Who gets the last word in?

[Pancakes]

froflrofaorlf

 

[Spike]

No! You've been a bad boy!

OK


But if I've been such a BAD BOY, I deserve to be PUNISHED!!!

Looks like you'll have to PUNISH ME NOW, Stoner Sioux!!

@ Lhorian: Well with a name like that, you weren't exactly expecting to get very far now, where you? :Smug:

Plus sounds more like a Whiner-Boy Than a Bad-Boy to me!

j/k

 

[Ethereal Sage]

@Pike: save all of us the trouble and slap yourself

 

[Rusty]

Oh, it's no trouble. *slaps Spike*

 

[Lhorian]

Ok Lhorian, your a bad boy too

Well, thank you...

@ Lhorian: Well with a name like that, you weren't exactly expecting to get very far now, where you? :Smug:

Plus sounds more like a Whiner-Boy Than a Bad-Boy to me!

j/k

Well, I normally know when I'm beaten and the moment I signed up I knew I would never be as good or bad a boy as some of you.
So I picked a name according to my level of imagination and creation.

And indeed it is more whiny than shiny, but everybody has do behave that way once in a while. And being drunk is a pretty good excuse to do just that.

Cheers to the bad boys...

 

[~Zeanra~]

Oh, it's no trouble. *slaps Spike*

*slaps Spike too*

 

[Ethereal Sage]

This looks like fun...*smacks Pike around the head with a rubber thong (the ones you wear on your feet, you gutter-minded people ), then smacks Zeanra*

 

[~Zeanra~]

I don't wear thongs in my feet


*smacks Sagey back, and slaps Spike again*

 

[Ethereal Sage]

@Z: The rubber thongs that you northerners might call sandals or clogs

*smacks and tickles Z into a fit, the pauses for 2 secs to give Pike a good hay-maker*

 

[~Zeanra~]

We don't wear those kinda things cause it's too cold for them, southernhernnern, and you get snow between your toes, not nice :Smug: And what do you call thongs then? Helmets?


Hey, I thought this was a smackin'n'slappin thingie, no tickling!

 

[Ethereal Sage]

Snow between the toes would be refreshing, one would think

Here, the word 'thong' can mean the comfy bit of footwear, and also the rather minimalistic and enticing bit of underwear/swimwear...

Try and stop me tickling

 

[Rusty]

The lady said no tickling.


*cuts Sagey's arms off*

 

[nØthing]

Yay!

*Slaps himself*

 

[Ethereal Sage]

@Rusty: "I can still beat you! C'mon, what are ya..,chicken?" *uses leg in one swift movement to kick both of Rusty's legs off*

*Tickles Z into a fit on the ground using big toe in a scrunching sort of movement*

*Goes over to n0thing...stands there and watches as n0thing continues to slap himself*

 

[xenophobe]

*grabs a pen and some paper*

*watches intently*

*thinks to self "there's a book in all of this crap somewhere"*

 

[Rusty]

THE LADY SAID NO TICKLING.

*imprisons Mr Sage*

 

[Ethereal Sage]

*sits in corner, focusses mind to a high enough state of being that tickleness is projected onto Z's mind....proceeds to bake cake and eat it*

 

[nØthing]

What kind of cake?
CHEESEcake???

 

[The Grand Wazoo]

CAKE??

Wheeeeeeeeere?

 

[Suicide]

Chocolate cheesecake rock ... only surpassed by Oreo cheesecake!