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 Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:11 pm
"Ah learn from the best," Chef replied, swishing his tail. " 'sept ah meant to put it in th'joes yesterday... At least that camper with the shark made up fer it." He shrugged.
He offered the solution to Chris, then toyed with one of the bottles. "Ah wonder if ah could fire this stuff from mah squirtgun into the cabin from a safe distance," he mused, "Ah'd stay outta the cabin AND get the smell to go away, nevermind that their stuff'll be, heh, soaked for awhile."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:20 pm
 "The best, hrm?"
Chris grinned, swishing his tail. Whoever could -that- possibly be.
The host took the solution offered to him.
"Dunno dude...might be fun to watch though, hehehehe. Hope no one's in the way when you do it. Probably end up plastered against a wall..."
Blink. Blink.
"On second thought hitting one of them could be pretty funny."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:24 pm
Flattery gets you anywhere, so what'd Chef have to lose by giving it? His check was in the mail right? Right? D8
Chef smirked. "When should ah do it? Now? Middle of the night? When no one else's there so it looks like another prankster did it or...?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:43 pm
Riiiiight. In the mail. Mmmhmm.. As...soon as Chris found it.
"Middle of the night would be -awesome- dude. Wouldn't suspect a thing, ha ha!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 8:25 pm
Chef cackled, rubbing his paws together. His cackle wasn't a very pleasant one, and those that survived it often compared to to the wail of a banshee: whoever heard it soon ended up with misery and, well... They tended to be unable to hear afterwards for a couple days.
Chris was immune due to his awesomeness, and the size of his ego made it impossible for Chef to honestly do anything to faze him.
"Middle of the night, hockey mask, an' cameras to get it all... heh heh, this is going to be great."
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:22 pm
Chris hardly batted an eye at the other's cackling laugh. Honestly? He was used to it. He'd been hearing it a while. And hey, it wasn't directed at him so why be bothered by it?
"Hehehe, can I come dude?"
Chris' tail wagged like a pup on Christmas day.
"It's just so much better in -person- ...though we'll make sure to record it too hehehe!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:31 pm
Chef's chuckle died as an even bigger grin appeared at the host's request. "Why not? In fact... what if we added dye to this stuff too? Heh heh. Could make it orange or blue and pin it on another team..." He trailed off, his head tilting to one side in thought. "Or, man, we could... ah dunno, maybe see if we can febreeze the place down afterwards? Hope none of them are, heh heh, allergic to it or nothin'."
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:48 pm
"...Dye would be aweeesome."
Chris could barely contain the glee. Going to shoot campers with dye would be -friggin awesome- and would be a great way to get back into his normal swing of things. Ha!
"..Don't think anyone listed that as an allergy. If they are allergic to it...too bad!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:58 pm
"Ah think ah still have some packets of kool-aid, man," Chef volunteered, wandering over to his cabinets and digging around, going from shelf to shelf until -- bingo! With a grin he pulled out a couple packets of blueberry, grape, cherry, and orange flavored sugar with the happier-than-prozac-can-give-you trademark smile.
"...Ah don't see any febreeze in here, man. Don't chu got some back at yer RV or some sort of obnoxious fresh-air spray that yew trademarked a little while back?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 11:50 pm
Koolaid. Check. Annoying scent? Hrm....
"I'm sure we've got something back at the production camp dude. Any particular smell you want to inflict on them? Heh heh heh..."
Chris probably had a variety of obnoxious smells stashed away. Never knew when they'd come in handy afterall!
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 12:00 am
"Aside from mah... collection in the dumpsters, ah'm fresh out of scents," Chef replied. In one way, he was a bit... well, afraid of what the host would come up with. Considering the connections he made with advertising companies and the like, well... It seemed to him that Chris could come up with anything, or mix several things together to create something that'd be worse than skunk.
Like lavender and rose petals. Ugh.
"Hmph, ah think we should go and see what we've got before we make plans."
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:53 am
Heh heh heh. Beating skunk-stench with a flurry of nice smelling things gone -wrong- would definitely be up Chris' alley...
"Well let's go dude!"
Clutching the solution to fix his own smell problem, Chris turned and led the way back to the production camp to PLOT CAMPER DOOM!
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