All your butts are belong to me!

[Toy and Minion]

It is now.  *leaves*

[reyler]

I told you, I don't even acknowledge him. I think he PMed me about something or other a couple of times. He's still waiting on a response.

[Toy and Minion]

I did that last time around, you never answered me either.  *shrugs*

[reyler]

... When did you ever PM me? *looks*

[mcs0083]

Wait. Where's Waldo?

[Toy and Minion]

It was last year around...I can't remember.  But it was quite a while ago, I know that.

[callandor]

i want a pm...  :'(

[reyler]

I checked, and it was September of 07, and you were asking if I'd ever heard of Mafia games. But I think somewhere around then is when I began asserting that I have too little long-term ability to focus such as a Mafia game would require.

[Toy and Minion]

07?!?  M'kay, never mind.

[reyler]

That's a mighty long memory for someone who can't even remember one page back in a thread.

[mcs0083]

The Mafia game is effing with his head.

[Toy and Minion]

I spilled ex lax down my ear.

[Daes Daemar King]

That's nice.

[Toy and Minion]

Oh, you think so, huh?  Why don't you try it if you think it feels so good.

[reyler]

In fact I believe he meant to be wholly dismissive of your statement. You ought to garrote him with barbed wire for that attitude.

[Daes Daemar King]

That wouldn't be very nice, I forgot to add the sarcasm note, sorry...

[bad company]

You being sarcastic?

[reyler]

You being dipped in liquid plastic and sprayed with insulation fibers?

[Alys Kinch]

Can I taste first?

[reyler]

Wouldn't you prefer to find out exactly what he's being molded into first?

[Toy and Minion]

Wow, looks like a time for a random pic.

 

[Alys Kinch]

Considering it's Bad Co, I probably didn't really want to taste anyway. Might be too bloody...

[reyler]

More likely it would taste of pesticides.

 

Obviously not enough pesticides, but they'd be there at least.

[Toy and Minion]

*nods*  Yeah, well, liquid plastic is the leading cause of death in small suburban areas.

[reyler]

So parents, next time you see your child melting his green army men on the stove, you might want to sit him down and find out if he has a list of enemies.