:o you ate the stew, bad girl!

Spank me?  :-*

You know I once had a dream about migratory watermelon halves inching their way across deserts, meadows, and snowy mountainstops, intent on their goal of achieving what Hannibal couldn't: CONQUERING THE ROMAN EMPIRE!!

 

Oh, grats on the kids, btw. *takes a slice from reyler's plate* They're succulent and delicious.

i dont like watermellon *searches out the penguin babies she lost last time she was at dm,*

i though they used to be down your pants, you must have changed since then

You left your children in the pocket of your other pants? How careless.

..more careless than a spork washed in fabric sofener?

I feel now is an apropos time to reiterate this beautfiul story by my good friend and/or riding mower Chaney.

that was ..um different..i though melons ate people not tother way round ..what a strange world view your ..aquataince has

Hash does that to a mind.

im scared

SQUIRTY CHEESE SPAM *sprays*

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

*pokes*

*bombards you both with Funyuns*

*buries revel in an indian burial ground with a vat of milk and builds a house ontop and sells it to unsuspecting passers by in time square where they all go to live in a comune*

*swings in on a vine of egg yolk*

*molatov cocktails the egg yolk and growded it to a dragon*

dang, reddy, what do you call it?

...who the hel is this ready?

reddy is you, reddy.  loki redfern.  reddy.  meh

i dont get it ???

That's a surprise.  Then again, maybe not...  >.>

oh ok. so um , shall we?, fight to the death and all?

I dunno.  I'm not really prepared.  Maybe in the Mud Wrestling thread, but here...I just don't have the right clothes on.