10,000 POSTS! TWO in One Day.

[theprawncracker]

First of all, I'm not your mother. I'm... I'm uh... well, I'm Grover, here to ask you to relinquish all of your money so I... so I can get a cute little... fur... trim?

 

[D'Snowth]

But Grover, I done gave all my money to my groceries so he could buy dad...

 

[theprawncracker]

*rolls eyes* Forget it. Um, mister moderating Count man, may I whack this drunken Snowth over the head with a mallet?

 

[D'Snowth]

*Singing* O Canada, our blah-blah-blah blah-blah...

 

[The Count]

*From next to the bat-rooms... Just make sure you ask him how many lumps he wants first, it's funnier that way.

 

[D'Snowth]

Lumps... lumps... i gotta get rdia of mtya lumps...

 

[theprawncracker]

*Singing* O Canada, our blah-blah-blah blah-blah...

Oh, what the hey... *singing to tune of "America"* Canadia! Canadia! Their bacon tastes so good! Bum bum bum! And love their geese, and ride their moose, from snow to grated woooooooood! *sigh* Patrtiotism swells in the heart of the American Prawn.

*From next to the bat-rooms... Just make sure you ask him how many lumps he wants first, it's funnier that way.

Ah, a comedic genius you are. Um, Snowth, how many lumps?

 

[D'Snowth]

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!

 

[theprawncracker]

...I'll take that as 10,000, ya know, in honor of our posting glory. *draws out mallet* Hold still.

 

[D'Snowth]

d rahther hodl k,athy oif you knwo what io mean...