Re: The Inkslingers - The Season 5 Showdown!

by dawnsfire Thu May 27, 2010 3:52 am

THX1138 wrote:
dawnsfire wrote:*whistles softly* Who me?

pssst...anyone want to buy a crown?
My Queen is unduly proud of herself it seems, I can hear her cackling e'en now!

RM

I borrowed the turban from my cousin Dishwalla, who asked after you by the way. Seems he's got space in his hareem.

You know, I just find this crown on the ground, I need money...and here he is, picking on me! *presses hand to forehead dramatically, throws back crown* Ooops, didn't mean to hit you! Sorry! *bats eyes*

queen

And he (the unwashed oasis idiot) doesn't need me so long as he has Debera! Actually, I'm too good for him, so he can just go pound sand...

by THX1138 Thu May 27, 2010 5:19 am

dawnsfire wrote:
THX1138 wrote:
dawnsfire wrote:*whistles softly* Who me?

pssst...anyone want to buy a crown?
My Queen is unduly proud of herself it seems, I can hear her cackling e'en now!

RM

I borrowed the turban from my cousin Dishwalla, who asked after you by the way. Seems he's got space in his hareem.
You know, I just find this crown on the ground, I need money...and here he is, picking on me! *presses hand to forehead dramatically, throws back crown* Ooops, didn't mean to hit you! Sorry! *bats eyes*

yeah, go peddle that innocent act somewhere else sister, I'm onto you and I've got bunko on alert for any other royal headgear related thefts!

sherlock

RM

*And he (the unwashed oasis idiot) doesn't need me so long as he has Debera! Actually, I'm too good for him, so he can just go pound sand...

Well Dishwalla knows when he's not wanted, but for future reference he'd like it known that Deborah is perfectly happy to return to her place as queen of his hareem!

hey, I'm just the messenger...

by Turi ray of sunshine Thu May 27, 2010 5:23 am

Ok I can't help myself but ask King Robert

Is that adorably grumpy looking baby a relative of yours or did you find that online?

by THX1138 Thu May 27, 2010 5:35 am

Turi ray of sunshine wrote:Ok I can't help myself but ask King Robert

Is that adorably grumpy looking baby a relative of yours or did you find that online?

Turi! Ah, one would think that a child with that look could be a scion of my loins, or at least a scion of a scion, but nope. My good Queen sent me some hilarious baby pictures she got God only knows where and that one just makes me crack up.

king

RM

by Turi ray of sunshine Thu May 27, 2010 5:53 am

THX1138 wrote:
Turi ray of sunshine wrote:Ok I can't help myself but ask King Robert

Is that adorably grumpy looking baby a relative of yours or did you find that online?
Turi! Ah, one would think that a child with that look could be a scion of my loins, or at least a scion of a scion, but nope. My good Queen sent me some hilarious baby pictures she got God only knows where and that one just makes me crack up.

RM

It is a priceless shot!

by dawnsfire Thu May 27, 2010 6:09 am

THX1138 wrote:
dawnsfire wrote:
THX1138 wrote:
dawnsfire wrote:*whistles softly* Who me?

pssst...anyone want to buy a crown?
My Queen is unduly proud of herself it seems, I can hear her cackling e'en now!

RM

I borrowed the turban from my cousin Dishwalla, who asked after you by the way. Seems he's got space in his hareem.
You know, I just find this crown on the ground, I need money...and here he is, picking on me! *presses hand to forehead dramatically, throws back crown* Ooops, didn't mean to hit you! Sorry! *bats eyes*

yeah, go peddle that innocent act somewhere else sister, I'm onto you and I've got bunko on alert for any other royal headgear related thefts!

RM

*And he (the unwashed oasis idiot) doesn't need me so long as he has Debera! Actually, I'm too good for him, so he can just go pound sand...
Well Dishwalla knows when he's not wanted, but for future reference he'd like it known that Deborah is perfectly happy to return to her place as queen of his hareem!

hey, I'm just the messenger...

My apologies to Deborah for the misspelling! And she may keep the harem to herself...that is an honor I am more than happy to forego!

As for your crown, Majesty (she says in a voice dripping with icicles), I am hurt, nay--hurt and all amazed that thou wouldst think I should stoop so low as to take the very crown from thy head! Let thy "bunko" (whatsoever that may be) watch--they shall see naught but mine own innocence!

queen

by THX1138 Thu May 27, 2010 6:58 am

dawnsfire wrote:
THX1138 wrote:
dawnsfire wrote:
THX1138 wrote:
dawnsfire wrote:*whistles softly* Who me?

pssst...anyone want to buy a crown?
My Queen is unduly proud of herself it seems, I can hear her cackling e'en now!

RM

I borrowed the turban from my cousin Dishwalla, who asked after you by the way. Seems he's got space in his hareem.
You know, I just find this crown on the ground, I need money...and here he is, picking on me! *presses hand to forehead dramatically, throws back crown* Ooops, didn't mean to hit you! Sorry! *bats eyes*

yeah, go peddle that innocent act somewhere else sister, I'm onto you and I've got bunko on alert for any other royal headgear related thefts!

RM

*And he (the unwashed oasis idiot) doesn't need me so long as he has Debera! Actually, I'm too good for him, so he can just go pound sand...
Well Dishwalla knows when he's not wanted, but for future reference he'd like it known that Deborah is perfectly happy to return to her place as queen of his hareem!

hey, I'm just the messenger...
My apologies to Deborah for the misspelling! And she may keep the harem to herself...that is an honor I am more than happy to forego!

As for your crown, Majesty (she says in a voice dripping with icicles), I am hurt, nay--hurt and all amazed that thou wouldst think I should stoop so low as to take the very crown from thy head! Let thy "bunko" (whatsoever that may be) watch--they shall see naught but mine own innocence!

Hmmm *hums*
Walking down the street I chanced upon an aged man,
though merry we did meet, in parting I was wan,
for this old traveller had no shoes upon his feet,
and though wrapped in rags, were cracked and bleeding,
from the roads that they did meet.
Further down the road a pitied sight I see,
another traveller and a young one much like me,
he sat beside the road,
tin cup in hand outstreched,
no feet had he, nor legs below the knee, but he smiled all the same.

Know why he smiled? Pile a shoes at his feet all for sale, $5 a pair.

I'm just saying...

king

RM

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