The Never-Ending Labyrinth At The Bottom Of The Cellars

[The Skarzs]

I don't care if he's an admin, ban him

[shisteer of nothing much]

I can't. Dann probably could, or maybe Matti or Waffles?

[Verdauga]

Dann could; however,

[The Skarzs]

Hang him

[shisteer of nothing much]

*steals Thomasbane*

[Verdauga]

Oh my. I'm interested to see what happens.

I hope you two aren't too cut up Bout my puns. I walk a knife's edge with how many I come up with, but they have a practical purpose too! Wordplay really hones the wit, even if it doesn't whet your appetite for more.i do hate to see my acquaintances and colleagues sheathing over some jokes though. I'm not being edgy; promise

[shisteer of nothing much]

*cuts a slice of cake*

[Verdauga]

Ah.

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*Zetz Verdauga'z 'air on fire*

[The Skarzs]

Long may it burn

[shisteer of nothing much]

*cuts a few more slices and offers them around* Anybeast hungry?

[Verdauga]

Sure! *Takes Thomasbane back*

[shisteer of nothing much]

Here you go. Need a napkin, or are you good?

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*Tiez Verdauga up viz a giant knapkin, und tiez zat up viz a firm taut rope tae be zafe*

[shisteer of nothing much]

I suppose that's one way of making sure he doesn't make a mess on his clothes, but it seems a little far fetched.