the ^ < V game

[Headsprouter]

^ I'd get melted by the ice packs.

< Maybe I should have a shower...maybe I'm putting something off again.

V Scrw vwls.

 

[Dr.Susse]

^Dm Strght!

< Now using vowels again

V A fan of summer.

 

[deserteagleeye]

^ Garlic

< Trolls you so hard.

V Can't even walk a mile in my shoes.

 

[UltraDeth]

^ Why would I walk, when I can drive?

< AutoSaving...

V Build a Tele-Sentry

 

[Barbas]

^ *Dial-up sounds*

< *Clang, clang, clang*

v Sometimes, you just need a little more

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.

 

[Headsprouter]

^ Yes, it definitely adds a bounce to your REDACTED.

< Indecisive.

V Can read palms.

 

[Fijiman]

^ Only when there's something written on them.

< Meh.

V I see your

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and raise you

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.

 

[Barbas]

^ Let me see this

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...*Examines with a microscope*...

< So if I poke here, it should...

v Ah, yes! This is proper

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. Yes, this is acceptable. Will you take uranium or AKs?

 

[DotSlash]

^ I'll take a mix of both.

< Never a bad option.

V 2spooky4me.

 

[Barbas]

^ Calm down, calm down!

< *Secretly fans the flames*

v He called you a butt-face!

 

[UltraDeth]

^ 34 Lives left

< Since when have extra lives been obsolete?

V Are you too sexy for me?

 

[Barbas]

^ Probably, given that I am too sexy for clothes.

< Boy, it sure is cold in here.

v What's that you've got there?

 

[DotSlash]

^ -shoves it behind my back- Nothin' you need to worry about.

< Nonchalant whistling intensifies

V What you lookin at?

 

[Headsprouter]

^ RAHGHARHA! *Rips the nearest person to sherds*

< Ermagerd! Sherds!

V In the mood for a heist.

 

[Barbas]

^ GET THE FOOK DOWN!

< Sixty seconds!

v Bulldozer!

 

[Headsprouter]

^ I prefer the term DOOM DOZER.

< Let's yell at people!

V It's Flubber!

 

[Neuromancer]

^ No it's Zac.

< Zac Claude.

v Arnold Stallone?

 

[Barbas]

^ No, they are not here at the moment can I take a massage?

< More tea.

v Do you even Dark Souls? 'Cos I don't.

 

[Neuromancer]

^ Neither do I.

< So hold your head up high, forgotten man.

v Tommorow's not for me and you.

 

[Headsprouter]

^ I hate going to new places, alone, so I don't mind.

< HELL.

V Can't we be friends?