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King Parcelanboobies!
There is but one thing that can defeat him: a sandwich."
Sun dried tomatooooeeesss
Take off every pants! You know what you doing! Move Lash, for great sex!
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
That said, I vote one.
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Ruv had this to say about (_|_):
Guys, vote one. Because if you don't, I will personally find out where you live, go to your house, and give you a wedgie of epic proportions.That said, I vote one.
I shall vote two again now just to spite Ruv.
Do not trust the woman, let her stay with Deth and Snoota.
edit: must avoid controversy. [ 01-06-2004: Message edited by: Cysa The Clown ]
He hadn't stepped far before he became aware of the terrible shadow cast over him from the light of the full moon. He gasped and looked up to see a young ladyboy, blondish-red hair flowing in the night breeze like his long, purple cape. He narrowed his already-beady eyes upon the bard.
"The evil Count Lemmy!" Vorbis said, reaching for his sword. "I knew too well you would attempt to stop Sir Snoota!"
"Indeed," the evil Count said in his throaty, feminine voice. "And as such, I have come to put a stop to your meddling. Our mighty Warlock cannot fall to the Sandwich of Ages!"
"Then come," Vorbis said, drawing his frilly rapier and swinging it about like the bold fruit he was. "Come and meet your DOOM!"
"You expect me to fight scum like YOU?!" Lemmy snarled, careful not to ruin his ladylike visage. "I might break a nail, and then, without my stunning looks, where would I be?"
"In hell, where you belong!" Vorbis cried out. "And I shall send you there!"
"Not before you face my latest creation," the evil Count said, snickering.
He snapped his fingers and suddenly, a slim girl with blond locks and razor sharp claws sprang from the rubble, landing before Vorbis in one of those dramatic clouds of dust you always see in the picture shows. She growled and scraped her terrifying claws against each other.
"Egads!" Vorbis cried, pointing his pig-poker at the girl-beast. "What do you call this...monstrosity?"
"Behold!" Lemmy said, laughing. "The Lazzicus! She will ensure that your charming bumbling shall not save Sir Snoota this time!" He sprang off into the shadows, laughing. "Now I must be off! Back to the throbbing bosom of my master!"
The Lazzicus bared her teeth and dragged her claws against the stone, leaving angry indentations. She narrowed her eyes upon him as he held up his rapier in self-defense...
Check it! What should Vorbis do?
1: Oh snap! He should fight the Lazzicus!
2: Dag yo! He needs to lull her with his music!
3: Wiggy, bra! He's gotta flee!
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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
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Trent thought this was the Ricky Martin Fan Club Forum and wrote:
Two then one when that fails, cause hitting someone with a lute has to be entertaining.
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I wanna heal Vorbis squeal like a piggie.
"Oh, Jo-juh! Squeeeeeeeee!"
It's not something people hear about.
