You know she might burst out of your stomach like a chest burster

That's okay, I'm used to things like that.  I've watched Alien enough.  I'm ready!

 

*holds a shotgun ready*

Missing something there, the chest burster kills the host when it comes out and since you just ate jelly you'd be the host

But that's not what will happen.  It will be more like Alien, duh!

Thus the chest burst die thing, it kills the host in all the alien movies

Yeah?  Well, it won't this time, cause I got a shotgun!

Filled with blanks

Filled with acid!!!

Alien blood is acid, I think they are immune

It's a different type of acid!  It kills Aliens!  STOP ARGUING!!!

If it was acid that strong it'd likely melt the gun as alien blood melts the marines weapons in aliens.

Do I have to paint you a picture?

 

Nice pic though nothing to do with xenomorphs

It has to do with everything.

It has little to do with anything other than the methods undertaken by caribou to mate with Campbell's soup cans.

Even that, but don't tell reyler.

Don't worry, buddy, your secret's safe with me

Thanks, fwiend.

Og god, it's already affecting your speech!

I'm not your fwiend, buddy!

 

I'm not your buddy, guy!

 

He's not your guy, fwiend!

 

I'm not your fwiend, buddy!

 

We're not your buddy's, guy!

 

I'm not your guy, fwiend...!

I think it was the thought of caribou making love to a can that did it... But I'm no doctor!

 

Doctor Reyler what is your diagnosis?

*looses a herd of caribou in an Andy Warhol exhibit*

 

Can we get this thread to 500 pages by this time next week?

If we set our minds to it then why not.

By before next week, to be sure.

 

And that "guy, buddy, and fwiend" thing is from South Park.  Meh.

Ever seen Gary Larson's cartoon strip the far side, it's got one on the unfortunatness of being called buddy and he's in his car and the other traffic are yelling at him, saying 'Get off the road buddy'