Forget 1000. Welcome to the party of EVIL

Well thanks MysterEcks. But, of course you’re no stranger to evil. I see you over there caressing that poor innocent minister’s thigh. Corrupting a person of god, tsk tsk tsk.

Excuse me? Pink has no place in my house whatsoever. And by the way, I have a black leather couch, no doilies or or chintzy grandma-style decoration here.

Tymp, toss me a beer and some of that virgin’s blood. I’m a bit peckish this evening.

Well, 666 is probably a round number in the Mayan math system or something, so

Here’s to EVIL!
And if he only brings goats, it’s OK. I’ve got beer for all!

This really is the thread of evil, isn’t it???

:eek:

sings

But not a real green couch: that’s cruel…

::peeking in and recognizing a few faces::

Whoa, what’s going on in here?

sorry about that failed attempt at “peeking”-
anyways, can I enter the evil party or what?

SeaDiver, after your “performance” at the SD get together. You can not only join the evil-party, you are herby designated as official hostess. :slight_smile:

Wow, thank you Oldscratch! What can I do to help the festivities?

btw, Tymp, if you wanted a “dark” pinata, you should have seen the ones made popular by the Chupacabras rage a few years back.

We haven’t had a decent orgy in a long time! Congrats, oldscratch, and just for your party I bought you some oiled ferrets and a Kathie Lee Gifford inflatable doll.

Forget the beakers of blood, though. Any decent beer around?

Veb

I stopped by the Clint Reilly party supply store and got a few branding irons, some at-home tattoo kits and a complete set of “How To Pierce Your Own Parts.” I also have a bottle of Irish whisky and a bad attitude (no one has even mentioned me in any of the photo threads… sigh Claudia Rains, that’s me!)

Here’s to ya, and here’s to more of the same!

[music]
Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme
Ain’t nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too…
[/music]

Guess the song and win…um…it’s too easy to offer a prize (unless, of course, one of the women guesses it, then I may be able to think of something ;))

<hangs up a Cthulu piñata, passes whip to current contestant>
Great, huh? Just picked it up at the Miskatonic Student Union. You’ll never guess what’s inside…
<maniacal laughter echoes as he seeks out a relatively safe corner>

::checks to make sure .45s are loaded and slowly backs away from the pinata::

<tosses Gunslinger some holy water and a bag of silver bullets–lead ain’t gonna cut it>
Remember this helpful gesture when you start firing, OK?

<checks flamethrower hoses>
This is gonna be great!

::Wanders in wearing nothing but a large grin and a pair of white tube socks::

Where’re the sheep?

-niggle

Huh. So…this is The Party of Evil? Looks a lot less exciting than I had imagined it…

Where are the sacrifices?
Where’s the necrophilia?
Where are the apples with razors stuck in 'em?
Where are the coffin orgies?
Where’s the Britney Spears music?

Hell, you people don’t know the first thing about evil, do you?
With all the barnyard animals, this looks more like an illicit public school party.

Watch out! Here comes a don! Hide the sheep and the cheap sherry!

Ahem. Note the color of the goat: black
Note the number of charmingly fanged little goatlings: 1000
Repeat after me: Ia, Shub-Niggurath

Now, stay out of the Temple Dancers way and out of our line of fire. We’re hoping the Big Guy shows up soon. No sacrifices allowed until he gets here–he doesn’t like to share. We don’t have anything as wholesome as apples here, and as for the necrophilia and coffin orgies, they’re conveniently colocated in the crypt–the archway behind the couch.

We couldn’t book Britney Spears. She’s busy being mistaken for a rat and getting conked on the head over in the “declaration of war” thread. We’re making do with New Kids On the Block–see over there, on the spit?

oldscratch

She’s no minister–she just likes to wear those collars for some reason. She’s really a nun.

Well. Glad to see everyone having a good time here. But, kiva was right, something’s missing. The party just isn’t evil enough. hmmmm what could it be?
Ah, I know the master of cerimonies.

Well here he is, now the party can really get started, everyone please welcome…
REGIS PHILBIN

bwahahahha.
and if that wasn’t enough, his cohost,
CHUCK WOOLERY

bwahahahah.