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Banned because the requirement for King you are mentioning sounds more like democracy to me.

Banned because I find things like monarchy trivial.

Banned because the banning motions are required to be immediate.

I can't really stand Animal Planet anymore. It seems they dropped interesting documentaries just for stuff to play on our fondness for cute things or having things that are hardly related to animals.

Was watching The Dark Knight Rises. Bane sounded so Scottish... and yet I love how he is a farcry from other incarnations that play him as dumb muscle or look like a dominatrix.

Banned because I have mentioned my country of origin several times on this forum. You just never paid attention.

Tell us more.

They don't notice you while playing on the Game Boys, only stopping to complain about the glitches or hearing their parents react to Bill Clinton's kinky shenanigans. December 18, 199-*accidentally slumps over and hits the dial back 400 years*

Banned because Christmas is not a very pragmatic holiday. And besides, Santa glorifies B&E.

Opening biscuit canisters. I know it's coming, but it annoys me how opening them scares the crap out of me because of the sudden *pop* from pressure being released.

Granted, but you will get stabbed... a lot. Poisoned knives too at that. I wish I could craft a third option when the other two are too difficult or hindering to decide, and this option would be free of consequence.

You died in the collision with Alg when his car crashed into your go-kart.

Banned because the quote spam is associated with you more than Alg.

The best jokes are always too soon in my opinion. It takes real grace and style to cross the line twice.

Banned because the main use of them is function, not fashion. If I wanted fashion, I'd use pimped out chains to carry the carcass of the one we're revolting against.

My favorite ones to play on Family Game Night. Check that, any night. Mystery Dungeons.

Banned because you forgot the coupons for the buy twenty pitchforks, get twenty torches free.

Got experimented by aliens who lack the concept of leaving people with their dignity intact when preforming tests.

Your fault. A black, windowless van pointed towards the sunset on a hill.

Banned because it's mostly due to the fact I stole all of his valuables (especially the crown) to get money for my hedonistic lifestyle here.

Banned because nobody ever saw you as royalty in the slightest.

You fall into a sewer and break a total of five fingers, four toes, your neighbor's collection of fine China, your bank, and accidentally anger a hoard of rats. Unable to move, you suffocate on the sewer air and drown.

Me snarking. Candle pants.

Granted. You are now forbidden from taking part in this game. I wish I could troll people telepathically a mile away.