The person above me is now responsibiggle for his own Noodle Incident.

The person above me has multiple avatars (or did someone already post this one?).

We sometimes repeat ourselves here, person above me, but so what?

We sometimes repeat ourselves here, person above me, but so what?

The person above me only has thoughts via osmosis. When he is by his lonesome he sits staring blankly at the wall.

And thinks wally things, eh person above?

He only has thoughts of you, person above me. Live in fear.

Is mostly living in an armed fortress, person above.

The person above me is dressed for flamenco dancing. Just, you know, as his everyday clothing.

The person above me is an equation. *solves* *the answer is noodles*

 

I have a sock monkey named Mr. Noodles... my friend is holding him at gun point until I accept his thanks for something my parents gave him.

The person above me loses the thread.

The person above me brought it back.

The person above me didn't lose that time. Gotta watch that!

The person above me should get a watch.

The person above me is SBoydW, how's that for an LSD flashback?

Wow the person above me has got a huge post count...on another note, I LOVE THIS KIND OF GAME!!!

And through the power of spam, the person above me could, too.

 

Pray to spam! Praise spam! You must become spam's strength!

Thou art so wise, person above me! I shall make it my goal to spam more, talk less!

 

*dutifully chants* Spam guide us. Spam teach us. Spam protect us. In Spam's light we thrive. In Spam's mercy we are sheltered. In Spam's wisdom we are humbled. We live only to spam. Our lives are spam.

Nevare would be proud of the person above's devotions, were he not in some drug-induced haze in Beirut or somewhere and consequently unaware of them.

The person (and people) above have converted me to the ways of SPAM!!

*gleeful cackle*

The person above me is made of wood *shall whittle*

*now resembling a toadstool*

The person above me is more cake than human.

That just means the person above can EAT ME

 

Hmm, well I was gonna wait until the person above stumbled into my cleverly constucted icing-and-sprinkes trap, but that t-shirt has just made me too impatient...

 

*eats reyler*

 

*hiccups*

DEATH FROM WITHIN, GAIJIN *gives the person above lethal food poisoning*