The {Legacy} of Theon GreyJoy: He was a good man

[PharaohAtem]

Snack food for Godzilla

[Tuffin]

i want some snackfood now

or maybe just food

[PharaohAtem]

I wanted snacks earlier

[PharaohAtem]

True

[Master of Vvardenfel]

Too much Shindo. It's making me lose interest.

Only like 3 people will understand that.

[Arya]

Too much Shindo.

Shit. Where?!!

[Citizen]

I usually just use the turlet but not always.

[Arya]

I think we've uncovered one of those fetishes. MoV in the rubber catfish suit, lights low, careless whisper on the hi-fi.

"I grow to the size of an automobile." Mr Vvardenfell said with a look of desire in his eyes as he waved about his fins, stroking those long whiskers. Approaching his prey, who squirmed giddily among the silken sheets which glimmered under the warm glow of flickering candlelight. He hopped closer to the bed, that tail fin keeping his legs held bound together, however Arya could not contain herself anymore. Her hand traced over the outline of her rod, taking a firm grip of the base before the casting off. The hook wedged itself in one of the Catfish's holes, taking a secure bite to ensure her fish was soon to be reeled into her boat.
"Oh Mr Catfish, please..... please don't eat me." Arya whined with a seductive southern twang as she wriggled in her thigh high waders, most of her body hidden under the enormous waterproof stormcoat and fishing hat. She threw a handful of live bait into the open maw of the gulping rubber catfish as she reeled him in, the Redneck Moby Dick encroaching on her position, slipping onto her boat.......

<The inane ramblings continue for 350 more pages but the pages all seem to be stuck together.>

This was pure poetry. The language of love. Once again youve out done yourself. I especially loved the detail about the southern twang.

[Arya]

I usually just use the turlet but not always.

Dont false alarm me like that. The turlet aint at a convenient distance presently.

[Citizen]

You just need to increase your range.

[Arya]

Its not the range, its the aim.

[Citizen]

I mean there's bound to be some collateral damage and friendly fire.

[Setsuna]

How else does shit hit the fan?

[Setsuna]

Friendly fire?! *runs* ^^

This one is smart.

[Master of Vvardenfel]

Its not the range, its the aim.

I try to maintain both.