TTanT Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I begin passing drinks to the children in my trenchcoat. I drink some, too. The only difference between Hitler and the man next door who comes home and beats his kids every day is circumstance. The intent is the same-- to harm others.[hide=Tifers say the darndest things]I told her there was a secret method to doing it - and there is - but my once nimble and agile fingers were unable to perform because I was under the influence.I would laugh, not hate. I'm a male. :(Since when was Ireland an island...? :wall:I actually have a hobby of licking public toilet seats.[/hide] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jehosaphat Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I take the children out of your trenchcoat and return them to their parents. I then coat your head with a layer of vaseline, does it in gasoline, and attack it with a flamethrower. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seraphi Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I devour myself from the feet up.The remaining void causes the universe to implode. Again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jehosaphat Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 ((Is it just me or do we really hate the universe here?)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dark Lord Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 ((Is it just me or do we really hate the universe here?)) We're nihilists. We don't believe that the universe exists, so quite frankly, we don't care. SWAG Mayn U wanna be like me but U can't be me cuz U ain't got ma swagga on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seraphi Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 Actually, Nihilists believe the universe exists as a random occurance with no real purpose to it. So yeah, we hate the universe. Stupid universe needs to get a freakin' job. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Retech Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 Takes the children back from their parents and gives them to Ttan. Master of your domain? I am Lord of the manor, Queen of the castle, King of the county! Former moderator of the original DungeoneeringFormer moderator of Ye Olde HegemonyModerator of the remake of DungeoneeringFormer Empress of the Lichten Empire (Hegemony)Former President of the United States (Hegemony)Former Emporer of Imperial Japan (Hegemony)Czarina Catherine of Imperial Russia (Hegemony The only difference between a disagreement between friends, an argument between strangers, and a feud between enemies is the ability to reconcile. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Mather1 Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I start eating the roof for no good reason. Twitter: @TheMather1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim_ Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 Some aliens come to tell us to stop causing the universe to implode just as they start to speak. It implodes again for no apparent reason. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jehosaphat Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I throw nunchuks at nobody in particular. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Mather1 Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I spit out a lamp and continue eating the roof. Twitter: @TheMather1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dark Lord Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I spit out a lamp and continue eating the roof. Sniped. (You're dead.) SWAG Mayn U wanna be like me but U can't be me cuz U ain't got ma swagga on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Mather1 Posted December 24, 2009 Share Posted December 24, 2009 I regenerate and eat a bar stool instead. Twitter: @TheMather1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dark Lord Posted December 25, 2009 Share Posted December 25, 2009 You still die. *shoots again* I shoot you with a machine gun until you're a pulp, mop you up, light your pulp on fire, and snort the ashes. Let's see you regenerate from that! SWAG Mayn U wanna be like me but U can't be me cuz U ain't got ma swagga on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim_ Posted December 25, 2009 Share Posted December 25, 2009 I knife sere in the back and scream "BOOM HEAD-SHOT" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seraphi Posted December 25, 2009 Share Posted December 25, 2009 Candlejack appears in the midst of all the fi Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dark Lord Posted December 25, 2009 Share Posted December 25, 2009 Candlejack appears in the midst of all the fi [bleep], please not Candleja*k!!! Oh God, he's bac- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJYcNtqi4ec SWAG Mayn U wanna be like me but U can't be me cuz U ain't got ma swagga on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Mather1 Posted December 25, 2009 Share Posted December 25, 2009 An explotion occurs as my ash-pulp touch Serephurus' blood and I stride out of the folowing smoke. I start eating a bottle. Twitter: @TheMather1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jehosaphat Posted December 25, 2009 Share Posted December 25, 2009 I grab the bottle and swallow it in one gulp. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Mather1 Posted December 25, 2009 Share Posted December 25, 2009 I reach down, into Pieis stomache, pull out the bottle and continue eating it. Twitter: @TheMather1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TTanT Posted December 26, 2009 Share Posted December 26, 2009 The kiddies in my trenchcoat were my children. I gave birth to them. I am confused by people moving children from compartment to compartment of my trenchcoat. I become enraged. I attack Pie and Mather, dual wielding two toddlers. The only difference between Hitler and the man next door who comes home and beats his kids every day is circumstance. The intent is the same-- to harm others.[hide=Tifers say the darndest things]I told her there was a secret method to doing it - and there is - but my once nimble and agile fingers were unable to perform because I was under the influence.I would laugh, not hate. I'm a male. :(Since when was Ireland an island...? :wall:I actually have a hobby of licking public toilet seats.[/hide] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dark Lord Posted December 26, 2009 Share Posted December 26, 2009 The kiddies in my trenchcoat were my children. I gave birth to them. I am confused by people moving children from compartment to compartment of my trenchcoat. I become enraged. I attack Pie and Mather, dual wielding two toddlers. Why were they in your trench coat in the first place? Sounds awfully suspicious. . . SWAG Mayn U wanna be like me but U can't be me cuz U ain't got ma swagga on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seraphi Posted December 26, 2009 Share Posted December 26, 2009 I concur Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Mather1 Posted December 26, 2009 Share Posted December 26, 2009 I jump over the kids onto TTnT's head and start eating his hair. Twitter: @TheMather1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TTanT Posted December 26, 2009 Share Posted December 26, 2009 The kiddies in my trenchcoat were my children. I gave birth to them. I am confused by people moving children from compartment to compartment of my trenchcoat. I become enraged. I attack Pie and Mather, dual wielding two toddlers. Why were they in your trench coat in the first place? Sounds awfully suspicious. . . Well, how else is a caring parent to transport his/her children? The corpses are because I occasionally forget to feed them. For a few months. My hair bites back, Mather. Then a seven year old gnaws on your arm. The only difference between Hitler and the man next door who comes home and beats his kids every day is circumstance. The intent is the same-- to harm others.[hide=Tifers say the darndest things]I told her there was a secret method to doing it - and there is - but my once nimble and agile fingers were unable to perform because I was under the influence.I would laugh, not hate. I'm a male. :(Since when was Ireland an island...? :wall:I actually have a hobby of licking public toilet seats.[/hide] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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