I secretly want to be a tall, blue, athletic alien

[charis sedai]

I don't speak FF speak... but that sounds cool!

[Efrit]

Haha! Without a doubt!

So your Avatar buddy spontaneously regenerated!

 

He also realized half his toenail is missing...

Ouch  :D

[charis sedai]

well, I mean, to only be missing half a toenail, that's not bad at all!

[Efrit]

I know!

 

At least its not he whole thing, right? :D

I think it got run over during the show last week...

xD Why did it take me this long?

 

I blame the taint

[charis sedai]

That happened to me once too... it sucks...

[Talmanes]

The Taint is always good to blame. Or Ed, he's good to blame too.  ;) ;D

[charis sedai]

*glomps*

 

Tal! Come to spam my thread, love?

[Talmanes]

I would enjoy nothing more, than to spam this thread with you my love, shall we?

*offers arm*

[charis sedai]

*takes arm*

 

It would be a pleasure!

[Talmanes]

*Raises his sword*

Spam army...ATTACK!!!!

[LedZepMan]

Spamsy dude

[Efrit]

think I may be allergic to spam. The real life kind lol.

I just finshed a chemistry test.

I'm kinda bored so I thought' " ah what the heck. Let's go spam my favorite thread for a while!"

 

so here I am :D

[charis sedai]

*sigh*

We lost two whole days... SPAM MOAR!!

 

 

[a pale tanned lover]

*attacks the spam with corned beef*

[charis sedai]

LOL! It is a real spam war!!! :D

[Talmanes]

*rolls in a Spam Cannon ^tm*

[Talmanes]

FIIIIRRRRREEEEE!

[charis sedai]

*plugs her ears and grins as Spam spews all over the thread*

[Talmanes]

Oh God, I hope d doesn't see that one.  :D

[LedZepMan]

SPAM BEER

 

 

*drinks*

[Lord of 13]

*pulls out a spam pistol and shoots the beer bottle out of LZM's hands/feet*

*blows the smoke away*

[Locke]

*throws rocking chairs at all of you*

[Lord of 13]

*shoots rocking chairs to no avail* *is knocked down and buried under a few of them* Erm... help, please?

[Locke]

*hears Of's statement*

 

*is puzzled*

 

Why would we do that?

[Lord of 13]

Because I asked nicely? Alright, then. *grunts as he pushes the overweighted chairs off himself one at a time* *dusts his robes and cowl off and scowls peevishly at Locke*