NewAgeKnight

We should follow the plotholes.

I'll have one to drink please. After Rita and Ike and the one that blew in in less than 24 hours I'm good.

You might be wrong in that assessment.

I wonder if she would yell "Wife Smash" while weilding it in the waylaying of the spouse.

It may be more fun though.

Masterminds:

Robocatgirlninjafairysharks


Tanks/Brutes/Scrapper:

Jello Armor
Carp Melee


Blasters:

Soup Blast

Cheese Blast


Stalker:

Mime Defense
Cameltoe Kungfu

Stop! Don't tickle me while I am giving a tattoo. Remember the midget tattoo?

I am enjoying a refreshing Coca~Cola.

Jolly good rogering there Ullikummis ,Earl of Cookie.Though I must admit I did happen upon this fine thread one previous time. Though I was a tad on the rougher side of the verbosity needed to be accepted or dare I say embraced in a purely metaphysical way.I encourage all to dine at this succulent buffet of the most idle of idle banterings. Perchance someone might be prompted to augment their own cornucopia of conversational ammunition. I should like no more than to continue this linear connection of points of discussion ,alas I feel as though some may deem that my tangentially active mind possibly has initiated a meandering process and may no longer yield valued fruits for those forthcoming forum-goers.

Perhaps you should avail yourself to conjuring images of perky young nubile and buxom women, in your endeavour to offset such shoddy imagination rendering. I would suggest having those same birds frolicking about teasing at one another's hair and garments made of silks and sheer scraps of fabrics masquerading as apparel. Let your imaginations run rampant with the whispers of lascivious and wanton promises.While maintaining one's proper dignity ofcourse.

Is anyone missing a toe?

Nobody said headcat didn't get his fair share of tail.

Grapes are angry.

Huh, I've never seen this much blood loss from a tattoo before.

Did anyone see a very large man walking around with a half a horse tattooed on his upper inner thigh?

I decided to post an astoundingly pleasant and grandiose verbal diatribe in the new verbose game thread.

People remind you of toons you have met ingame.

Me am tawkun duh goudast. Use awl lak tue here eye mayuk chitta-chatta. Sodas wii jussit hair atawkun er wheelie us am gonna doozey sumptin? Am much mostest greater at reddin deeze rewls din dem udder pee-pulls.

I told him not to experiment with those free flowing electrons and those cadavers.

Your name is Old McDonald.

What's the deal with all these questions and no answers forthcoming?

Is it in an insane effort to fool the bad guys?

Who pounded out my crater sized world dent?

Why does my screen taste like pickles?

Who put all these "W"s in my M&Ms?