CommanderQ Posted May 11, 2009 Posted May 11, 2009 [Dang you, GTA, dang you:D] No, the cat enjoys it. Quit trying to have kids with that tree!!!
Alkonium Posted May 11, 2009 Posted May 11, 2009 To be fair, it's just for pleasure. Make out with a Dalek.
Darth Avlectus Posted May 11, 2009 Posted May 11, 2009 (You did what with a tree? ) Nah, I'd rather kidnap megaman's sister and make out with her instead. Get me a Zagnut candybar. Now.
Totenkopf Posted May 11, 2009 Posted May 11, 2009 Sorry, your monkey ate all of them. Accounts for the gold in his "monkey juice". Quit trying to molest the help.
Darth Avlectus Posted May 11, 2009 Posted May 11, 2009 You try keeping your hands off of this:, Easier said than done when she isn't in the mood to bite back. Get your disgusting corpse you left of a serial killer with a hockey mask off my property or I'll have to call some burnt guy with this claw thing and striped sweatshirt to off you.
Serpentine Cougar Posted May 17, 2009 Posted May 17, 2009 But it wasn't me! It was...that other guy...that one, over there... Make something someone actually buys!
Darth Avlectus Posted May 18, 2009 Posted May 18, 2009 Nah I'd rather just continue making snarky comments and odiferous offensive odors. Go dress up in pink boxing gear with a friend and have a knock-down-drag-out bout in wal-mart.
CommanderQ Posted May 18, 2009 Posted May 18, 2009 No, I'd rather get my Samurai sword, dress up in a too-too, and waltz through the land, cutting off daisies. And I wouldn't do that either. Throw a bar of soap at the President, and then charge across the Lawn with a broomstick raised like a sword.
Darth Avlectus Posted May 18, 2009 Posted May 18, 2009 I'd rather do what Violent J sang about in a song: Run around the whitehouse lawn, naked and screaming and busting shots at it. Go unclog your toilet, I'm getting tired of see it back up into your house and pour out everywhere, and start running and outside. Right now.
CommanderQ Posted May 18, 2009 Posted May 18, 2009 No, I enjoy the fresh smell of crud in the morning. Stop hitting those Girl Scouts with clubs whenever they come to your house to egg you!! They may sue you!!
Totenkopf Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 Not if I beat them to death, first. Give all your money to charity.
CommanderQ Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 No. They have enough, they should give to me:D Clean up your room! Now!! There are snakes and bugs crawling from the corners of the messes of messes!!!
Darth Avlectus Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 NO! I live for the jungle, dammit! Somebody tell Vern and Earnest to stop lobbing explosive toilets into the yard of that crazy "I'll buy that for a dollar" guy.
Totenkopf Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 Nah, that Vern guy never lets you get a word in edgewise.....know what I mean?!? Tell Beavis and Butthead to stop stalking Paul Shaeffer.
Darth Avlectus Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 No way, dill weed. Beavis needs some new shades for Butt-head's new late night show. Lemme have another bottle of Jim Beam, lesh have a drink.
Totenkopf Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 All out and dat b@stard wont share any of his either. Go find Rex in Amsterdam.
CommanderQ Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 Nah, I'm too busy sampling the food with Dex in Moscow. Go chug a thirty-gallon bottle of vodka. Or else.
Darth Avlectus Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 Or else what are you gonna <hickup> do? Call the IRS? <hickup>. I did that already <hickup>. You do it... I'm gonna go and bury my face in my cat. <hickup> Go and dump a hot vat of nacho cheese on your head for halloween, and get a pal to waer 'special monkey sheets' as a ghost.
Alkonium Posted May 24, 2009 Posted May 24, 2009 I could burn my face off doing that. Chug a few litres of espresso.
CommanderQ Posted May 24, 2009 Posted May 24, 2009 Nah, I'm high on beer at the moment. Go drink 5 liters of Vodka and tell me how you feel:D
Darth Avlectus Posted May 25, 2009 Posted May 25, 2009 Nah, I'd rather down some awesome energy drink from my pal's shop instead. Shoving potatoes into a muffler and hiding nearby.
CommanderQ Posted May 25, 2009 Posted May 25, 2009 I'd rather not. I've made enough bombs as it is:D Go drive a car into a Clown's House of Mental Illness.
Darth Avlectus Posted May 25, 2009 Posted May 25, 2009 I did that already. Douse some clothes in gasoline and throw them into the dryer (turn on) at the home of your arch nemisis.
Totenkopf Posted May 26, 2009 Posted May 26, 2009 Nah, the heating element of his dryer is burned out. Go shag your sheep, shephard.
Darth Avlectus Posted May 27, 2009 Posted May 27, 2009 Arrgh, already did matey, and horsey be gettin' stitched up. I think I'll shag your mom who looks like this instead. Ahh, what a fine woman she be, lad. Go get me some snickers...right now, dammit.
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