Boy, I'm gonna regret this joke when the real deal comes out with some serious flaws.  You know what, take your time.  Get those dragons in a row and don't forget to tell us all the details about that scrumptious sausage Dickon Manwoody ate for breakfast and don't forget to intersperse that regaling tale with a vicious raid on some city and don't forget to make the raiders really rapey.

(btw, his elder brother is Mors Manwoody.  Well, the more's the merrier!)

I know this is a long shot and probably won't happen, but it's possible that Poland might arrest Putin

Quote from: Hydra009 on October 21, 2025, 09:03:57 AMI just heard a youtuber pronounce pterodactyl as "puh-terra-dacktle", which makes my pronunciation slip ups look mild in comparison.  Cat-a-strof averted!

Cat's Ass Trophy.

I just heard a youtuber pronounce pterodactyl as "puh-terra-dacktle", which makes my pronunciation slip ups look mild in comparison.  Cat-a-strof averted!

I remember it as "the river where Lt. Hornblower saved Nelson's funerary barge from sinking in... " for short.

Me in The Walking Dead:

"Hey guys, glad we all made it out of Atlanta together.  Can't wait to go someplace nice like Fort Benning.  Next to two rivers, so plenty of freshwater and very defensible.  I can't imagine anyone stupid enough to go anywhere else, right guys?"

"Okay, I secured C block, like Rick said, but I have a casualty to report.  Papercut."  *winces in pain*  "Ouch!  Can you imagine going through this kind of pain?"  *Hershel and Merle look at me, dumbfounded*  "Oooh!  This is going to smart tomorrow!"

"Hey Darryl, have you seen my phone?  It's boring out here and I want to play some games!"  *the group looks at me like I've gone crazy*  "By phone, I mean solar-powered calculator, duh."  *Darryl tosses it to me*  *With my tongue hanging out and also lightly biting my tongue, I press on the buttons, excitedly showing Darryl the result*  "8008135!  That means--" *Darryl scrunches up his face*  *I press more buttons*  "Now look.  42069 Blazeit!"  *Darryl shakes his head and leaves*

*I stumble upon an old rotary phone*
*picks it up and talks to it, asking if they have any Grey Poupon before doing the Waaasssup skit*
"Look at me, Rick.  I'm a crazy person!"
*Rick looks horrified*
"I dunno what his problem is, that was hilarious!"

*Governor attacks*
*I pick up a gun and try to provide covering fire, often pointing the gun high in the air due to nearly completely uncontrolled recoil, almost pointing it at myself a couple of times*
*Governor retreats*
"Woot!  Great job, guys!  I was this close to shooting him myself.  Darryl helped, I guess.  *Darryl stands over the bodies of like 10 guys*  "It was mostly me, though.  I'm a badass."
*I look into the distance and see that the governor and a lot of his troops are still alive, possibly regrouping for a new attack*
"Get ready, guys.  They're regrouping!  He's going to come back any second and give us a hell of a fight!"
*Governor mows down all his men*
"Or...maybe not" *I shrug*

*The group nearly dies from another Governor attack and then a zombie attack immediately afterwards and morale hits an all time low*
*I decide to lift the spirits of the group with a rousing speech*
"I know things look bad right now, but just take a second and zoom out.  No international wars, no pollution.  *camera pans to a rusted drum of oil slowly leaking into the river*  Not as much pollution.  Global warming will probably solve itself before long."  *Merle shouts that there's no such thing as global warming*  "Climate change.  I stand corrected.  Many merci Merle, my meringue main man."  *Merle facepalms*

*Eugene asks me if I played as the Alliance or the Horde*
"Horde 4 lfye, dawg!  You went Ally?  And a gnome?!  LOOOSER!" *makes an L hand gesture on my forehead*
*Eugene stops talking to me*

*a flu goes around and Glenn asks me to tend to the sick*
"Isn't this the disease where you get a really bad nosebleed and then suffocate?"
*Glenn says that it mutated, now it's the back, too*
"I just remembered, I left my CGI deer on in the microwave back in North Carolina.  See you guys later.  Good luck with the ummm..."  *sprints out of the prison*
*sees Carol outside, runs towards her while waving*
*sees Carol drag out two bodies and set them on fire*
"Oh hell no!"  *keeps running into the wilderness*

*after a long, winding journey, I make it to Oceanside*
*the women there hold me at gunpoint and spearpoint*
"Only women are allowed in?"  *tries his girl voice for the first time, unsuccessfully*  *I ask them to let me try again, but my voice comes out unusually deep and bassy, like Darth Vader and James Earl Jones combined*  *tries the girl voice again and again, also unsuccessfully*
*the women roll their eyes and withdraw their weapons*
"You're letting me in because you finally recognize my divine feminine?  No?  Oh, because you think I'm not a threat?  Meh, I'll take it."  *after some time has passed, I make a "Yes!" gesture*

---Happy End---

The entire Republican party is an invasive feces! 💩

Obviously, that's the Thames, Th-aim-es, like Thales.  The people saying Tems just have a really bad cold or something.