Grow a fucking beard, if you've got the balls for it.
You're so easily pleased.I cannot get the battleaxe to draw blood. A small point I know, but it's a niggle.
Dr. M,when you swing, try to get the full neck in crook at the top of the axe.Just chop & chop & chop... it will happen.
I got it on the first try. Must have been luck. Have you noticed how the pupils of his eyes will follow the points of the Taser before you zap him?Sorry, Footie, I couldn't resist! I feel guilty, honest.
Bear in mind, all you gloaters, that there's a story on at the moment in which you will all feature at some point.
Oh, and Barbudo, we haven't spoken for a while, so... Fuck off.
Yeah, got it. It's a bit grim isn't it? A bit final.No more than he deserves.Mizz Sparrow, I send greetings.
it's a treat, it is.i like to alternate shocking him and feeding him stinky cheese.it makes me happy.
Et tu, Sarah?
Greetings back at ya, Doc. Do you roll your "R"s when you say "Greetings," all Scottish-like? That's a sure-fire way to get your hole, here in America.Footie, I said I felt guilty. Really. Honest Catholic guilt. Don't I look properly ashamed and apologetic? I just couldn't help myself. It was.... hypnotic. You know about us Americans and our violence. Once I got started, I just couldn't stop.
Blisterin barnacles! Now you tells me. I've been over there a few times and always try and use my phone voice to avoid confusion when what I shoulda been saying was och aye! The bonny purrrrrple heatherrrrr. A terrrrrible calamity. Whaurrrr's my sporrrrran?
Don't forget "Hoot, mon!" and "Ooot and aboot in the boot," and "Therrrrre's been a murrrrderrrr!" That one's a real leg-opener.
hours and hours of fun. Genius!
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