Party in memory of the great Brian Jacques

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*Ze box ztartz playin' Rov Rov Rov Yer Boat o'er an' o'er* An', meanvhile, vhile ve are on zat zubject...

...Nay ah did nae! Be quiet, Urgo!......

Um, zorry. Did ah zeem loike ah vaz talkin' tae mezelf juzt na'? Vell actually ah vaznae, Ah vaz actually talkin' tae...Oh ne'r moind! *Ztormz off yellin' at 'imzelf*

[BlueRose]

*points at the box, and boom! Suddenly, a clean, shiny, black box.* Not anymore.

[The Skarzs]

Yay! I don't even know whats inside!

[BlueRose]

Neither do I,

[Iamthatis]

I say open the box.

[BlueRose]

I wouldn't suggest that. It's a scary thing when I don't even know what's in it.

[The Skarzs]

Shall I eat the box?

[Iamthatis]

Lol ummmm I don't think thats a good idea.

[The Skarzs]

Well, I haven't puked for 6 hours, and I think I won't for a while, so I'm gonna eat the box!

[Iamthatis]

Lol ok but I tried to til you.

[BlueRose]

You can if you want. It probably won't hurt, but it won't help anything either.

[The Skarzs]

Nom nom. Okay, it tastes like glue. Hmm, interesting texture. . . like, sand? Odd. Now it tastes like fish. So that's what was inside! Unfortunately, the fish was still alive. Gross. Alright, the surprise is over. I need something to drink. Blegh.

[Iamthatis]

Hands you some October Ale.

[The Skarzs]

Glug

[BlueRose]

The fish was probably poisonous.....