Males, rally with me---don't shower!!

[Beakerfan]

*snickers at the way things are going for Leach* *looks over at Claudia* *laughs a little harder*

 

[Winslow Leach]

*snickers at the way things are going for Leach* *looks over at Claudia* *laughs a little harder*

Gaaaah! It ain't easy! It ain't easy...

(Leach is now spinning around in circles, still waving his spatula; eventually, he loses his balance and falls to the ground.)

I fell on my keys...

 

[Beakerfan]

*runs out and back in, her face painted like an orange and yellow Bleacher-Creature* WHOOOOO! Go Kyle! *sees Tony fall* Boooooo!

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

*Gasps loudly*
TONY! GET UP! I'M BETTING MY LIFE MONEY ON THIS!

*Clears throat*

I mean...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
*Sobs and blows her nose into her napkin before accidently throwing it at Alex*

XD LOL!

 

[Winslow Leach]

I'm up, I'm up!

(in Braveheart voice)

You can take our land, but you can't take our freedom! Aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrr!

 

[FraggleRockRock]

HELP!

I'm dying of laughter at this silly thread!

AHHHHH!

*Keels over*

The forum grows dark around me...

 

[FraggleRockRock]

PS!
I'll root for prawnie if he updates his fanfic! (Hint, hint...)

 

[The Count]

*In reply to WL (who from now on will I know him as one more friend named Tony):
*In imitation of the lady from Chicken Run: Uh, I don't want ma freedom.

*Brings Snicker-Treat bite-sized chocolate squares in a giant-sized bag, keg of Sprite and plexiglass popcorn-filled window box with baggies to hand out.
So, what's the score? Who are the teams?

*Spots Tony fallen down... Come on Leech! Get back at that Bo with your unlimited MST3K ammo! Let loose the devil dogs on the scumdun from London!

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

*Smiles wickedly and tries to push Eddie to the Arena*

It's every man for himself!

*Sees FraggleRockRock laughing and gasps*

I WILL SAVE YOU!
OnceIgetEddieinhisarmor.

GO SAVE MY TONY!

....

and tell him he should have dropped the cookie tray...

Aw what the heck!

*Rushes into the men's fitting room and comes out in a bunny outfit*
-_- What the effing?
I WANTED ARMOR! NOT MASCOT COSTUME!

Whatever...

*Sharpens her nails*

If even possible..

this bunny costume is hot.

Eck...

*Goes back to change*

 

[The Count]

Hey... I'm here as a spectator only. Let other guys get dirty... Besides...
*Smells air. You smell that? It's far too clean. That means the undisputed king of stench, Byron, is nowhere near here. Good, I'd be afraid for everybody's noses if he was.

*Eyes wide at Beaky Squeeky in bunny suit. Yes, erm, it is a hot costume. And yes, please, change into something else.
*Laughs nervously.