the ^ < V game

[Drummodino]

^ Yes I see.

< Combined Angry Birds card game with Nerf guns

V Wanna play?

 

[Neuromancer]

^ What are we playing?

< Still needs to kill a year-beast.

v Help me in my quest!

 

[Johnny Novgorod]

^ But I'm the quest-giver!

< NPC.

v Do you even quest bro?

 

[UltraDeth]

^ Pendejo, please. I was questing before you even held a Wii mote you cover-loving, regenerating health, murderer-cum lately's

< 100G for that post

V

Spoiler: You are now reading this in Cortex's voice

 

[deserteagleeye]

^ Been smokin too many crystal.

< AKA the Glass Dick.

V Put that in your pipe and inhale it.

 

[Headsprouter]

^ *inhale*

< The CRYSTALS...the CRYSTALS are the key!

V

TIME CRYSTAL LOCATED

 

[Fijiman]

^ Your ship suffers from wounded chi.

< Fortunately I know how to heal it.

V Bring me crystals from the dessert and I shall fix your ship.

 

[Headsprouter]

^ *examining his banana split*

< No crystals to be found, just this wierd, yellow penis.

V Sundae funday!

 

[deserteagleeye]

^ Weenie Hut Jr.'s?!

< I AM A MAN DAMMIT!

V Is a meat Popsicle.

 

[Headsprouter]

^ Hey! That's slightly inaccurate!

< Who wants to get schlapped?

V No challengers?

 

[Barbas]

^ I think I've found someone.

< *Turns and points*.

v They live in that cave over yonder.

 

[Headsprouter]

^ I can't see it.

< D'oh, I don't care any more, I'll just fight myself.

V Why are you looking at me that way?

 

[Barbas]

^ You're wibbling again.

< That puts me off my lunch.

v It's spam again!

 

[Fijiman]

^ Blarg.

< Tired.

V What was that?

 

[Johnny Novgorod]

^ Just my heart sir.

< Sleepy.

V Let's spoon together!

 

[UltraDeth]

^ NOPE! *sets self on fire and wraps up in razor wire*

< Killed a man with a false vagina on a stick

V I'm my own original game, Retribution: Ride to Hell

 

[Drummodino]

^ I'd play it.

< I have salt water taffy.

V Jealous?

 

[deserteagleeye]

^ Salt water makes you go crazy.

< I would know.

V Purple monkey dishwasher.

 

[Barbas]

^ You watch your mouth, young man!

< Petunia Luggage Halifax.

v My god...it's spreading...

 

[Johnny Novgorod]

^ Rash?

< Still sleepy.

v Tell me a fable.