It makes you a biological impossibiggility, and so I shall have to refuse to believe in you.

Does this make a figment of your imagination? If so, I must retaliate for last week...

You could be a figment of meesh's imagination, except that she doesn't have one.

Well that's a bit of a drag, isn't it?

Drag?

 

Another picture of my mother... How do you all find pictures of her? Did she make herself a website again?

You know, I don't think you were beaten and locked in the closet enough as a child.

This thread has just been spammed graced with a visit by the soon to be older First Fool of Fiddlesticks (don't forget my birthday).

That's "disgraced", Gwampus *pelts him with leeks*

How could I forget your birthday when I never knew it to begin with

*forgets it on purpose*

I thought gwampys didn't age.

 

On account of I don't let them live to see their next birthdays.

So they become ageless

No, badloss, no. I kill them. They die. They cease to be. They become ex-Gwampies.

I wish I had an ex-Gwampie... but first I need to get myself a Gwampie... Where does one find Gwampies?

I have Gwampaphobia.

Do you want to be my Gwamp?

I think the kid's got being your grump covered.

Oh how nice. I have always wanted a grump... so friendly... so nice...

So intent on burrowing into your armpit?

My armpit is rather lonely... people generally avoid it because of the smell...

You shouldn't store your winter crop in there then

Why not? It's good security. No one ever takes my crops.

That's because there's not much demand for man-eating pineapples. They'd be fine in the pantry.