oooh my gosh Jureal   LOL
*gentle pat*

If you are mistaken and think that "Bob" is a commoner name and not something highly significant, I implore you to educate yourself by visiting the Church of the Subgenius

http://www.subgenius.com/

Posted By wscott81 on 12/12/2006 3:58 PM
Dhry As Much as I used to Watch G4 i should slap you ! lol IT WAS Tech TV then it became Crap I sadly remeber her on G4 and i don't have cable anymore !

Lol and if you look @ The File Format it's QUICKTIME!!

I used to watch it every now and then as well (before my tried the 'Out with the Geek' campaign - which has simply driven it underground). But I thought that was funny (and I bet it at least got a chuckle out of you - despite all the playa' hatin')!


And good catch on the Quicktime format - see? We're a kinder, gentler company than we used to be. Lord knows the evangelists we employ have gotten gentler on the eyes, too!

Zelda Rules,
Bob is fine,
PIE needs to DIE!!!!!

HAIL THE LEGION OF BROWNIES!!

HAIL THE LEGION OF BROWNIES!!

AGREED!!!! HAIL!! HAIL!!!

Depends on the type of brownies - Are these standard cooking skill brownies? Or do they require a skil in herbalism?

Pie is just good, clean, wholesome food. Nobody ever expects it to laced with illicit substances.

Brownies on the other hand ... the first thing people do is make some wise-crack about "herbs" in the batch :-)

Tref is the leader of "The Pie Federation" ,.. come, my fellow Legion of Brownies, we must use our wits and smarts to bar this ... this.... bald fiend! To arms! Man the brownie mix! Load the fudge! ... dont forget the cows!

*Tref eyes Way across the dusty street, licks his parched lips and doesn't even flinch as a drunken cowpoke is thrown through the doors of the rowdy, wild west saloon behind him. Way spots Tref and they stare each other down like two samurai. Tref tips back his sombrero, brushes back his poncho and exposes crossed ammo belts with a fried pie in each holster. Tref speaks with a quiet grit*

Go ahead Wayanaru... make the first move. You and your Legion of Brownies don't frighten me.

*The rest of the busy townsfolk all run into the nearest doorways and take cover.  Somewhere in the distance, a coyote howls*

*note this Thread has Now Been Hijacked*

Wayanoru stands staring back at Tref, eyes, glaring, squinting in the high noon light. Neither notice the tumbleweed that skitters between them. Wayanoru reaches to his side, armed, ready in his holster, lies the Legendary Brownie Box. The two square off to the fight of the century!

*western Music plays in the background*

From a Clint Eastwood movie no less..

Molt proceeds to the center of town. Glancing slowly left, then right, he nods in approval. From the folds of his long Cenarion Vestments he produces two Easy Bake Ovens and places them gently on the ground. Raising his mighty Staff of Dominance he takes 3 steps back. Tref and Way's eyes glaze over in anticipation as Molt drops his staff and roars....BAKE!!!

Oh noes - a bake off...suddenly, the street fills with Res members snapping their fingers...

*Tref darts into the general store and emerges moments later with a bushel basket of fruit perched on his smooth shaved head, and a sack of flour and sugar under each arm*

Tref screams "GET ME SOME BUTTER!!!!"

*Tref sprints furiously toward his easy bake oven, throws the supplies to the ground and reaches for his ammo belts.  He pulls out a spice jar and a small tin of baking powder*

:'( cant we all just get along? Maybe Link should join Bob and he Can paint some happy little bushes behind a water fall for Link to jump out of and kill Ganondorf or w/e his name is then he can darw a flute so i can make Link play that awsome Zelda's lulluby...then Mybe he will draw some pie so that Wayanoru can destroy them and then Make some happy brownies...does that sound good? :-D

*Jureal churns butter furiously by the steps of the general store. Finally, after hours of vigorous pumping the butter is done. As Jureal is handing the freshly churned butter to Tref, it seems as though the heavens have split in half. From the rift in the sky above a great ray of light is released, shining down upon Tref and his oven.*

Jureal reverently speaks up "Seems the pie gods are looking upon you today, great pastry master."

*Rikuu stands close by Tref's side, he's full of disbelief and unsure why he's been dragged into a wild-west theme bake-off. Just then, the light over comes him; his blood is boiling. Suddenly, Rikuu's body is engulfed in flame and soon falls to the ground motionless and charred.*

Saddened by what he's just witnessed, Jureal reminds himself never to question great pie gods or the ancient ways of the bake-off.

GO PIES GO!

hey Jureal and I get a rez over here?? jeez...laaazyy

In combat, sorry.