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Happy Birthday Payne!

Started by Pope Pixie Pickle, October 19, 2011, 12:48:05 PM

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Payne

Quote from: Donald Coyote on October 19, 2011, 11:26:08 PM
Quote from: Luna on October 19, 2011, 11:19:36 PM
Quote from: Donald Coyote on October 19, 2011, 11:18:17 PM
I AM DRINKING A SHOT OF FERMENTED MT DEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...  HOW TO FERMENT MT DEW??

1. BOIL IT!!!!

2. ADD YEAST!!!!!

3. ???

4. PROFIT??

MY FRIEND THE GOOD DEACON MATTHEW OF CARLTON WOULD AGREE.

ACCEPTABLE.

Epimetheus

In your honor I will swallow a small dog live and whole, eject the result into orbit, and as the first to discover this astronomical object I will name it Granny Payne's Wednesday Surprise.
POST-SINGULARITY POCKET ORGASM TOAD OF RIGHTEOUSNESS

Payne

Quote from: Egad Zounds on October 19, 2011, 11:56:47 PM
In your honor I will swallow a small dog live and whole, eject the result into orbit, and as the first to discover this astronomical object I will name it Granny Payne's Wednesday Surprise.

BIRTHDAY OVER, APPLICATIONS TO JOIN MY UNHOLY HEAVENLY CHOIR NO LONGER ACCEPTED, TRY NEXT YEAR ASSHOLE.

Epimetheus

Quote from: The Good Reverend Payne on October 20, 2011, 09:07:55 AM
Quote from: Egad Zounds on October 19, 2011, 11:56:47 PM
In your honor I will swallow a small dog live and whole, eject the result into orbit, and as the first to discover this astronomical object I will name it Granny Payne's Wednesday Surprise.

BIRTHDAY OVER, APPLICATIONS TO JOIN MY UNHOLY HEAVENLY CHOIR NO LONGER ACCEPTED, TRY NEXT YEAR ASSHOLE.

MOTHERFUCKER
I WILL GET INTO THAT CHOIR IF I HAVE TO STAB MY WAY IN
POST-SINGULARITY POCKET ORGASM TOAD OF RIGHTEOUSNESS

Payne

Quote from: Egad Zounds on October 20, 2011, 09:08:56 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Payne on October 20, 2011, 09:07:55 AM
Quote from: Egad Zounds on October 19, 2011, 11:56:47 PM
In your honor I will swallow a small dog live and whole, eject the result into orbit, and as the first to discover this astronomical object I will name it Granny Payne's Wednesday Surprise.

BIRTHDAY OVER, APPLICATIONS TO JOIN MY UNHOLY HEAVENLY CHOIR NO LONGER ACCEPTED, TRY NEXT YEAR ASSHOLE.

MOTHERFUCKER
I WILL GET INTO THAT CHOIR IF I HAVE TO STAB MY WAY IN

LOL

Cainad (dec.)

I totally missed this thread, but it seems that I accidentally drank a beer in Payne's honor yesterday.

I also have sacrificed doing necessary laundry as of Tuesday, due to a broken washing machine. :sad:

Nephew Twiddleton

Strange and Terrible Organ Laminator of Yesterday's Heavy Scene
Sentence or sentence fragment pending

Soy El Vaquero Peludo de Oro

TIM AM I, PRIMARY OF THE EXTRA-ATMOSPHERIC SIMIANS

Payne


Payne

Quote from: Cainad on October 20, 2011, 12:57:06 PM
I totally missed this thread, but it seems that I accidentally drank a beer in Payne's honor yesterday.

I also have sacrificed doing necessary laundry as of Tuesday, due to a broken washing machine. :sad:

Broken washing machines are a sign of devilish possession.

I recommend exorcism via the Rite of Glenfiddich.

ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞

Quote from: Cainad on October 20, 2011, 12:57:06 PM
I totally missed this thread, but it seems that I accidentally drank a beer in Payne's honor yesterday.

Me too, except instead of beer it was half a bottle of gin.

I sacrificed my entire day instead of catching up on school work.
P E R   A S P E R A   A D   A S T R A

Payne

Quote from: Net on October 20, 2011, 07:29:12 PM
Quote from: Cainad on October 20, 2011, 12:57:06 PM
I totally missed this thread, but it seems that I accidentally drank a beer in Payne's honor yesterday.

Me too, except instead of beer it was half a bottle of gin.

I sacrificed my entire day instead of catching up on school work.


That smells of victory.