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Mmm, I guess I'll have to dust off the old gibberish grenades.

Mr Fhtagn wrote:Mmm, I guess I'll have to dust off the old gibberish grenades.

Gibberish? What gibberish? All I've been seeing around here is perfectly normal English.

Now if you want me to demonstrate gibberish, I can do that:
Tarngalamantir evidoranistom, dranslec nivimtonidril, enoristiv treblenestorz.

See, gibberish... well, okay, so not anymore...

*pokes his head out of the fort ... sopping wet and partially wrapped in soggy TP*

(In a slightly sardonic voice)*cough* Yes it did, thankyou m'lady ... allow me to properly express my gratitude at your method of rescue.

*kicks down the wall of the fort, revealing that the fort was constructed AROUND THE GARDEN HOSE!* 8)

Mwahahahahahaha!!! :D:D:lol:

*Walks up with a bucket of water and the other end of the hose* Sorry, I had to take the hose off to fill my bucket!

*splutters* What the- how did you manage to penetrate the security of my stronghold!

Simple, you were looking the other way!

BlasTech wrote:*pokes his head out of the fort ... sopping wet and partially wrapped in soggy TP*

(In a slightly sardonic voice)*cough* Yes it did, thankyou m'lady ... allow me to properly express my gratitude at your method of rescue.

*kicks down the wall of the fort, revealing that the fort was constructed AROUND THE GARDEN HOSE!* 8)

Mwahahahahahaha!!! :D:D:lol:

Hey, now! Are you free, or aren't you? I mean, what did you expect, that we'd somehow find a way to break into your most secure of strongholds to untie you when at any moment that toilet paper roll could just follow us in and tie us up, too? Then all of us would be stuck! Our method allowed us to keep a constant watch and have a ready defence throughout our entire rescue operation. Really, it was the most strategically sensible thing to do.

... ... Okay, so it was a whole lot more fun, as well. What can I say?

fusion wrote:*Walks up with a bucket of water and the other end of the hose* Sorry, I had to take the hose off to fill my bucket!

Excellent, excellent. I must thank you, sir.
(Though I should add that if that water ends up on me... *gives fusion a warning look*)

* paw still waving from the bathroom door *

Uhh, guys? (emphasis on guys) A little help here please?

Well, I guess I could use Q-tips, but that would probably clog the john...

* Suddenly a horde of screaming cotton swabs erupts through the minimally open door *

* SIGH *

Maybe I'll just take a shower...

fusion wrote:Simple, you were looking the other way!

I have got to remember to put a lock on that mattress:P:D

Wayfarer wrote:They can stand still and cringe if they want. I automatically start pelting you with green jello.
But then, at 20, I guess I don't technically count as a kid.
(But I still won't admit to being an adult, so there. )

M'Lady.....at 55 I refuse to admit that I'm an adult!!

"Growing old is mandatory....growing UP is optional" I may have grown older, but I refuse to grow up.

S'aaruuk

Wayfarer wrote:(Though I should add that if that water ends up on me... *gives fusion a warning look*)

Don't worry about that. *makes a sudden move to splash Btech, but ends up getting self instead*
...

Anyway, I must add that my mind is also in Never Never Land!

*Glances up at fusion with the brim of his sopping wet hat sagging down around his head*

Hrmmph, one more bucket of water really wont make any more difference

Anywhoo, TBolt still looks like he's in trouble, any ideas on how we can rescue him? preferably whilst also keeping our sense of smell intact?

*brings TBolt a stack of leaves he got from the woodlot.*

Says, "here you go man. I hope this will help."

Asks BlasTech on the way out, "I forget, does poinson Ivy have 3 leaf clusters or 4?"

Guys. *sigh*
Hey, Meline, c'mere, I've got an idea.
*Meline flutters over and Wayfarer whispers something to her. Meline grins widely and nods.*
Okay, I'll go talk to the toilet paper roll.
*She flits off.*
Psttt, guys, go with this.
*Meline is soon seen flying back, six toilet paper rolls following and then passing her in a fury. They set upon Kahlin, fusion, and Wayfarer, intent upon tying them up.*

Sqqqbl! Ghaaaah! Jktklibbraztgwudj!

Run in circles!

*bats a roll away with his staff*

"Go with this? ... i do NOT want to be turned into pharoh tolietpapermun again!" X.x

Jaydub wrote:*brings TBolt a stack of leaves he got from the woodlot.*

Says, "here you go man. I hope this will help."

Asks BlasTech on the way out, "I forget, does poinson Ivy have 3 leaf clusters or 4?"

Auuugh! My Paw! The itchiness, the blisterines the hives The humanity!!! I may need additional help here! Where?s the calamine and Fels-Naptha soap?

* sounds of rummaging emanate from behing the door, these increase to an intense struggle *

WOO HOO! VICTORY IS MINE!!!

Lo it tried to hide from its destiny. Yea though it put forth a valiant effort. Huzzah! For I have won the prize, the last roll of Presidential Green Recycled toilet paper!

* The strains of Breakin? the Law can be heard through the bathroom door. But the lyrics have been slightly altered... *

Wipin? my can, Wipin? my can... Na, Na, Na, Na, Wipin? my can, Wipin? my can...

* Emerges triumphantly from the bathroom, one hand bandaged, and looking slightly thinner *

* Starts doing the happy dance *

I feel good... Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, You know that I would... Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na,

So good,.. So good,... I done... WOW!



I think it?s time to go get some more food, anybody up for rootbeer floats?

*Wayfarer hears the "celebration" coming from the direction of the bathroom behind her, closes her eyes and shakes her head. She would put a hand to her face, but is by this time half toilet paper-tied, and can no longer move her arms.*
Really, Tbolt, you could've told us you had another roll in there!
*She looks up at Meline with a sigh.*
Well, this is no longer necessary. Call them off.
*Meline nods and calls to the toilet paper rolls*
Hey, you lot, never mind tying them up. Come here!
*The toilet paper rolls cease attacking and zip over to where Meline is fluttering in front of the front door.*
Okay, you're safe now - you're no longer needed. But the deal still stands: do you want to stay or go?
*The six dash over to the front door, paper-tails fluttering behind them. Meline opens the door, and in seconds they can be seen from the asylum windows, flying off down the hill.

Wayfarer, who has in the meantime worked her arms free, sits on the floor mostly unwrapped, folding the length of toilet paper as she goes.*

BlasTech wrote:"Go with this? ... i do NOT want to be turned into pharoh tolietpapermun again!" X.x

Oh, for goodness' sake, Kahlin, come on! It's not like you would've been tied up for long! I had things completely worked out. We would get paper-mummied, and then Meline would get rid of the rolls by letting them run away. No more worrying about animate toilet paper rolls attacking us. Then Meline would've come and helped us get free, and we would be left with three significant lengths of inanimate toilet paper - well, less in yours and and fusion's case, because much of it would've been ruined by how wet you two were - but in any case we would've then been able to figure out a way to get some toilet paper to Tbolt at our leisure. Oh, and as a bonus, you would've been a good deal drier by now!

See! I think these things through. But does anyone trust me? NOOOOOO!!

we are wierd

If you'd used the garden hose properly, TBolt wouldn't have had to recycle a dollar bill!!!

And, by the way... Let's hope this one flushes down and stays down. We don't want a repeat of that... incident... with raccoons... and a plunger...