*holds the cheese close to her and smiles gleefully*

*incites a prison riot as I and my hundreds of prison buddies storm you and take the cheese back*

*suddenly there's a whoosh of air and the cheese flies from my hand. everyone runs after it*

*the prisoners run after the "cheese" but I remain, eying you suspiciously, betting that was one of your many decoys*

*ME and the prisoners run and I claim the cheese.... forgetting all about Psycho standing by himself looking around suspiciously. I make the prisoners into my minions to protect the cheese. all the prisoners wear clip on kitty ears and pin on tails *

 

 

 

Yes I'm a sick sick sick person.

*taunts the prisoners, enraging them, causing them to chase me. I lose the prisoners and return to you, without your prisoner army to protect you, and steal the cheese*

*I whip my prisoners into submission for [bleep]ing up and they come after you, enraged, for the cheese. they manage to collect the cheese and bring it back safely*

*fortunately I exchanged my money at a bank for the internationally recognized prison-system currency: cigarettes*

*Hires cheap anti-drug cartoon character to snatch cigarettes away and bore you to sleep with a lecture on the dangers of smoking. While you sleep, I offer prisoners redemption from their crimes by bribing the president provided that they steal the cheese from Silver. The prisoners steal the cheese, give it to me, and I fly off to an obscure island no one's ever heard of*

Unfortunately, as soon as you left the president forgot his promise. The prisoners, led by me, defeat and conquer your island... and I take the cheese.

Sadly the president never forgets... to take a vacation. That secret island is the presidents island resort, and he shows up with the US Army to take it back, costing the taxpayers billions of dollars per minute, but its ok! It was worth it. To punish you for messing up his island, he opens up a can of "extraordinary rendition" on both of you. You drop the cheese as you are dragged away to a country where torture is legal.

I escape from that horrible country..... and... kill the president to take the cheese.

*masses of people flock to you and cheer for you, and you drop the cheese in the ensuing chaos*

only to pick it up again. :shame:

Only to drop it again :lol:

*picks up the cheese. uses superglue to attach it to her hand.* #-o

*holds up a hack saw* still not a problem!

EEEK!!!! *runs away*

*laughs maniacally as you run away... right into a pit trap I built ages ago, on a whim*

*I scream as I fall into the pit full of plushies* wait.... PLUSHIES????

*laughs manically as those plushies are from China, with lead paint for eyes!*

*is immune to lead paint, having eaten lead pencils when she was younger*

 

 

 

hahaha

 

 

 

*throws a plushie at Psycho;s head*

You only think that you're immune to lead, but all those pencils you ate were actually graphite pencils! You've got no immunity to lead at all! While you're sick, I steal the cheese and scurry away

do you realise that we accidently merged the "pass the cheese" game with the "hit, slap, glomp, tackle.." game?

 

 

 

*while you are mulling over that, i steal the cheese from your defenceless paws.*

 

 

 

and please don't do it again.. it's disconcerting for me to type the same thing over. yes... i did type everything over!

*laughs manically as you fall for my ruthless scheme*