Let's role-play!

[loinburger]

I'm Zim-Zam O'Pootertoot, a level 24 Rocketman with +10 Fisting.


*Zim-Zam walks into the Apolyton coffeeshop*

"I'm looking for Colonel OshKosh! He shall pay for what he did to my trouser love machine!"

*Zim-Zam weeps uncontrollably*

"Damn you, Colonel OshKosh! Damn you to hell!"

[Ben Kenobi]

Shall I direct you to the coffeeshop, mighty zam zam rocketman?

[Zero]

henceuntothereforth,

Loin is bugging out again.

[loinburger]

What character are you playing? I need a sidekick on this quest. Or, you could be a mini-boss, or perhaps a busty maiden (who will doubtless be a casualty of war ).

[Ben Kenobi]

Loinburger:

I'm going to be leaving for the next few days, so I give permission for you to use me as a busty maiden.

[Tuberski]

Originally posted by loinburger
What character are you playing? I need a sidekick on this quest. Or, you could be a mini-boss, or perhaps a busty maiden (who will doubtless be a casualty of war ).

I'll be the sidekick, Paddy McStinkyfinger.

ACK!

[loinburger]

Wutang!


*Zim-Zam marvels at the random maiden's busty bust*

*An ill feeling overcomes Zim-Zam...*

"Hey, you've got an awfully, erm, masculine jaw, Busty Maiden..."

[Dinner]

Loiny sure has a thing about fisting.

[Tuberski]

Originally posted by Oerdin
Loiny sure has a thing about fisting.

Funniest pr0n there is!

ACK!

[loinburger]

*Zim-Zam eyes Oerdin the Not-So-Busty Maiden with a suspicious eye*

"Hey Paddy, let's burn us a witch, eh what? I'll bet she's in league with Colonel OshKosh, and that Man-Maiden! Damn them both!"

*Zim-Zam lets one rip*

"Whoo, don't nobody light a match in here! Yeck!"

[Tuberski]

*Paddy , of course, is lighting a cigar.*

WHAT?

ACK!

[History Guy]

*Duke Hercules Ironfist marches into the coffee-shop*

- Snively! What goes on?

*Snively, the sickening little lackey with no brains at all, responds in a croak*

Well, I don't know, Your Grace. It looks like something that makes very little sense to me, least ways.

- Why, Snively, nothing makes since to you, you have absolutely no brains at all.

Gee, I forgot.

(to Zam Zam Rocketman, poking him in the nostril with a gigantic pistol)

- What the heck are you up to?

[loinburger]

*the coffeeshop is engulfed by a raging inferno, thanks to the combination of Zim-Zam's flatulance and Paddy's nicotine addiction*

"I'll save us, Paddy! We'll let this androgoneous creatures roast in their own grease!"

*Zim-Zam takes off in his rocket-pack, and uses his telekinetic powers, which I forgot to mention before, to levitate Paddy behind him*

"You just better hope that those beans have finally made their way through me, Paddy..."

[Skanky Burns]

I am Farnsworth Von FishyLiche.

"Verily, the busty maidens here doth repel me!"
*Farnsworth salivates*

"Hmmm, I Verily smell some meat roasting."

[History Guy]

Now, this is very uncivil. This raging inferno must be put out at once. Burning alive in convulsive agony is not something I will tolerate.