shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

You've been voted off the island, bro. -makes a shooing gesture-

-leeeeaaaaans forward to start taking her shoes off-

 

My bro Marcus made a keg!
#_#
[He points, vaguely, in the direction of the keg.]

 

*Cronus gets a spiky codpiece to the thigh and SCREAMS.*

 

Yay! -helps herself. offer a flask in exchange-
No bogz.

 

-Mirrors immediately heads over, giving it a sniff- Hah, iz de veak schtoff. Dun vorry, hy mek eet better!
-he starts pulling bottles and jars of stuff out of apparently nowhere and adding them to the keg-

 

Scanner, he's ignooooring me.

 

>_<

The more you drink, the less it hurts.
@_@
[He pushes the vodka in to Cronus's hands. It fixes everything!]

 

*Oh, damn, where'd that colorfully decorated big enough for a human cannon come from?*

Forget the oppression olympics, this is the oppression CIRCUS!

 

the pain. i dont think im going to make it. i see a light.

tell my favorite hooker i love her.

 

Oh shit yes.

 

Dots how hyu do eet!

 

If I can find your sister, I will.
#_#
@_@
^_^

 

-Mirrors presents her with a cup- Hy vont first taste? -he's grinning-

 

dont do this to me, mate. im on my DEATHBED and you just have to get in one last crack, eh?

 

-knocks it back- Yaz goot! Vould be better mit bogz bot den der humanz get fossy.

 

Listen, you set yourself up for that one. I can't help it! It's like a disease.
;_;
^_^

 

-leans in and whispers, not actually very quietly- Haz got! Iz chust all ground oop verra smoll zo humanz neffer notice.

 

i need you to scatter my ashes at up-dog.

 

I might need to do it at Bofa.

 

-smacks him gently- Und now hyu make me a liar!