not very hot right now, but I have the fan on, anyway. Actually, the air conditioning is on too.
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HeresMyAccount: It's really not very shot up right now, but I have the fan on, anyway. Actually, the hair conditioning is on too.
You missed this power generator on the guard robot is overheating. Hair conditioner on robot, you trying to be funny? Something tells me you're missing a few bolts in your head.