Messages from God, brought to you by Mnementh

Ooh - do me.

Who is this Viz, and how shall I worship Thee?

Ooh, a prophet! Is there a message around for me?

Mnem, mnem would like to know if there is a message for her, too!

Hey ** Mnementh**, thanks for the RCF. Came in real handy today.

First at Home Depot. Imagine the mayhem when the paint can lids became loose whenever the paint can shaker was used. WhooHoo!

Then, off to the mall. Had to restrain myself from using the RCF to change the traffic lights for me. Figgered that would be mundane.

So, at the mall. Spent a little bit of time causing spurious wind patterns to lift cute chicks skirts as they entered Foley’s. Pretty fun.

Turned the escalators transparent. Lots of fun.

Went to Hallmark. Set scanner of cash register so that every Christmas card rung up becomes tasteless, sometimes illegal, porn. Most fun of all.

Oh yeah, made all the bears in a Florida forrest bald. They look funny.

Right now, I’m trying to figure out how to operate RCF with one hand. My other hand is stuck in my cousin Cindy’s mouth. And, we’re both very slightly drunk.

Give the Perverse One my regards, oh esteemed prophet Mnementh.

I’ve never seen an amateur phet. Hmmm…

SIC, the Viz says to be careful what you wish for.

Blackeyes, The VIZ is all things naked and drunk. Appropriate worship can be made at your local HEDAS, or, thanks to the internet, right in the comfort of your own home!

Magickly Delicious, you will be required to prove your claim of deliciousness before a Grand Council of Minions before you may recieve your message. This is a matter of precedent, and is, unfortunatly, necessary. We apologise for any inconvenience.

mnemosyne, there was a message for you, but when the Viz kept telling me to ‘Tell Mnem that…’, I kept getting confused and screaming at him. It ended up in a Brawl To End It All, which I, of course, lost humiliatingly. The Viz, drunk on victory and some whiskey, passed out kneeling in front of the One True Procelain Throne, and thus was your message lost to the annals of time.

Er, yeah. Sorry 'bout that.

NoClueBoy, good work. When come back bring pie!

Mnementh…what is my message?

:: leaves an offering (a cleavage picture) ::

steals the cleavage picture and runs off

Yo, Mnemmy, tell His Vizzness that I want a message.

[sub]I want a pizza and a hot fudge sundae, too, but I’ll settle for a Divine Message.[/sub]

Naughty Tir.
Spanking time :stuck_out_tongue:

Got it! When do I start?

What about me ,What about me? i offer the prophet a six pack and the viz himself something extra…use your imagination… :eek:

It’s Flutterby btw. And it’s not a need for attention! I’m the Saint of Multiple Posts[sup]TM[/sup]

So I’m reminding him of rodents? How’s that work? Maybe this will get some interest from him. Me in a kilt (on the left) and just for good measure flashes boobies at Viz

Hardy, the Viz is pleased with your offering (And further excited by the promise of watching you spank Tir). He would like to offer you a chance to settle these differences in the Great Wrestling Ring of Ages. It’ll be a bra and panties match between hardygrrl and Tir! Hooray!

Kat, your message is that there’s a lot more to life than pizza and hot fudge sundaes. The Viz counsels that one needs to look into one’s self to find the proper answers, and learn to trust one’s instincts and one’s ability to make the correct choices. Trust your heart. It will not lead you wrong.
…What the… Man, Viz, what have you been smoking? Ambrosia. Rrrrrright. Moving along, then…

Magickly Delicious, the licking minions will be at your place first thing in the morning. You should perhaps prepare yourself, as it can be a… traumatic experience. They’re lusty little things, those minions.

Flowerchild, the Viz will graciously accept your offer, and counsels you that yay, He shall still respect thee in the morning, and verily shall he call to see how thou art doing!

I haven’t checked my soul-mail in… well, a long time, so I’m sure there’s a Holy Message gathering ethereal dust somewhere in the astral plane with my name on it.

Spell it out to me, Mnementh, what’s the Big Guy got for me? I’ve got, lessee… twenty… three cents and a piece of lint as big as a thumbnail; I’m sure that can buy a lot of real estate up there.

Bribery for entertainment puposes only. No actual attempt to bribe any deity with pocket lint is implied. Unless, y’know, He/She/It/They can hook me up with something, 'cuz then I’d be ready to deal. But I wouldn’t be, because I’m not bribing. Right.

Being spectator to that, of course, would require further messages for the both of us…
REALLY good ones (if you know what I’m saying…;))

:smiley:

And the Viz sayeth “Let there be BroncoBusters?”

Obsidian Flutterby, the rodents were not your fault. That was the result of a totally unrelated drinking problem. The mispelling of your name was my fault; I have been locked in a 2"x3"x2’ hole for the past 24 hours with fire ants for my jackassery.
And the Viz does like the boobies! Oh yes he does! Interest gotten!

BraheSilver, twenty-three cents is halfway to another beer, so you shall be answered. And lo, did the Great Viz say from on high:

“Dude. That’s some big lint. You want some real estate for that? Good trade, man! I’m so wasted.”

…Words to live by.

Tir, you got the cleavage picture. More than worth the price of admission. And Hardy, he said something more like “Let there be Nudity”, but broncobusters works too.

:smiley:

Looks like a little face, eh? Hmm…

Well… I suppose if you took the “F” to be really long bangs or something. Also, about Genesis being the cednsored version, I’m quite sure that whatever the Viz re-releases will be utterly explicit, and a no-holds-barred type of deal.

F_X

Genesis? Genesis?!?

Genesis is planet forbidden! I go not!

(STIII:TSFS)


Mnementh, I gots myself a little prob…

Seems I was using the RCF thingy you guys gave me, and well…

I’m currently stuck to a naked Elle MacPhereson. That’s not the problem.

How do I get, er, um, …ahem… stains… out of the Shroud of Turin? Seems Elle and I needed something 'cause the Vatican floor is just so damn cold at night, you know?

So, We’ll just sit here doing tequila shots til you answer. Found a couple of blankets, btw. Thanks for sending them. Did the video turn out all right?