Snow here? Maybe up on the mountains!
gets promptly decked with one of Lady Ice’s snowballs right in the kisser (very apropos screen name for the thread, too)
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Snow here? Maybe up on the mountains!
gets promptly decked with one of Lady Ice’s snowballs right in the kisser (very apropos screen name for the thread, too)
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TVGuy, bored with TV News broadcasting and sick of Christmas, decides to put his engineering skills to some better use.
He builds a high-volume, pneumatically operated snowball gattling gun, uses a front end loader to put the first pile of snow in and targets:
**Flamsterette_X
Shoshana
Jukeball
LolaCocaCola
Scott Evil
Wang-Ka
Airman Doors, USAF
Billdo
yojimbo
His4Ever
kambuckta
Shalmanese
Eutychus
SmileyDeath
a35362
AlbertRose
Matt_mcl
Knighted Vorpal Sword
Monty
carnivorousplant
Mjollnir
Francesca
Jonathan Chance
jarbabyj
JThunder
Stinkpalm
tiggeril
Jake
StephenG
Jeff Olsen
Captain Blunty … **
Ahhhhhhhh, I feel MUCH better now!!
Well, there’s not a lot of snow around here in Oz at the moment, but seeing as I was defrosting my freezer, I got some huge clumps of ice that are just prime material for piffing at:
TGuy but only 'cos he got me first.
His4Ever because she needs to chill out a bit.
IceWolf…well, she was just asking for it wasn’t she, given her name and all? Anyway, she needs some of that sensibility knocked out of her…
Magic8Ball needs a good soaking, and before I get flamed by her rellies ( ), I’ll toss a ball filled with Christmas Cheer and Brandy Snaps to Ginger and Dave…see…no ice here dudes…
All the ‘JimJJimmJimbos’ from Dublin are prime targets for my ice-missiles…just because they’re Dubliners…bwahahhaha
And the one I MOST want to send a wet missile to is FeistyMongol because he needs to seriously lighten up…maybe a good snowball might knock some humour into him…which he so desperately needs!
And, just like that, kambuckta nominates herself for the title of “This Hour’s Victim”.
Hey, spare a thought for us poor Melburnites will ya Icey? It’s barely managed to crack 20 degrees here today, so being ‘he’ for the ice-chuck is SO not fair…
I think it’s perfectly fair, mate. Remember – I’m the one with all th’ sensibility, right? Heh, heh, heh …
SPLOTT!!
And just for you, I’ll see if th’ next one can be formed up in th’ shape of a koala …
Orright…gloves off time then is it Icey?
I’m just gonna wait for the right time to thwack you back…but it will be when you least expect it… (Mainly 'cos I’m still trying to dry off from your last hydrassault).
Treviathan, feeling unwanted after not seeing himself on TVGuy’s list of honoured victims, sneaks up behind him and dumps a pile of fresh snow down the back of his parka.
And then runs for his life.
I haven’t seen snow in Southern California since we came out here from Indiana in 1952, but I’ll try my best.
I’ll just pick some Dopers at random, spoiling for a snow fight. I’ll stand on level ground and fashion a ball the size of a bowling ball and roll it at them, and keep doing so until I run out of snow, energy, targets, or level ground.
“Hydrassault” ! Hee, hee …
From my convenient and relatively frost-free pozie here behind th’ fence, kambuckta me fellow ANZAC cuz an’ all that – I reckon that all trans-Tasman snow tossin’ aside, th’ real target shoukd be … TVGuy, don’tcha think? He’s just askin’ for something … inventively chilly, eh?
Uh, oh…you’re dead meat now Trev…beware the wrath of the TVGuy…
(kambuckta pulls up a Christmas deckchair to watch the dousing…bwahahahahahaaaaaa)
… it’s a pointless roleplaying thread in MPSIMS (like my very first post ever ).
-= Rugged up in the big orange parka, Kenny McCormack style, DarkJudicator stumbles uncertainly across this funny-lookin’ cold white stuff he’s seen on TV until he reaches Lady Ice’s stall, where he then haggles her down to $3 for whipped cream AND schnapps =-
Cougs, why do we run into each other in these kinda threads? Careful with that hose, shrinkage is bad, mm’kay?
-= Tentatively scooping up a handful of snow, DJ drops a touch into his hot choccy to cool it, then sets off in search of a victim, suitably fortified =-
smacks TVGuy upside the head with a slushball
quickly runs up and steals the whipped cream AND schnapps, cackles gleefully, and shoves a snowcone (blue!) down DarkJudicator’s shirt
[sub]and then proceeds to slip on ice, spilling the hot stuff all over DarkJudicator Whoops!:eek: [/sub]
/Shadez
[sub]Depression = something like a million water ballons dropped on your head during a blizzard. Hey, don’t laugh, it happened to the pizza guy.[/sub]
AAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEE!! Cold on inside, hot on outside!
-= runs back towards Cougarfang and her hose, getting liberally soaked to prevent scalding and wash off all the alcohol and dairy products … then picks out blue ice from the inside of his now-defaced orange parka, shivering and shaking a fist at the retreating form of Shadez =-
Damn you Shadez, you’ll be the first against the wall when the revolution comes!
-= scoops up another couple of handfuls of snow, packs it real tight together and goes hunting his fellow Oceanians =-
Heeeeeeeeeeeeere Wolfy… heeeeeeeeeere kambucktaaaaa… anyone seen Goo? evil grin
Cartooniverse stealthily slinks along the slithery subterranean stovepipe, snowball grasped in soggy mitten. Tongue stuck out of corner of mouth, quite akin to this popular image we all know and love:
He appears about twenty feet to the side of AbbySthrnAccent and gleefully tosses an armful of softer snow up in the air over her, coating her tresses and shoulders with a mini-blizzard…and then withdraws with lightning speed to contemplate his next snowy moment.
Ah, the perfect opportunity to try out my brand-new riding snow blower with enclosed cab, CD player, foot-warmer, and hot cocoa dispenser. Driving down the street flinging confetti-like snow with wild and reckless abandon, while singing along with the Kingston Trio and sipping double-chocolate cocoa with mini marshmallows.
Oh yeah, life is good!!
:Gets hit face first, causing Meatros to slip and fall down again. Due to lack of movement, from being dazed, the water begins to freeze and traps him on the ground:
“MMMMfffffffMMMfffmmfmfmfmffff”
:With mouth frozen solid, Meatros takes a silent vow of revenge when he gets loose…and after a new pair of pants:
: darts cheerfully around the icy remains of Meatros, then goes looking for her next victim :
Oh look, a huge distracting thing!
: turns hose on everyone from Australia, just for kicks :
:Gets hit by snowball; dies.