Merry Cursemas!

[Eater of Clowns]

Blight - I curse you to define recursion without first defining recursion.

Richter - I curse you to use the bastard word normalcy instead of the righteous normality.

Niamh - You are cursed to cook dried hominy rather than canned.

Charley - For three days whenever you look in a mirror, your reflection will refuse to make eye contact.

Cramulus - You shall not know bacon.  Whenever bacon is mentioned, you will have no idea what it is; you've never heard of it before, even if you are eating it at that moment.

Sigmatic - You can only communicate through stop-motion LEGO short films.

Jenne - I curse you to read this thread title as Cherry Mursemas, wondering silently what a murse is.

Fred - You are cursed with feeling peanut butter stuck to the roof of your mouth though none is there.

Phox - You know where Carmen Sandiego is.  You will always know.

Requia - SCARVES EVERYWHERE.

Hover Cat - Until midnight, Able/Peleus/Yatto is perfectly comprehensible.  Everyone else you will read as though they are Able/Peleus/Yatto.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

EoC- I curse you to smell an unidentifiable but unpleasant smell for the next 72 hours. This will occur gradually, only noticing in a couple of hours. You will eventually realize it's on you. You will not be able to wash it off. It will just disappear on its own. Other people can smell it too.

[The Wizard]

Cram, I curse to always taste everything as if it was over seasoned and badly burnt.

Blight-I curse you to have a personal soundtrack going on in your head, consisting entirely of Bieber  and J-Pop

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Cram, I curse to always taste everything as if it was over seasoned and badly burnt.

Blight-I curse you to have a personal soundtrack going on in your head, consisting entirely of Bieber  and J-Pop

Semaj, I curse you to speak like a Canadian

[The Wizard]

Semaj, I curse you to speak like a Canadian

Too late. Born with that curse.

[Richter]

Eater of Clowns : I curse you with a greater Fall River accent!

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Semaj, I curse you to speak like a Canadian

Too late. Born with that curse.

Then I curse you to... um... I don't know.

[Phox]

EoC: I curse you to lose your creativity for a period of time that is just unbearable enough.

[Eater of Clowns]

EoC: I curse you to lose your creativity for a period of time that is just unbearable enough.

Dammit, Phox, 24 year retroactive curses ARE NOT COOL.

[Phox]

EoC: I curse you to lose your creativity for a period of time that is just unbearable enough.

Dammit, Phox, 24 year retroactive curses ARE NOT COOL.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

EoC: I curse you to lose your creativity for a period of time that is just unbearable enough.

Dammit, Phox, 24 year retroactive curses ARE NOT COOL.

You got some of it on me too when it was on the way. Just look at how I had no comeback for Semaj.

[Phox]

EoC: I curse you to lose your creativity for a period of time that is just unbearable enough.

Dammit, Phox, 24 year retroactive curses ARE NOT COOL.

You got some of it on me too when it was on the way. Just look at how I had no comeback for Semaj.

That one wasn't me. You're just going to happen to think about me during sex for next 5 years, despite me only specifying the next time. Be glad I didn't include masturbating in the curse.... you'd never be rid of me. 

[Nephew Twiddleton]

EoC: I curse you to lose your creativity for a period of time that is just unbearable enough.

Dammit, Phox, 24 year retroactive curses ARE NOT COOL.

You got some of it on me too when it was on the way. Just look at how I had no comeback for Semaj.

That one wasn't me. You're just going to happen to think about me during sex for next 5 years, despite me only specifying the next time. Be glad I didn't include masturbating in the curse.... you'd never be rid of me. 

[The Wizard]

Phox-I curse you so that clowns will find themselves obsessively attracted to you.



This type of clown.

[Phox]

Phox-I curse you so that clowns will find themselves obsessively attracted to you.



This type of clown.

That's not really a curse.  Now if it had been the guys from ICP...

But nevertheless, I curse you with an insatiable desire for storebrand poptarts. The chocolate flavored ones.