Obey them and prosper as part of the great unity. Disobey them and find yourself washing my rear end for table scraps.
-There is a new dresscode for men. All males of the boards must wear bowler derbies and monocles and carry umbrellas. Acceptable dialogue: discussion about the "bullocks" and constantly saying "my word!"
-Females must submit to the new dresscode as well. Except they must wear tattered tunics and breeches and wear pirate hats. Acceptable dialogue includes delightful buccaneer talk.
-From this day forth, referring to Gydyon merely as "Gydyon" is no longer acceptable. When you wish to refer to Gydyon, you will call him one of the following: "Gydyon, the Roast with the Most," "Gydyon, Master of the Tail Wind," or "Gydyon, Hatch-Blaster."
-Bloodsage is hereby forbidden to argue in any form. When he wishes to argue, he shall merely waves his little fists and go "FFFFF! FFFFF!"
-Somthor is hereby forbidden to start new discussions. When he wishes to start one, he shall form a line of no less than five people and run around in circles shouting: "Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup!"
-No rulings, edicts or other commands shall be issued by Drysart without according charts, graphs and checks.
-Diadem has become far too opinionated. He is hereby ordered to revert to trollspeak and is limited to the following phrases: "eet bugz" and saying "Whaaaaaaaat yougonnadoaboutit?" while rolling his shoulders and jiggling.
-None but the elite are permitted to eat and drink.
-I am the only elite.
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Nina painfully thought these words up:
I protest.
You're just confused because you're a man that thinks he's a woman. In which case, you will act like a villain from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Soon enough, being the gluttonous prairie dog that you are, you will exhaust all your food supplies. Then you shall turn to Diadem for advice, but he will just shrug and say "eet bugz! Whaaaaaaaat yougonnadoaboutit?" And for a time you will, until you run out of bugz as well!
You will be too blubbery, so you must suborn an inferior to do a food and (more importantly by far) beer run for you! Ironically, for reasons to be revealed shortly, Somthor will be the only one who cares! BUT he will need to start a new discussion to get a car for your beerfood-run, and thusly will have to organize a line in order to do so! You join him, and he goes to Bloodsage, Gydyon and Drys as the three most qualified people around for said run!
However, they are all OUTRAGED by your new policies! Bloodsage goes "FFFFF! FFFFF!" Drys tries to organize his thoughts, but he eats all his pie graphs! And Gydyon has been shamed to silence by his new nick-names!
So you resort to CANNABILISM! Somthor has wandered off, muttering about bullocks, so you turn to the others. You take a bite out of Mog, but he says "me wrod, gety oru mitts offam y bullckso!" and beats you off with his silly umbrella! Further, he tastes like...CELERY!
That's right! With the exception of Somthor, in the time it took you to polish off the EC food surplus, all the other ECers have adapted to not being able to eat by becoming PLANTS and learning PHOTOSYNTHESIS! You try to become a vegetarian, but OH! The lifestyle - fruits, vegetables, minerals alone! - is not for your porky behind! And the PETA endorsements are too much! At long last, it overwhelms you and you skewer yourself on Lashanna's rapier!
YOUR DOOM APPROACHETH, PRAIRIE-BULLOCK!
Disclaimer: I'm just kidding, I love all living things.
The fastest draw in the Crest.
"The Internet is MY critical thinking course." -Maradon
"Gambling for the husband, an abortion for the wife and fireworks for the kids they chose to keep? Fuck you, Disneyland. The Pine Ridge Indian Reservation is the happiest place on Earth." -JooJooFlop
With a quick swing of his cleaver, he lops off the moogle's head and sends it flying, face-first, into Bajah's crotch. Moving with lightning speed (as much as a prairie dog can muster), he leaps into the air, brandishing his fire extinguisher.
He proceeds to beat Bajah silly with the extinguisher, finally knocking the casanova's eyeballs out of his sockets and crushing them like grapes. Cackling wickedly, he sprays the foamy white stuff all over Bajah, freezing his corpse with a moogle's skull on his penis.
Who else feels like disobeying?
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Bajah had this to say about Optimus Prime:
Bajah scratches another stunt double off the payroll.
And it is for this reason that you should thank me. I save you mas dinero!
And to think - they laugh when they smell my perfume!
Disclaimer: I'm just kidding, I love all living things.
The fastest draw in the Crest.
"The Internet is MY critical thinking course." -Maradon
"Gambling for the husband, an abortion for the wife and fireworks for the kids they chose to keep? Fuck you, Disneyland. The Pine Ridge Indian Reservation is the happiest place on Earth." -JooJooFlop
Don't ruin my perfectly good idiocy with your damn logic.
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Batty thought this was the Ricky Martin Fan Club Forum and wrote:
I disobey.
Since I know you, jester, I am not alarmed by your "rebellion."
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Everyone wondered WTF when Batty wrote:
I disobey.
u want be eeten?
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King Parcelan impressed everyone with:
Since I know you, jester, I am not alarmed by your "rebellion."
VIVA LA RESISTANCE!
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Nobody really understood why Batty wrote:
VIVA LA RESISTANCE!
Yes, your antics are quite amusing.
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King Parcelan impressed everyone with:
Yes, your antics are quite amusing.
*stabs Parcelan IN THE EYE*
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diadem said this about your mom:
u want be eeten?
*sits on Dia's shoulder and pats him on the head* Yar, me thinks this here be one fine brute and guard, if'n ye ask me.. yarr..
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Batty had this to say about the Spice Girls:
*stabs Parcelan IN THE EYE*
Skeletor has no eyes.
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There was much rejoicing when King Parcelan said this:
Skeletor has no eyes.
Well then, secondary plan.
*stabs Parce in the groin*
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Batty had this to say about Optimus Prime:
Well then, secondary plan.*stabs Parce in the groin*
Well, Skeletor is quite well-endowed, but he also wears an armored kilt, so no go there.
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Check out the big brain on King Parcelan!
Well, Skeletor is quite well-endowed, but he also wears an armored kilt, so no go there.
*places Delid in front of Parce with the word mirror written on his forehead*
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Batty had this to say about Cuba:
*places Delid in front of Parce with the word mirror written on his forehead*
Political commentary is not your strong suit, jester. Stick to slapstick.
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King Parcelan stumbled drunkenly to the keyboard and typed:
Political commentary is not your strong suit, jester. Stick to slapstick.
So a duck walks into a bar and says Quack.
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Batty had this to say about Robocop:
So a duck walks into a bar and says Quack.
Brilliant!
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There was much rejoicing when King Parcelan said this:
There's too much free thought. Too much individuality. To curve this
the expression is "to curb this"
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Maradon!'s unholy Backstreet Boys obsession manifested in:
the expression is "to curb this"
Imagine it as a graph! I am trying to make the amount of individuality and free thought go down in a curve, so to speak.
Roll to see if you see through my bullshit.
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Trent wrote, obviously thinking too hard:
*naps*
*licks Trent*
