Re: Foolish mortal, who?
yes, see... but this one has had its dangely-bits snipped off, and its quite tame.
*puke lifts some feathers in the rear of the mongoose, and it flushes to an embarrased shade of pink*
now hand me that barrel of drunken cucumbers at the bar, its time that I conjured a new gherkin legion.
*puke seizes a large glass drum of gherkins from the counter, and pours them down his gullett. After they have been regergitated unto the floor of the cantina, the newly-bestowed-with-sentience horde of gherkins go about arming themselves with swizzle sticks and prepare to do battle*
And now for the cavalry. Give me that jar of pickled pig's feet!
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...the green, sticky spawn of the stars
(with apologies to H.P.L.)
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