I maul your horse, which is lucky.

That wasn't a horse, it was my clothesline. :/

That's called animal cruelty!

Yes. You ate my laundry. How could you?

I had the rumblies. That only clothes can satisfy.

And you've left me mostly naked. Alas. I feel I shall swoon.

Or get hypothermia?

Or epoxitis (a case of the glues)

I am in serious danger of losing some of my digits at this moment. They won't warm up no matter what I do!

Sufferers of chronic botulism never seem to win any friends.

*has her entire leg amputated*

Don't sweat it, you still have seven legs.

Don't even compare me to anything 8-legged....just don't....

Apologies without contingencies. You have five legs left.

Better, although I hate insects as much as I hate arachnids. Just without the fear. I've been known to spend an hour or so chasing a mosquito around whatever room I'm in at the time just to kill it.

I have a serious problem with air-borne fungus.

It's a little harder to chase that around

Sometimes I think it's the other way around. The fungus among us. >_<

Oh god that makes me want to burn down Nintendo of America all over again.

Well fungus does like stale air

Foonguss has evolved into Amoonguss!

 

...

 

*sends in the clowns*

 

*the ones with machetes*

I think maybe my honeymoon is over =(

As in most cases, I blame Barm.

He stole my wife!

Let's go to his house and stab him in front of his parents.