OW!! What the hell was that for?! :mad:
:: walks in ::
:: sings “On The Wings Of Love” ::
:: flees before a hail of rotten fruit ::
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Hey Silver Fire thanks for the pills. I owe you one.
Hmmm…Viagra…wrong ones, but I’ll just, ummm, hang on to these, for, uhh, safe keeping.
Oh, and here’s a steak for that eye.
Whoops. :eek: Not saying that you’d need them or anything…
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Mmmm… Steak.
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Oh. Damn.
Copy of e-mail from me to my SO from yesterday which I have absolutely no recollection of sending:
I am sick.You are not a nice guy.You YELLED AT ME last night for snoring.Your kid is in trouble.He YELLLED AT ME when I picked him up. I have taken Nyquil.
Umm, yeah! That Nyquil is some serious shit, I guess.
So, my dad’s first year of life is not discussed in my family. I think it has something to do with crash landing in the Amazon and being raised by animals. At least, that’s the way I take it.
What happened to the fight? This thread must be too laid back. Oh well. I’m too lazy to fight. How about a good argument?
No I’m not!
What happened? Why just look at poor Silver Fire over there with a t-bone pressed up against her cranium!
You know…steak DOES sound pretty good right now.
::goes to fire up the barbecue::
Make me something! A big, fat steak. Medium well. 
J., you’re the only one that wants to get all evil and mean. Get your own thread! Wait, nevermind. Just be nice, okay? I call no fighting in this thread…
::kicks J. in the knee::
…starting NOW! 
That fight wasn’t a good idea. I just knew someone would waste a steak by using it for their black eye.
Watchout with that grill! That’s too much lighter fluid! Is that a blowtorch?! Hey that’s a propane grill! You don’t need… Hey! Keep that blowtorch away from me! Shut off the tank! KABOOM!!!
Just practicing. I have to stay pumped for that steak.
Ow! Max you jerk! I’ll stop fighting in this thread…
=slugs max in the jaw=
now!
Don’t forget my Ribeye!
Sorry max, I meant to hit Silver Fire. Don’t take it personally.
=slugs Silver Fire in the jaw=
No one slugs SilverFire whilr I’m around!
=Puches J. Noble in the gut, then knees him in the face=
::Throws lighter fluid on J. Noble::
(Just getting into the spirit of things, here …)
I give up!
::running away::
I think we can stop fighting now. You win. Where’s the closest hospital?
let’s move on to something else.
Gee, this gives me a chance to start writingf another play. I can do a few lines of dialogue a post. Hold on, first I need a cast of characters:
Bob Swetney- A fairly nice guy who loves comics. Believes he is a superhero.
Mr. Jenkins- Bob’s bext door neighbor. A supervillian in disguise that only bob knows about.
Kenneth Turlington- Bob’s best friend, also a superhero.
Katie Purlin- Bob’s girlfriend, worried about bob.
Wallace- Big guy who’s not too bright, used by Mr. Jenkins in an evil plot.
I’ll think of more latter.
Hey all you brawlers…keep away from the barbecue. I’ve got tongs here, and I’m not afraid to use them.
Propane? Absolutely not. It’s charcoal only, and none of that Kingsford crap.
Silver Fire, your steak will be done shortly.
Is that the same steak she used on her eye? It would be a waste to get a different one.
Awww, you don’t want to play anymore? (Thanks, bouv!)
So, anyway, I’m bored. And Napster is pissing me off. :mad: I’ve been trying to download the same song for about an hour. I’ve had to start over 7 times because I keep getting transfer errors at 90%. Damn it anyway.
Bouv, will that play come any time soon? Are you going to write it on here.
::holding a steak over my eye::