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Jaime wrote:There needs to be more Aussies at this party!!! I'm having trouble getting people to understand me after a few drinks!

C'aaaaaaaarn maaaaates! Oi! There's gotta be more codgers out 'ere to knock some pales back with!

Shoot fahr an' save a match, I'll down some brews with ya'! (that is wut you sed, ain't it?)

Wow. Just found a rocket-powered bobsled that runs on fossil fuel. Now where do I put all this coal...?

Fenris wrote:Wow. Just found a rocket-powered bobsled that runs on fossil fuel. Now where do I put all this coal...?

Nathan's stocking, to hide the real present. Who brought the present?

Watcher55 wrote:Nathan's stocking, to hide the real present. Who brought the present?

I thought we were Nathan's present...after all, <hic> we're puttin' on a <hic> GREAT party, y'all!! Woooo!!

WHO STOLE MY LIGHTSABER?!?!?!

dios4vida wrote:WHO STOLE MY LIGHTSABER?!?!?!

My bad, thought it was a glowstick.

Fenris wrote:

dios4vida wrote:WHO STOLE MY LIGHTSABER?!?!?!

My bad, thought it was a glowstick.

Golly man! You cut Nathan's desk in half!

Hey y'all, stop with the glue and paper. We need it to put this thing back together.

Watcher55 wrote:Golly man! You cut Nathan's desk in half!

Hey y'all, stop with the glue and paper. We need it to put this thing back together.

No worries, I'm sure Cthulhu-Santa can give Nathan a new one for Christmas.

Fenris wrote:

Watcher55 wrote:Golly man! You cut Nathan's desk in half!

Hey y'all, stop with the glue and paper. We need it to put this thing back together.

No worries, I'm sure Cthulhu-Santa can give Nathan a new one for Christmas.

In exchange for like, someone's SOUL. Or the flesh of their first born.

IT'S NOT A CHRISTMAS PARTY UNTIL SOMEONE'S SOUL IS SOLD TO AN ELDER GOD. Whooo!

Sommer Leigh wrote:IT'S NOT A CHRISTMAS PARTY UNTIL SOMEONE'S SOUL IS SOLD TO AN ELDER GOD.

That certainly seems to be the motto of modern consumerism.

Oh look, Yog-Sothoth Ltd. sent a gift! Who's brave enough to open it?

Gift idea for Nathan (they're slingshot monkeys :)):

O.M.G.

I'm ordering a dozen of the orange monkeys NOW. Who cares about a materialistic, soul-sucking, overindulging self when the perfect gift is out there waiting for someone?

Cheekychook, those are the PERFECT gift for Nathan. I ordered a gross and rummaged through all the sofa cushions in the office for coins to pay for the express express express shipping.

Cthulhu put the desk back together for us. He did want a soul in exchange, but I convinced him to take a case of sugar-free peeps instead. After all, he's the one who said human souls taste just like peeps, and I kinda mentioned that the other edler gods were talking about him getting a little thick around the middle and going soft. Of course, I cannot guarantee that there isn't something in one of the drawers now designed to make Nathan go insane when he opens it, but no deal is perfect!

Margo wrote:Of course, I cannot guarantee that there isn't something in one of the drawers now designed to make Nathan go insane when he opens it, but no deal is perfect!

Mayhap a possessed slingshot monkey.

Watcher55 wrote:

Jaime wrote:There needs to be more Aussies at this party!!! I'm having trouble getting people to understand me after a few drinks!

C'aaaaaaaarn maaaaates! Oi! There's gotta be more codgers out 'ere to knock some pales back with!

Shoot fahr an' save a match, I'll down some brews with ya'! (that is wut you sed, ain't it?)

Maaaaate, I don't even know anymore! I've had way too many pales, and I can barely understand your Russian/Australian accent. XD . . .

*falls off chair*

Jaime wrote:
Maaaaate, I don't even know anymore! I've had way too many pales, and I can barely understand your Russian/Australian accent. XD . . .

*falls off chair*

*rights Jaime back into her chair. Props her against future falls.*

You know what would make this christmas celebration the best? *dreamy* Chestnuts roasting over an open fire, that's what. Who's with me? I'll make the kindling.