I has lots of glue, I can spare some

gravity is my glue. not that I approve of dancing for any species.

Oh well in that case *confiscates your limbs and several internal organs and maybe one of the external ones*

Ooohhhh... Good luck picking safe ones....

Booby-trapped your gallbladder, did you?

I think the heart and lungs may be deadlier. And I'd stay right away from the liver, Chianti or no.

The smoke just adds flavor!

I probably should have just stuck to that instead of pickling.

But that's how you make corned beef! 

Good point.... I'd make a fine boiled dinner. Best get the cauldron heating.

But I'm all out of salamander 

mabe Grampa G has some camp stove cauldron ideas from his post apocalyptic vision?

What about his hearing, is that post-apocalyptic also? I know he killed off his sense of smell years ago.

It's probably better to go into the apocalypse with as few senses as possible.

*runs the can opener on nothing*

*delivers the 4 year survivalist

kit from SAMs club*

It's so nice to see people enjoying themselves for free!

 

I'm not trying to sell books...I just wanted the faithful forty who used to read my daily RP posts to know the book exists...I had to post the entire site because I don't know who they are.

 

* cuts the cheese for old time sake *

 

Smells like fully processed homemade chili! ( that was supper last night )

 

Grin

they don't know it exits if you don't explain it in the posts. you're gonna make me track every post and leave the link, aren't you?

If you do it for him, he won't learn. Granted that he probably won't anyway, but you shouldn't have to make up the deficit of effort.

he won't learn anyway. and if he drops dead of lack of sustenance it will smell

worse than the chili digestion :/.

 

eh, we'll see if I get bored enough.

Ah, boredom; the only true motivator.

I learned that from my cat.

Also, how to claim things as yours by peeing on them.

I learned that from my dogs. the cats mark you with their kisses and claws.

Either way, water sports.