Rolling on the ground with baldy

<OOC: Me too! Welcome aboard guys>
<SNIP>
Then reaches up and feels around his left cheek pouch, then his right
cheek pouch, finally pulling a very thin roll of duct tape and
casually starts taping his golf club back togehter when with a
loud... 'Skkkriiitch'... He runs out of duct tape before he can
finish his repair.
The voluminous hamster merely stares at the empty circular cardboard
tube in total disbelief, before letting out a long
anguished "NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOooooooooooo!!!!!" as the rest of the
church explodes in the background.
<END SNIP>
"Cerebrum." said Havoc.
"Yes?"
"Two questions. 1) How do you deal with a hamster panic attack, and 2) Where
the hell is the haggis?"
"What, he...what...but...how?"
"NEEP!"
WW looked up from his panic attack, to see two things, 1) ferret hairs all
over his golf club and duct tape, and 2) a half-bald tartan ferret flying
towards its favourite nesting spot. a.k.a. WW's head.
"ARGH!!! GET HIM OFF! OFF!" shouted WW, spinning round and round, the
haggis' back legs flew off his face and so Dean dug in with his claws,
"ARGH!!!" "NEEP!!!" "Get him off!"
"Syheb <OOC: or whatever> sell you good haggis repellant."
"ARGH!!"
"NEEP!"
"GET HIM OFF!" WW started rolling in the ground.
"Shouldn't we do something?" said Havoc.
"We should, but this is excellent for my sanity review."
"Point." said Havoc.
"ARGH!!"
"NEEP!"
"ARGH!"
"NEEP!"
Dean "NEEP" Thomas
<OOC: So, you gonna leave WW in pain and Dean half-bald>
Madness Takes Its Toll, Please have Exact Change
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