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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 10:41 pm
by Cameraman Jenn
Jackyl attack...
P.S. High Lord Tolkien wrote :
That's not me then, because I was glad you were gone you damn Linden lover.
on another thread and on this one :
Why do you hate me so much? Have I done something cruel to you that I am unaware of?
Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 11:32 pm
by sgt.null
I still love you Jenn!
Krakotoa of the bowels.
Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 11:59 pm
by drew
Lisping person stands directly in from of him, then recites Lord Byron's Prisoner of Chillon (an Epic Poem), and ends up drowning him with syliva
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:12 am
by Gil galad
Mantis attack
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:13 am
by Cameraman Jenn
Nosebleeds
And I know you love me Sarge, just don't know why HLT hates me so much.
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:14 am
by Gil galad
Everyone loves you Jenn, clothes on or not...
Opossum scratch to the throat
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:24 am
by drew
Place him inbetween a mother bear and her cub.
Oh, and Jenn...it's just Breast envy from HLT.
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:27 am
by Gil galad
Quick thrust to the heart
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:27 am
by Cameraman Jenn
Queer eye for the straight guy gang bang....
well, I guess not everyone has to love me....
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:28 am
by Gil galad
Rear end raider attack
not at the same time anyway Jenn
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:32 am
by drew
Sadly, the car thief died of embarasemnt, when he took the car to a chop-shop and his buddies saw all of Waddley (**ahem**) personal hygene items in the front seat.
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:35 am
by Cameraman Jenn
Tormented by guilt and demons
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:56 am
by Cameraman Jenn
Uttering the words of the Ritual of Desecration.
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 3:46 am
by Gil galad
Violined to death
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 3:54 am
by Waddley
Wildly flinging himself into a pit of screaming myspace-deprived high school emo kids...
drew wrote:Sadly, the car thief died of embarasemnt, when he took the car to a chop-shop and his buddies saw all of Waddley (**ahem**) personal hygene items in the front seat.
You rock
(except for the chop-shop thing... I'm going to go cry myself to sleep...
)
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 4:14 am
by Gil galad
xray guns to the face
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:57 am
by sgt.null
yeats infections
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 1:44 pm
by DukkhaWaynhim
infected with old poetry? Priceless
Zone-implants, with Waddley at the controls?
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 4:18 pm
by Cameraman Jenn
Arachnid attack.
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 4:23 pm
by A Gunslinger
Buttocks infection