CoMe HeRe WhEn YoU ArE BoReD

[The Witessss]

*throws confetti* Congrats! you have earned the honor of being bored! YAY!!

[Sebias of Redwall]

Welcome to the club.
Three cheers for Tungro, hip hip, hooray!

[The Witessss]

if we're doing this it shows just how bored we are.

[Sebias of Redwall]

if we're doing this it shows just how bored we are.

Too true, too true.

[The Witessss]

EVEN WORSE, THEY'RE DEATH DEFYING BEAVERS! EVERYBODY RUN AWAY!!! *trips over a Death Defying Beaver and falls down*

*gasp* he isn't speaking in his accent!! a fraud??

[Maudie]

That was before the accide--I mean, accent.

[The Witessss]

I see.. FRAUD!!!

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

Nyet, Ah vaz juzt keepin' it more rezerved back zen. Meanvhoile... *Preparez tae zet Witessss' 'air on fire*

[The Witessss]

NOO!!!! not my beautiful hair!! there isn't any hair like It anywhere!! NO!!!! *covers hair protectively*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*pours gas on Wites' hair* Go HeadInanothergalaxy

[The Witessss]

Martyrdom! (or is it just plain death)

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

Na' let uz zee, ve pick ze match, zet it afire und...*touchez ze lit match tae Wites' gaz-covered 'air*

[The Witessss]

*grabs the container of salt and starts shaking vigorously* NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

[Sebias of Redwall]

Martyrdom! (or is it just plain death)

Nope, just plain death. (you're not that lucky)

[The Witessss]

drat.