 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. |