In the name of Dob...I declare war on this forum!!!

[Dob Bole]

*begins blasting 50 rockets bought from England from my religious car after turning gay*

Take that suckers!!!

[SOteric]

1. Oh Phurfoo.

Yer rockets ain't got nothin' on yak-flatulence. :P

[Dob Bole]

2. Ha!

My religious car runs on yak flatulence. It's better than fossil fuels.

[SOteric]

4. Darn!

I thought that wuz yer cologne!

[MisterP]

3. "date of birth"?!

[leftist_rebel1569]

5. I deflect the rockets

with my bare hands. Oh, expect to see an airborne shipment of 50 rockets soon...park your religious car underneath them to catch them before the local kids steal them! :P

[Dob Bole]

6. That's it!

*begins arming Yak of Mass Destruction*

[SOteric]

8. Run for it, lefty!!

He's loading that thing with yak-patties!

[leftist_rebel1569]

10. oh shizzy....

(running away) I'll get you someday, Dob Bole....

Oh wait...I still have my secret weapon...a 50-foot tall kitten! GO, KITTY, GO!

[SOteric]

11. Can your 50-foot tall kitty

perform arial acrobatic feats such as seen in the film "Hidden Dragon, Crouching Poo-Flinger?"

-And will we be able to bury Dob Bole under a flaming pile of yak-dung and righteous indignation?

Tune in again next week for the continuing saga of "*sniff* Hey! Smells Like Jersey!"

[IIgnoreNobody]

7. Fades into the scenery (you'll hear from me)

[roughsatori]

9. LMAO

[SOteric]

12. Kick - In the interest of

lightening us all up.


No, not