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[ 07-18-2003: Message edited by: D ]
[ 07-18-2003: Message edited by: Black Mage ]
Suddar, I cast a curse of gluttony upon you. Every day at precisely 12:00 in the afternoon, you shall consume exactly three cups of saurkrat, no more, no less. If you fail to do this, you shall turn into fat goose.
Gomateux, for your ignorance, I curse you to become a banshee like no other. Whenever you hear the word 'cock-a-doodle doo', you shall begin strutting and singing "I'm just a love machine."
Nicole, I curse you to forever wander the frozen wastes of Canada until one of two things are met: You convince Maradon to rampage through Ontaria armed with only lance and moose, or you eat 20 lemon snow cones given to you by Vorbo.
D, I curse you with your one bane: athleticism. From now on, all you will be able to stomach shall be rice. You will experience searing pain when sedentary. And you will look smashing in biker shorts.
BlackMage, since it is power you crave, I give you all the power you seek. I curse you to share an apartment with an electric baboon. Not frightening enough? In the sitcom of your life, he's the cool guy and you're his square friend.
Vorbo, I condemn you to make lemon snowcones for everyone who demands one until the day you change your name back to something not retarded.
Addy, I curse you with the form of a guppy and condemn you to forever live in D's bathroom.
*turns Bloodcookie into a lime*
JooJooFlop, I condemn you to forever work in Katrinity's Cookie Factory. I also curse you to multiply, and become the mainstay of her factory: the Joompa Loompas.
Bill, I banish you to the twisting netherverse of Geeornia. It sounds fine, doesn't it? Unfortunately for you, Geeornia isn't a place...he's a woman.
Rodent King, I curse you to forever live as a salmon does: jumping upstream, in constant danger of bear attacks, and shitting eggs.
*turns Fizodeth into a lime* [ 07-18-2003: Message edited by: Mr. Parcelan ]
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From the book of Gomateux, chapter 3, verse 16:
But its friday.
Parcelan's curses know no time-zones.
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Mr. Parcelan's account was hax0red to write:
JooJooFlop, I condemn you to forever work in Katrinity's Cookie Factory. I also curse you to multiply, and become the mainstay of her factory: the Joompa Loompas.
Neat. Me and my progeny will lay in waiting until the perfect moment to revolt and make the cookie-wench the secret ingredient in the muffins the factory will create from that moment on.
Stab 'em with a lance then gore them with the horns! C'mon, it'd be fun!
THis curse confuses me.
Please? 
a plague on both your houses!
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Lazzay attempted to be funny by writing:
Riiide ze shoopuf
*giggles madly*
Batty, you shall be condemned to absorb all of peoples' woes (such as Nicole complaining she gets no sex and RedMage crying because we tore down his sand castle). You shall recieve no peace until you re-tell each tale of woe to a fisherman in a bar.
Nwizzle, for the hatred brewing inside of you, I condemn you to forever suffer as the Trix Rabbit.
Waisz, because you are already a pariah, I curse you to become assimilated into a social group. Which group? You shall be the new girl in RedMage's posse. To mark your pitiful existence, I brand you with ugly make-up. Get used to it, it is a part of who you are.
Terena, I condemn you to speak only in Warcraft III unit quotes for three weeks and a day. On the first week, you shall quote orcs, on the next you shall quote Undead, then Humans and on the last day, you will quote Night Elves.
Lazzay, I curse you with the Ghosts of Gydyon. These spectral lawyers are not evil, but will inhabit your house and prove a big nuisance. They shall hide your remote, eat all your ice cream, re-arrange your sock drawer and touch stuff without asking.
Pvednes, I curse you with udders. There is little more explanation required.
*turns Fox into a lime*
now it's running
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Mr. Parcelan obviously shouldn't have said:
Rodent King, I curse you to forever live as a salmon does: jumping upstream, in constant danger of bear attacks, and shitting eggs.
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Mr. Parcelan had this to say about Duck Tales:
Batty, you shall be condemned to absorb all of peoples' woes (such as Nicole complaining she gets no sex and RedMage crying because we tore down his sand castle). You shall recieve no peace until you re-tell each tale of woe to a fisherman in a bar.
I don't like where this is going.
<does a little dance with a drum> ^.^
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