:brings out cattle prod (the one with the extension cord, not the one that runs on ‘D’ cells):
Trip ME?!?! TRIP ME?!?! C’mere, ya little so-and-so!
:ties Jester upside down, dangling from nearest tree branch:
:applies fully operational cattle prod to vital and sensitive areas of Jester’ body:
How d’ja like that?
More?
More voltage?
Suuuuuurrrre! No problem!
Anything for you, dear!
[muttering]
Make me come back here from GQ. Why I oughta…
[/muttering]
ZAP
<crackle>
<crackle>
[aside to Jester]
Oh, by the way, how was 12th Night?
[/aside to Jester]
Hah! Got off the table before my hand went into the meat slicer (a la James Bond, if you will)
AND it’s my 666th post! Woo-hoo!
Jekeira, I stick explosives up your ass. When you’re cremated, you’ll blow up and kill your entire grieving family!
screech-owl, I’m locking you in a room with a constant loop tape of “Al Gore’s Most Exciting Speeches on the Environment” on it! You’ve got nothing to read in there but transcripts of those Cuban Radio Number Broadcasts!
[sub]Cool, now I can finally learn Spanish in my sleep! Yeehaw![/sub]
[hysterical fit, thrashing and babbling] Oh, what! Oh nooooo!!! Please please please!!! Not that! Nooooooooooo!!! Anything please gawd anything but thaaaaaaaaaat! Noooo!!! That’s against the outlines set forth in the Geneva Convention!! Noooo!!! Waaaaaaaaa!!!
[/hysterical fit, thrashing and babbling]