No need to be afraid. We’ll administer the right drugs prior to initiation and you won’t remember a thing. . .
No, I most certainly would not ‘care for 8 cases of pistachio pudding’! The color is not the point!
Do you have cranberry Jello in stock? It’s the next best thing. Mmmmmm. Newbies and cranberries. . . 
Ooh, cranberry Jello … yeahno. I can probably do some plain gelatin and add cranberry juice, but that’s going to cost extra, take longer, and frankly I don’t think the goat would be into it.
How about I blend some key lime juice into the lard?
You know, that just might work. Let’s try it.
Not anymore he’s not. pokes the goat with a stick He’s still breathing!
Seriously, stop giving me those looks. I was hungry, okay?
maybe just another nibble. mmm, goat…
If something starts clawing out of your chest, I’m hitting you with a flamethrower. Nothing personal.
ahem And just how do you propose I make a pie crust without eggs? Geez, you’d think I was gonna go for the store bought kind. No! “When come, bring pie” they say, so I try to be super nice about it and bring you a fucking real pie. You wanna complain? Fine, here. throws pie at norinew
As for the beer, well since I bought 42 of 'em (had to, it’s in the guide that it’s some kind of powerful number or something…) I decided to save a little money. I mean, I guess I coulda gotten some high quality bottled lager or something, but that would have cost too damn much. I’m still paying hospital bills from my initiation, you know!
notices Eben still standing nearby I mean, um, no, nothing wrong over here! Hey, want some beer? It’s nice and cold. No, no, it won’t have any kind of reaction with the brownies. No, I don’t care what they told you, we’re not trying to dope you up or anything like that snort, pun! You’ll be fine. Trust us. Ye-e-es-s-s-sss, trusssst…
I will thank you not to post to me in that tone, young lady! For one thing, notice under my name? Charter. Yes, Charter Member. Respect your superiors.
For another thing, that tone upsets the squid.
::walks off in a huff::
We’all’s the dyslexic redneck Borg. Prepare to have your ass laminated.
Well, at least this time we waited till the [DEL]sucker[/DEL] n00b forked over the fifteen clams before waking Mariah and rousting out the goat. I mean, the livestock and jello fees were starting to get out of hand.
And will there be enough left mobile this time to shave the damn gorilla?