Non-Mod Talk - Only for non-mods III

[LocoRoco]

Nice.....You seem to post about Caspian a lot....

 

[lieke]

Who put in the 'no cookies for mods' tag, and ruined the 'if you're proud to be a non mod clap your hands' thingy?

 

[LocoRoco]

It could of been me....oops!!

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Nice.....You seem to post about Caspian a lot....

Caspian VI= only surviving member of a litter of four kittens. Three have died he is the only one left.

So tis why.

And he hangs on doors when you open them.

 

[LocoRoco]

Poor kitties....

Wow....He hangs onto doors....Have you ever trapped him before???

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Poor kitties....

Wow....He hangs onto doors....Have you ever trapped him before???

he is an outside kitten.

 

[Lucy but Taller]

*pt*

ten thingy.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

tac nettik regit noil

 

[LocoRoco]

I still dont know of an animal that makes that noise...

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

I still dont know of an animal that makes that noise...

IT IS NOT A NOISE!!!!!!!!!!

oy

 

[LocoRoco]

No it's kitten spelt backwards....

 

[Miss Freckles]

oh, look, a fridge full of hobnobs. i wonder who would put hobnobs in a fridge?

*waits for whb to come and admire pretty hobnobs*

*slams fridge door*

(so much for non-mods who can't do anything about mods posting in the mod-talk... it might not have much style but it's effective... )

 

[Sopespian]

If the mods are truly as virtous and upstanding as they like us to believe, they won't bother us here.

 

[Lossëndil]

*duct-tapes random mod to train*

 

[Sopespian]

I don't believe it; non-mod talk is back! Post-holyboy-era-members unite!

 

[GondorGirl]

*comes into fridge*

 

[Glenburne]

*wants to put duct-tape on hobnobs in fridge*

 

[Glenburne]

*duct-tapes...something*

 

[Lossëndil]

Evil evil evil mods.
If I were a mod, I'd delete that "making fun of . . . " thread.

*eats mods*

 

[Glenburne]

Anybody who eats mods is sure to get a stomachache...

*ambulance arrives* *paramedic gets out*
Paramedic: You called about a case of poison?
Original Self: Yes. Lossëndil, she--well--you better see for yourself.
Paramedic: *sees Lossy lying unconscious* What on earth did she eat? A whale? Her stomach is so swollen...
Original Self: Of course she didn't eat a whale. When those things drop from the sky, they hit the ground and stay there for a while--you know, it breaks the three-second rule--
Paramedic: So...
Original Self: So, Lossy ate the mods.
Paramedic: You're asking me to treat a cannibal.
Original Self: We-ll, equality for all, you know...