Arugh to the S (Fresh Randomly sillyness)

[Blackcat Moebius]

*drops Solara from the crow's nest*

[Solara Hanover]

Not THAT kind of fall!!! Knew I needed to wear a helmet around here!

*throws a snowball at the next poster*

[Steave]

ooo! pick me!

... by the time it reaches me it will be water and quite refreshing in this Australian heat.

[Solara Hanover]

As you wish.

*points extra large orbital snowball cannon at Steave*

FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!!!

[SaveTheGreyhounds]

Ooh. Barbecue pit.

[Steave]

Wstufrgl!

huh?

that hurt.

can I have a beer?

*passes out*

[antichris]

You can. Get me one while you're at the fridge.

[Shreddies2]

It was about that point that realized the Month of Obfuscating Fuzziness had reached it's end many metric hours ago, and I myself was now lying in a wheelbarrow made of only the finest dried marshmallows. Where, I could not say - it was night time, and the air smelled like somebody had left a power drill on for 3 hours straight while burping. I more or less tumbled from the wheelbarrow onto the the damp, bare ground. I couldn't help but notice the dirt felt and smelt like dirt should, yet was transparent all the way down to the bedrock. Worms and small stones seemed were suspended below me. Unfortunately, the combination of confusion and wonderment I had been feeling was not last. Nestled deep below, atop the bedrock beneath centuries worth of untouched see-through topsoil, was possibly the stupidest thing one could attach to their key ring. This could only mean one thing, and I spoke the thought aloud to nobody in particular as I came to my feet. "Somebody with either very poor taste or an overdeveloped sense of irony has access to time travel."

[GeminiGod]

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WHY SO SERIOUS?

[SaveTheGreyhounds]

Wow. Thread necromancy on an RS thread that wasn't even started by a mod.

You guys have balls.

[is referring to the sports equipment closet]

[Blackcat Moebius]

Wow. Thread necromancy on an RS thread that wasn't even started by a mod.

You guys have balls.

[is referring to the sports equipment closet]

Yes, we do. Have some.

*pelts STG with Nerf Ping-Pong balls, whistles AC/DC tunes*

[micah]

Laying down suppressing fire, sir!

[gregnier]

i can't wait for the nerf-howitzer

[micah]

I'm holding out for the Nerf version of Riff's stake gun. Pain in the butt to load, but it only takes one shot to clear a room full of vampires... I mean 8-year-olds. Yeah, that's what I meant...

[waffle]

I hear Nerf and XKCD have teamed up to put out a Nerf velociraptor for Christmas. It's nice, cuddly and squeezable, but if you use a goto, it eats you.