Well, I’m nice and clean, rested, and the mental anguish caused by being slowly digested over the course of 2 days has been pushed to the back of my mind, and scarred over. In short, I’m a happy boy.
Well, it seems most of my fellow killers have gone for the weekend, so I’ll just pull up an easy chair, pop open a beer, and throw stuff at the weakened thread in the corner till y’all get back.
Oh, and nobody use my spork. I haven’t got around to washing it yet, so it still tastes like monster spit. Believe me. I don’t have to make THAT mistake twice.
The Spork is a rather unholy melding of a spoon and fork. As a youngun’ back in the late 70’s, we were given these things in the school lunchroom. Imagine a spoon that has tines carved into the front. If memory serves, there was a school district in Japan that forced their schools to use these things until the schools held a banquet for the school board. And gave the board members sporks to eat with. shortly thereafter the schools were allowed to return to chopsticks…tho that story might be an urban legend…
KFC used to have them too…they were perfectly useless utensiles. the tines were too short to use as a fork, and they destroyed the spoon’s liquid holding ability.
jumps on Pink & forces consumption of Jester’s spork
Leave Jester alone - he’s not recovered from the fluffy soft towelling robe & the bubble bath yet!
I hear they’ve taken the bath away for decontam - the thread slime was eating into it…this thread could be stronger than we thought…and slimier than a snake oil salesman…
anyone for Haagen Dasz to fortify ourselves? (passes out real spoons with a smile…)
Thanks for the backup, fierra. The shrink I’m seeing is helping, but Pink almost made me have a breakdown. I owe you one. As for the spork, yes, they are quite useless, but I can’t beat will’s epic discription. Anyway, back to taking my prozac…
Ya know, seeing as there has been exactly one post on this thread between this one and my last one some 15 hours ago, I think the thread may finally be dying…
Y’know, will, I think you may be right. <sniff> In a way, I’m almost sad to see the ol’ boy go. It’s been a blast. But there’s still hope! It’s monday, and people should be back at work by now. So keep your fingers crossed and your weapons sharpened, the fight may still go on!
What?! What have things come to when our fearless leader sits, emotionally emasculated, pondering sporks and stuffing his face with ice cream? I think not.
I mean, I’m probably not going to be the one standing atop the lifeless form of this thread, spork held triumphant…but I can, at the very least, look out for people.
marches over to Jester, pulls him up, grabs his face in her hands, and lays a big, wet, juicy kiss on him
C’mon, tiger. Buck up. Show this thread who’s the boss.
Hey hey, I’m feeling better now. Struut, you always know what to say. Screw the shrink, I’m thinking that any mental imbalance I’m suffering at the moment can only aid in killing this thread.
I really am sorry, struuter. Can I kiss it to make it better? Heh-heh-heh.
Could someone occupy the killer thread for a minute while I tend to struuter’s injury? It’s hard trying to lavish kisses on her while I’m fighting off this ooze-encrusted thread with the other hand.
Gotcha covered, Sauron. Though, it really isn’t all that difficult, since the thread seems to have become greatly weakened over the weekend. I think it’s getting old, (it’s almost in the 300’s!), and feeble. Unfortunately, the smell’s still there.
