Hippie:
The good old days when Grandmas baked cookies and knitted chainmail.
Artanas:
Psychic fell on beach, more at 11
JediClone:
Marrionettes of the Damned
E_B_A:
"Gee... this recipe says to braise the onions in wine and then simmer for a few minutes and to murder my family... I gotta stop scribbling notes in cookbooks."
Seltaeb:
Chant III: This Time, It's Personal
BrakYeller:
This newest stress relief device gently massages your head with raised rubber studs until there's nothing left but a fine red mist.
captionthis:
Bill fired a small dart into the neck of his date, rendering her unconcious. Damn if he wasn't going to get laid tonight.
Dairai:
Brendan Fraser *is*.... a lost cause at this point...
Artanas:
"Awwww, look. Belial chewed up the horseshoe! Third one today too!"
DrSeruzawa:
Even thogh Jimmy is dead, we stil include him in our family board games.
Hippie:
Yeah. I LOVE onions. Love 'em. I'd eat onions all day and night if I could. Folks call me Onionhead--ha! Onionhead. How do you like onions?
Shimmergloom:
The little girls always hated it when their parents played ventriloquist with them.
E_B_A:
The prison Easter-Egg Hunt for the Orphanage was called off and a cavity-search was performed.
Generik:
The other white meat.
smackie:
My Neiman Marcus Dead Guy arrived just in time for Hanukkah.
