You Could Use some Imagination
Ah, no, those weren't blue's clues. I ran into Mystery Inc on the way in.
"Hope for our world, tragedy for another."
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Huh. Well, at least there wasn't any blood spilled in all the madness...
...Was any blood spilled? Or was it just Kool-Aid? I KNOW it wasn't Hawaiian Punch, because if it was, then Kati would have probably killed 5/8 of the people there...
my current job
It was red paint. Some madman brought Mark Rothko back from the dead to make him paint something else. Didn't go too well.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
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Well, that's both relieving and disconcerting.
Who brought the Unicorn and the Phoenix? I've heard that you need both for resurrection rituals...or is that just the one that requires tree sap?
It was both. That wizard though that a combination of all the spells was good. Lies.
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At least the anti-necrotic wards held up long enough for us to get the banana oil ready
I'm just surprised that no Minions or Yiga Clan Assassins showed up, with how much we had to use...
Edited by BOOM-Fanfic-a-latta on Oct 12th 2019 at 6:28:25 AM
You Could Use some Imagination
Either way that's the last time we let a wizard use our house to summon an army of zombie michael jacksons
"Hope for our world, tragedy for another."
But that Thriller recreation? A solid 10/10. Even if we were forced to move to Canada.
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Yeah, the Thriller was awesome.
Still don't know what Ghirahim was doing there, but I don't really care—he made the number like 200% better.
And on the bright side, MAPLE SUGAR!
my current job
Be lucky you didn't get the nickname "Iron-bringer." Bloody plate damn near got us killed!
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
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{Gasps} Language! Don't you remember what happened to the dragons?!
Edited by BOOM-Fanfic-a-latta on Oct 13th 2019 at 6:22:37 AM
I have seen the amateur, and it is me.
They all got slaughtered, but some Solomon Grundy-looking idiot survived. Nobody could take him seriously because he was always flailing his arms around all over the place.
I hope you get tiny bits of eggshell in all your omelettes for the rest of your life!
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At least Bowser found a new Arm Flailing buddy
You Could Use some Imagination
Too bad they discontinued that sport from the olympics. Now what are they supposed to do to supplement income. Kidnapping princesses doesn't pay the bills.
"Hope for our world, tragedy for another."
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Last I heard, they took up professional Go Fish
And no, it's not gambling. It's more like professional Calvinball than anything, from what I've seen on the network
It's confusing, to say the most
Edited by BOOM-Fanfic-a-latta on Oct 13th 2019 at 8:26:34 AM
I have seen the amateur, and it is me.
The only reason it's called "Calvinball" is because the PTC complained when someone mentioned "Numberwang". The under-18 boys crowd found it hilarious, though.
I hope you get tiny bits of eggshell in all your omelettes for the rest of your life!
But didn't all of them get arrested in 1999? Except for Bob.
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I thought Bob was the Chu-chu. Remember, he helped us break into the house in the first place?
Could be wrong, though
Or maybe they're both named Bob?
You Could Use some Imagination
We'll never know now because Bob perished in the attempt.
"Hope for our world, tragedy for another."
Writing is Hard
RIP Bob (the Chu-chu)
????-2019
He died helping us get into the house
He was the best Chu-chu
RIP Bob (the Human)
????-2019
At least he didn't go to jail
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Sorry! Didn't mean to...I'll stop posting for a bit
Edited by BOOM-Fanfic-a-latta on Oct 14th 2019 at 10:28:29 AM
Could you please look up that for the DOB? You'll get fired! Remember that cookie shop?
Boom, could you stop sandwich posting?
Will D. Downing
Remember it? I'd like nothing better than to forget about it. You and your impromptu road-trips. Next time, make it somewhere north of the Mason-Dixon.
I'd rather be known as a "wrong 'un" than a "right one".
I have seen the amateur, and it is me.
"Dixon?" "Dick, son?" You Fool! Do you want this site to get nuked again? For the third time?
I hope you get tiny bits of eggshell in all your omelettes for the rest of your life!
...So that's why there was so much red fur everywhere...
...You know, I think Blue was there too, come to think of it. I'm pretty sure I spotted a Clue or two.