Oh, I’m sure his toilet paper cover is perfectly intact, wherever it is…
Run everybody, I think UncleBeer is back and if he catches us here we are dead meat.
I think we have just enough time for the shooters contest. Here’s a platter full of tequila-filled shot glasses. The first one to down 25 shots wins!
:::glances over in the corner::: Damn, is that Neuro’s bald wombat or a badger with mange?
Uh, UncleBeer, none of this is my fault. ** THEY ** made me do it ! I was knocked, drug in here and forced to watch them destroy the place. I am an innocent victim.
Hey, UncaBeer, none of this is precisely our fault. Not the downed Cessna, the wrecked cop car, the meth lab in your basement being busted–and that isn’t even mentioning the polka records, the revolving bed or the godawful…uh, the couch that most unfortuntately got incinerated.
Uhh…the wallls? We redecorated for ya, Unk! It’s a trendy 3-D faux technique called, “Peep Innards”.
Besides, Arnold said we could!. He said something about “pouring tea” ::splort!:: so we stuffed him into your favorite “Guns, beer and cussing” T-shirt, so that makes him responsible.
Besides, it isn’t that often we can dump on a mod who’s trying to play Keith Moon with an oompha band and a wino with a bagpipe. (Euty said something contraiwise, but he was just being Euty, y’know?)
Show of hands! Arnold Wrinkleintime…Rinklestiltskin, uh Arnold the Swiss Guy is responsible for the damages!
Very innocent,
Veb
Hunky Uncy… I confess… this whole mess was Ayesha and Veb’s fault. They are bad… truly bad. The rest of us, well we really tried to keep them in line. Honest 
/me kicks Sue in the shins ! Ratfink !
Yeah UncleBeer, it is all Arnold’s fault, his and Sue’s. She is jealous of Veb and I , that’s why she is blaming us. She knows you like us best.
/me sticks tongue out at Sue !
Uhhhh…it’s not my fault. I was, um, uhh, I was trying to, uhh, errr, earn my Gun Safety Merit Badge! Yeah! And that Cessna was a Commie Spy Plane! I had to shoot it down! Yeah!