Anybody around?

[Grimmlocke]

Nyuuuuuu!   *Flails*

[Wayward_fool]

Flailing will only attract my BUTTERFLIES OF DOOM! Combined with the powdered mildew and red velvet carpet fluff, NOTHING will save your soul.

[Taymist]

Annnnnnnnnd, this chaos, nonsense, utter insanity is why I adore you all.... aside from the fact that you all taste good of course. *bares wolfie teeths in reassuring grin* Anyhoo, just passing through on my way... umm... over there -------> *exit stage left*

[Arath Faringal]

*eyes Skechy's powdered mildew*

 

Good taste?

 

And they call us the crazy ones ...

[Wayward_fool]

Tsk. They aren't allowed to call us the crazy ones. Not after they forced me to get rid of my imaginary friend, Poo. I miss Poo. I wish she'd come back. The nights get so lonely....

[Grimmlocke]

Ooooh, I wanna poo too!  Hilarity!

[Wayward_fool]

Is your "special friend" called Hilarity? Interesting name...

[Grimmlocke]

Not at all.  Hilarity is my Mind Slave.  Stole her from someone else's mind.