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 Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 5:33 am
*walks in*
...hmm...as usual, no ones here. *shrugs shoulders* oh well...guess that means I'm just making breakfast for #1.
*goes into the kitchen and raids Remy's fridge*
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 7:42 am
Father B.D. Robo Crush le gasp! Logaine was using BALEFIRE?!? But it is forbidden! gonk ....wait, you live despite balefire?!?! eek *backs away from Uncle Sam*
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 9:56 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 9:59 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:02 am
Tis MY man-wench now!
*spears with sword*
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:04 am
*is unsure whether or not to volunteer for man-wench duties* ninja redface
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:04 am
Yarr, and that be the last of the tinned grub. Now we be onto the treacherous seas of fresh ingredients.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:06 am
*Slams his head sharply into the table in front of him...*
I hate waiting... crying
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:07 am
gonk But tinned food is scurvy-licious! Father Blood Drench Robo Crush was going to laugh at the pitiful fleshy ones as all your teeth fell out. *robo-pout* emo
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:10 am
Dr Henry Pym *Slams his head sharply into the table in front of him...* I hate waiting... crying There, therarrrrrr... ketchup be a wily wench, but eventually she'll give ye what ye want.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:12 am
Father B.D. Robo Crush gonk But tinned food is scurvy-licious! Father Blood Drench Robo Crush was going to laugh at the pitiful fleshy ones as all your teeth fell out. *robo-pout* emo Ye look like a mighty tin can yerself. I oughta cut ye open and feast on the tasty vittles inside! domokun
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:14 am
Soorry fleshy, no tasty vittles. Just gears, oil, and many useful devices.
Most of them for crushing fleshy ones. domokun
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:24 am
Yarr, that don't sound delicious at all.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:28 am
Father Blood Drench Robo Crush is selectively delicious. Marvel at the wonders I can make with these cursed fresh ingredients!
*blender pops out of his chest, into which he throws a ton of strawberries and some ice* -whirrrrrrrrraaarrrrrrr-
*chucks the mixture into a large tankard and fills the rest of it with rum and vodka*
Observe the daquiri goodness! pirate
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:30 am
Did someone say "daiquri"? ninja
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