The card passes tangent to my neck, causing a papercut that opens my jugular. As the blood spills, sending me to certain death, I throw an elephant reproduction of Salvador Dalí's "The temptation of St. Francis*"
* I'm not sure if that is the name of the picture. Oh, you now, the one with all the elephants...
Throws the dancing Cyrax in my sig at next d00d.
Here in Seattle, as in most of the US, tomorrow morning, we go back to Standard Time, so I take my clock, currently running on Daylight Savings (an hour ahead) and throw it at the next poster, while I go out and buy a new clock.
Hell, I feel frugal today.
I make smores with them, and throw the sticky mess at the next person
My dog's been itching so bad, he's pulling fur out here and there, so I fill a Tupperware container with dog hair and throw it at the next poster!
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