<trips lurker and smothers him with her pillow>
MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
with mustard indeed
MMMPPHHH!!!
whatta way to go…
lurker, you are in NO position to be starting attacks on anyone. That’s very impressive, BTW. 
saunters up to lurker, puts her hands on his shoulders and…pushes him back into a bean bag chair You better pull up your pants now, or somebody’s going to mistake that for one of Southern’s pillows… 
Hey – that wasn’t one of MY pillows!
I just seemed like a suitable weapon around here.
Never Rassle With a Pig.
You both get dirty, but the pig likes it.
Likely story.
Ok, I know when I’m beaten, at least temporarily. ::pull:: I have one lap, no waiting…
OOPS - That was supposed be to the word pull, not a smilie…
Alright dammit, that’s it, no more mr nice guy:
:flup lets loose with an unholy barrage of beanie babies (is there any other kind?):
struuter, lurker, DW: <Squeals of terror, pain, cries for mercy>
flup’s whiffle-goons: “Dear God NO!!!” “You’ve crossd the line now, Boss!!”
:whiffle-goons turn on flup, beating him senseless:
Ow, Dammit! My kneecaps! Waaahhggghh!!! :chokes on sudden mouthful of mini-mallows:
Damn you vanilla. When I can walk again you’re going DOWN! (Silent Bob’s been oddly…silent… throughout this whole thing too. flup wonders…)
–holy FLUP this is fun!!!
:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
runs in during English class and twaps struuter with her pillow after grabbing a bunch of marshmallows and shoving them in her mouth Ohh ffoor foodh! runs out again to head to Physics
sits on floor, brushing her hair from her face Jeez, flup. What did I ever do to you? I didn’t even say anything when you thought I was a guy. 
And here I was going to investigate this ‘no waiting’ thing with lurker. sigh
OUCH! sits forward, discovering a beanie kitty under her seat Those little buggers hurt. Here, flup. tosses kitty to him It’s a little flat, but still cute. You’re not the one who likes these with mustard, are you?
Listen young lady! That wasn’t fair. Thwapping a girl when she’s down. I’ll expect you to conjugate this list of verbs when you get back.
sorry struuter, but I was carrying a twin mattress. I couldn’t see you very well…
(sorry about the attacks but this IS a pillowfight)
Well, my foot certainly is tasty…
WHAP! Here you go vanilla!
(oops, almost let my guard down… better pick another thread for my emotional vulnerability)
flup all over the damn place
Gonna remember this, flup…:mad:
<blocks beanie babies with her pillow as a shield>
<uses her shield to beat flup merrily>
<slinks to Chem Lab>
flup, a twin mattress is just too unwieldy.
You need to swing a futon…LIKE THIS!
whump
:: flup has flopped ::
(that was for you, lurker )
:: DW throws Benzeneie Babies at MC in Chem Lab ::
:: laughs so hard that mini marshmallows come out of his nose ::
struut, I’ll eat that beanie with mustard. It’s no knish, but it will have to do for now.
:: DW spots a box, opens it up ::
HEY! Silly String!!!
Fssshhhhhhht!
Fssssshhhhhhhhhht!
Hey, Dire. That gives new meaning to the term ‘string bikini.’
**::Silo goes outside to find an 18-wheeler loaded with beer and pillows!!::
::Silo goes inside and starts drinking beer…:p::**
Let’s see…
drunk people + pillows + silly string = camera ops.
Why, oh why did I leave mine at home?
lurker, a BEANBAG CHAIR?
So you want to fight dirty, huh…
:severely wedgifies lurker:
If you didn’t want me to do that, you should have put your pants back on. & no, the silver space pillow didn’t come from a bottle of Tang. I am from outer space, remember? It’s my own pillow from home (the ninth moon of Aldebaran 7)…
:: DW hangs with Silo and gets sloshed ::
Hey, Silo - there’s way more beer in this trailer than any of us could ever drink. You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’???
KIDDIE POOL!!!
OK, now we’ve got pillows, silly string, and a kiddie pool full of beer! Whoo-hoo!
:: DW takes jumbo pillow case, cuts hole in top and 2 arm holes in the sides::
:: takes off remaining clothing, puts on pillow case ::
Toga, Toga, Toga…! 
Where’s that mustard?