Sorry, that was me! I wanted to get your attention, because I brought stuff for s’mores and I found some twigs-let’s make little voodoo dolls!
Hey everyone, look over there- hanging from those trees- those figures…They appear to be…
::Weirddave looks closer::
Barbie and Ken paperdolls, cross dressed in each other’s outfits???
Oh oooh…I wonder what kind of sick mind would do such a thing…
That’s it Falcon, if you shove me down I’ll let you do something to me that makes me look like an ineffective idiot. If I shove you down I get to have a 10% stake in the profits of this little movie we are taping.
shove
Check your sig, Mullylove. I already shoved you down. 
Okay, this is a hijack.
I truly hate to see people get lost in the woods without food. So, I brought my world famous BBQ Pork, complete with sesame seeds, ketchup and hot mustard.
And for those of you who don’t eat pork, I brought Buffalo Hot Wings. (Demo’s recipe, yum yum) For those vegetarians in the group, I brought a vegetable platter with ranch dressing.
Now Falcon and Mully, quit fighting and get out of the pond. I brought FOOD, guys!
Okay, I am leaving, now that I know that none of you will starve whilst you are “Squitching.” Or whatever.
::cries::
::curls up::
::eats a leaf::
Meat?!
::Runs over to Scott with a vorasious(sp) look in his eyes::
extreme close up up my runny nose
I’m so scared, I’m sorry for ever bringing you out here
I just wanted to be witty, I just wanted to give everyone the opportunity to talk about everyone else. I just wanted to be able to find a way to work the phrase “concrete troll” into a thread. I didn’t know it would turn out like this gasp sob sniff blow
Hey look there’s food
runs off screaming into the woods the sound of strange singing trailing behind her
Into the woods to find the trolls… to save the thread…
Into the woods into the wooods
Speaker for the Dead-
That is Scotti, honey, and I am a woman.
And I think you meant voracious, or maybe not.
However, I do have meat, and you are welcome to have some.
Has anyone noticed that we have lost the initial crew? Hey, I hope they aren’t lost in the forest…
Cannibalism is starting to sound appealing. Anyone want to drink this bottle of worcestershire sauce?
OHMIGOD! There’s a house…Maybe it’s the mysterious house of the Cecil Adams…it has those strange Signorino figures on it…
Naw, that’s just my uncle’s place. Don’t get too close, though. He’s not to stable, and he’s got a shotgun. I suggest we go to that even MORE forboding house, behind his.
Look, were saved! I found cigaretts for those having nic fits anyway.
Does anyone else hear that strange clicking noise?
::pops out of a tree, dressed as a wood nymph::
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!
::ok, let’s make that a mean wood nymph::
::attacks Jester::
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!
::pauses::
“S’mores?”
::grumbledamnsmiliesgrumble::
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Help!! Jesus H. Christ!! There’s a tiggerill on me! Uncle Clem, help!
Hey, Uncle Clem, stop laughing. I’m getting my skull eaten away by a deranged wood nymph.
Hmmmmmmmm…actually, it is kind of funny. But PAINFUL!
Owowowowowwowowowowwowowo…a little help over here?
Move over tiggeril, let me have a bite.
MUNNNNCH CHOOMP SLURP BURP * AH BRAINS* YUMM NUMMMNUMMY
but something is missing. Hey didn’t I see some worshestire sause, No wait I want some weirdave insanity sauce.
::snarl::
::jumps on mojo::
MINE!!! ALL MINE!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!
::munch, slurp, gulp, etc.::
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!
Oh the humanity!
Hey give that back I need that
(thank god this is only a horrible fantasy cause this tiggeril is one mean-and hungry- bitch)
Owwwww Now it’s not funny anymore
I’m telling Cecil, Look every body there he is.
limps off and hides