::looks at crowd::
weeeelllllll . . . like my new outfit?
finds some cold mashed potato bits to fling at cougar and loads it on a spoon
FWING
d&r
Rrrrgh! Her, her, HER!!!
grabs the mashed potato bits in midair and any other food nearby, including Hell-o, potatoes, yams, pie, and custard, and flings wildly in the general direction of Goo
Heyyyy, why are you all picking on me?! Pick on… uh… glances around DRAGON SHADOW!
splats Dragon with a classic cream pie
ducks
grabs wings full of “stinky tofu” and tosses it at cougar
SPAT!
ohhh . . .
slips out of the room
Humus? Who brought humus?
Oh well…
:begins slinging humus gobs at passers-by:
flings one last gob of… humus?! at Dragon as she walks out the door
SPLAT!
(Yes, I must always have the last word. Deal with it.)
burns a hole through the door and fire is spit at cougar . . . barbequed food . . . enjoy the meal!
flys off, leaving a hole in the ceiling
Rrrrrrrrgh!
jumps up, barely catching Dragon’s tail, and smashes the bbq food into Dragon’s eyes, sending her crashing to the ground
leaps away in time
smugly swaggers back into the food fight room
walks into a booby trap
SPLAT!
SWOOP
flies away carrying cougar
::gets dish of unpitted Colossol Mega-Jumbo black olives and a spoon::
::flings one at DragonShadow, hitting her in the eye, causing DS to drop Cougarfang safely from low altitude::
::commences to flinging olives at various folk in the thread::
: walks back in carrying a huge bowl of creamy potato salad :
: looks around for Cougar but the only sign of him is a few mangy tufts of fur on the rug :
: turns and sees ozonebaby and swampbear nervously eyeing each other, and lugs a potato salad bomb at them :
: dives under the couch, and sees them both turn to look at her, covered in creamy potato salad :
HER!!!
grabs bowl of potato salad and smushes it on Goo’s back
Thanks screech-owl…
flings gobs of potato salad at Dragon
: stays warily out of ** Cougar’s** way :
: finds a punch bowl and balances it above the mod door… guaranteed to cover the first mod to enter to be covered in punch :
hehehehe
: throws some glazed chicken legs at screech-owl :
dives back under the couch.
Mmmmm. Chicken. Yum.
::flings a chunk of baclava at Goo::
Looks around. Spies an untouched velveeta and spam loaf (hey, I TOLD y’all not to invite my family to a potluck dinner)picks it up and hurls it a Goo. Bullseye! hehhehehheh! That stuff will never wash out of your hair!
ham, what ham?
wipes potato out of her eyes
puts on hot(the ones that keep you hands safe, just in case) mittens and picks up 2 hams that have just come out of the oven, hurls one at Goo
BULLSEYE!!!
hurls the other at Cougar just because everyone else is picking on him
another bullseye!!!
dives under coach and waits for her next chance to strike
hehe!
:: has trouble dodging flying food, because clothes are saturated ::
:: has a brilliant idea ::
:: peels off clothes caked in Hell-o, yams, pies, custard, mashed potato, creamy potato salad and humus and runs nekkid through the thread flinging peas and corn at everyone ::
:: runs into the table, tipping apple pie over swampbear’s head ::
:: grabs tablecloth, and wraps it around body (ancient rome-style) and pivots to face the room with a juicy fruit salad ::
MMMMMMMMMM…any ice cream to go with the apple pie? Oh good…here’s one of those hams ozonebaby threw. Suppertime here. OK full now. Looks around…aha! A whole bowl of marinated carrots…and damn they are hard! Finds plastic serving spoon…oh yeah…nice and bendy! Loads carrots in spoon and flings! Spoon after spoon of carrots flying round room. YEHAAAAAAAAAAAA
SPLAT
and now you see screech-owl with a face of apple pie. oh? i’m sorry! you wanted cherry pie!
SPLAT!
don’t you love the classics?
ducks the food thrown at her
finds an oversixed soup spoon
FLING FLING FLING
ohhh! i wouldn’t want to be cougar right now . . .
WATCH OUT GOO! DUCK!
dives down along with goo
discovers a spoon and a whole bowl of old icky cranberrys from Thanksgiving
ah-ha!!!
leaps out from under coach and begins to use the spoon to catapulte cranberrys at everyone, especially swampbear
ha, take that! now give me back the ketchup you stole from me here!
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?threadid=102097
swampbear drops the bottle of ketchup in her struggle to escape the mushy cranberrys and trips over Goo who has been hit in the eye with one of the things
sorry Goo, ment to hit you here!
ozonebaby flings a cranberry up Goo’s nose and he runs out of the thread to the nearest doctor
Victory is mine! ahhahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
watches from safety underneath an over-turned couch, and pauses occasionally in savoring pilfered fudge to kick away anything that comes into foot’s reach.