TO: MISTER LYNK FROMAGE

[Ray Jones]

*hands you a silver plate with a duct tape tied up mister weasel on it*

 

here's your rat, good sir, he left the door open just so you know

 

 

 

*pokes you hard*

 

take more care next time or else you'll face this

 

*shoves you into a room with five klingon slave girls who haven't been with a real man like you in aaaages*

 

 

*slams door and runs*

 

 

 

 

 

oh, and, heavy breastday

[Mav]

oh, and, heavy breastday

I concur.

[Kuuki]

Oh dear.

 

Klingon Slave girls.

 

I hear they like the 'hard' stuff

[Darth InSidious]

HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY

 

Yrs,

Wol

[Taos]

Klingon Slave girls.

 

I just love the way that sounds.