original food fight thread

[Nixy]

Clean up crew???? NOT LIKELY!

*hurls week old spaghetti and meat balls into Prof's hair*

 

[Professur]

*Clean up crew member valiantly hurls himself into the line of fire*

Na na. Missed me.

* Snaps a wet towel at Nixy's butt.

 

[Nixy]

*fires the clean up crew*

*throws moldy cream cheese at Prof*

*cheese hits Prof in the face*

 

[Professur]

Nixy, please keep your dirty panties to yourself.

 

[Aunty M]

Hey Nixy, if you've got some vintage stilton or some mature chedder there just lob it in this direction, it'll go well with some crackers and a nice bottle of port...

"Hey Prof catch this!"

*Lobs some jelly is Profs direction...

"You want cream with that?"

*aims the squirty cream in Profs direction.

"That'll teach you to mess with us girls....there's 2 week old mushy peas and faggots where that came from too...."

 

[Nixy]

Sorry Auntie...all cheese for consumption must pass through the owner of all cheese (fury) first...

*hits prof in the head with a huge salami*

 

[Professur]

* wonders why the salami smells like trout

 

[Nixy]

*storms off to get her bf to kick Prof's ass*

 

[Professur]

* spray's nixy back with sour milk.


Oh My God. Nixy's white shirt turned transparent when it got wet. Don't turn around, Nixy. Don't turn around. Run, Run.

 

[Nixy]

Since you sprayed my BACK me turning around wouldn't do anything!!!

 

[Professur]

If you say so. It's entirely your call.

 

[Nixy]

Hell, I'd walk around topless if the company was right so what do I care anyway???

 

[Professur]

Well, there's just you and me. Who else do we need?

 

[Noite Escura]

Go ahead, make believe I'm not here

 

[Aunty M]

 

[fury]

Hell, I'd walk around topless if the company was right so what do I care anyway???

Well, I'm company, and I'm often right, so...

 

[leslie]

I'm always right, and I'm very nearby...so...

 

[Professur]

I think I nearly married you.

 

[Nixy]

Who? Me or Les?

 

[Professur]

Pleeuse. You might have made a cute flowergirl, but you were a little young when I got married. You still had a little thing called puberty to deal with at the time. But I'm flattered, really I am.

I was referring to Les (as you might have guessed by now) and her being Always Right. You might remember my old sig was

"I married Mrs Right. I just didn't know her first name was Always"

But if I ever get divorced and want to run around with a girl half my age, you'll be the first one I call. Well, maybe second. There's this cute little number up the road. Or the girl at work. Maybe Helen at TDI.

I'll get back to you.