Throw Something at the Person Above

[Tef]

Reality does bite, but doesn't reality hits you hard (bro) first before reality bites you?

Throws George Lindell's (y'know, the funny over dramatic guy /watch?v=FaB5u0XyiTk ) van at Icey.

[professor whovianart]

while still in a coma like state, i get hungry and see some religious fish floating by, so i 'monch monch' eat them, and now am THROWING and spluttering out scriptures forth, hitting and smiting all that get audibly touched by blessed words.





and for the record, i do just make these up as i write along.

[Kayell]

o.O *throws a half eatten ham and dijon honey mustard sammich at* hehe

[professor whovianart]

i`ve been roused out of my coma like sleep because some horrible substance has come close to my nose, with closer inspection, it`s the mustard and ham stuck inside a half eaten sammich, which is a pseudo edible entity, being passed off as food to those that think mc. donalds actually serve food, for as we all know, they really serve 'soylent green', that`s right they serve ..... !

in response to this horrendous deed, i throw at kayell a large order (5 pounds.) of three week old fries with all the grease and fats still clinging on for dear life (if it can be called that).




everyone does know what soylent green is right?

[Tef]

Yeah, but it's not made of furries, but oh wait, that would be vore, and I'm not into that either way.

Either way, let me take a bit of a time warp and visit the Night Market in Richmond - returns back to the present day by throwing a large sockeye nailed to a cedar plank at the prof. Fresh catch from Steveston, so I've heard.

[Icey Dominus]

Throws the singing Elvis fish at everyone

[Kayell]

Knowing what it is he balls it up and adds the grease from the filters as a sticking agent to throw at icey x3

[Icey Dominus]

I dont understand that but okay lol
*grabs a base ball bat an smacks the mangled mess back at you*

[Mattfolx]

HIT THE DECK! *jumps to the ground, dodging the flying mess* TAKE....THAT! *throws a pie at Icey like a frisbee disc*

[Icey Dominus]

*eeps an grabs a shield protecting myself from the deadly lemon meringue pie! Jumpin through the air I throw a apple pie back at you*

[Tef]

*decides to head to the Canadian prairies and returns with a semi-melted pie made of snow of which I throw at Icey*

[Icey Dominus]

*eeps an hides under my sheild, grabs a mud pie and throws at Tef with a triumphant "HA! HA!!"

[professor whovianart]

this seems to havee turned into a:

"FOOD FIGHT"

i throw icey a large potfull of custard (his weakness, he come out to catch it), then i throw icey a larger pot of melted chocolate mixed with cake pieces, turning him into a very strangly shaped nanaimo bar.

then i throw at everyone a planetary sized pot of over cooked noodles for the win.

i now control the known spaghetty string universe, or so the theory goes, so dance my puppets, DANCE.



(oh, what have i done?, i know this will not end well for me) i use nothing to escape this time-line.

[Mattfolx]

Eat this...*throws some grass at Prof.*

No, No not the grass I'm blandly known for....I'm talking the grass that grows on yer lawn, which came from a lawn mower.....

[professor whovianart]

but alas for you, my minion like beings block youf bland grass from (ugh) lawns, they convert it all to that special grass, light it all on fire, and throw it all back to you   (your welcome high flyer).