The Gift Giving Thread V27 - Benji was here - General

Can anyone give me $3.77 on paypal?

[QUOTE=^0mKTank;20828377]I've seen better, but for a stream it's pretty good.[/QUOTE] I'm mostly just messing around...I'm gonna try and completely beat "I wanna be the Fangame" while streaming..stream chat is REALLY distracting though.

Snip [editline]06:10AM[/editline] Thanks jake. :buddy:

i don't usually beg, but can i get a APB key from someone? i really want to play it i don't care how shitty it is. preferably US key.

2 posts away from 1337th post :o

If anyone would gift me Geometry wars: Retro Evolved, I would appreciate it. [url]http://store.steampowered.com/app/8400/[/url] Email: [email]sethmania@gmail.com[/email]

[QUOTE=tehMuffinMan;20829074]2 posts away from 1337th post :o[/QUOTE] You're drunk. I got the 1227 post.

finally, Killing floor is ACtually downloading at a good rate! I can't wait to play soon!

Morning GGT.

Morning. Anyone have Xbox Live gold membership? 2 days or more? Thanks.

Going on a long car ride soon. Will be back around 2:00.

k.

Sorry Jake, can't send it through PM, so this'll have to do: [quote]It all started when our protagonist, Saxaphonius Giftanius, woke up in a thicket. It was the third time it had happened. Feeling excessively displeased, Saxaphonius Giftanius hit a salt shaker, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Soon afterward, he realized that his beloved penis was missing! Immediately he called his acquaintance, Dutchah. Saxaphonius Giftanius had known Dutchah for (plus or minus) 11,000 years, the majority of which were sassy ones. Dutchah was unique. He was outgoing though sometimes a little... abrasive. Saxaphonius Giftanius called him anyway, for the situation was urgent. Dutchah picked up to a very mad Saxaphonius Giftanius. Dutchah calmly assured him that most otters grimace before mating, yet beavers usually explosively belch *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Saxaphonius Giftanius. Why was Dutchah trying to distract Saxaphonius Giftanius? Because he had snuck out from Saxaphonius Giftanius's with the penis only six days prior. It was a electric little penis... how could he resist? It didn't take long before Saxaphonius Giftanius got back to the subject at hand: his penis. Dutchah sneezed. Relunctantly, Dutchah invited him over, assuring him they'd find the penis. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed his television and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Dutchah realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the penis and he had to do it recklessly. He figured that if Saxaphonius Giftanius took the '63 Comet, he had take at least seven minutes before Saxaphonius Giftanius would get there. But if he took the Bathmobile? Then Dutchah would be very screwed. Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Dutchah was interrupted by seven insensitive Ducks that were lured by his penis. Dutchah yawned; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling concerned, he carefully reached for his mitten and deftly poked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the swamp, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Bathmobile rolling up. It was Saxaphonius Giftanius. ----o0o---- As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at The Salvation Army to pick up a 12-pack of socks, so he knew he was running late. With a calculated leap, Saxaphonius Giftanius was out of the Bathmobile and went explosively jaunting toward Dutchah's front door. Meanwhile inside, Dutchah was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the penis into a box of spoons and then slid the box behind his desk. Dutchah was relieved but at least the penis was concealed. The doorbell rang. 'Come in,' Dutchah indiscriminately purred. With a quick push, Saxaphonius Giftanius opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some dimwitted fiend in a truck,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Dutchah assured him. Saxaphonius Giftanius took a seat vaguely close to where Dutchah had hidden the penis. Dutchah yawned trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Saxaphonius Giftanius was distracted. All of a sudden, Dutchah noticed a clueless look on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. Saxaphonius Giftanius slowly opened his mouth to speak. '...What's that smell?' Dutchah felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen when Saxaphonius Giftanius asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the penis right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A dimwitted look started to form on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's staplers from when she used to have pet puppies. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Saxaphonius Giftanius nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Dutchah could react, Saxaphonius Giftanius fearlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The penis was plainly in view. Saxaphonius Giftanius stared at Dutchah for what what must've been three nanoseconds. Subsequently, Dutchah groped surreptitiously in Saxaphonius Giftanius's direction, clearly desperate. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed the penis and bolted for the door. It was locked. Dutchah let out a sassy chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Saxaphonius Giftanius,' he rebuked. Dutchah always had been a little dimwitted, so Saxaphonius Giftanius knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Dutchah did something crazy, like... start chucking oven mitts at him or something. Suddenly, he gripped his penis tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. Dutchah looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame ten days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Dutchah walked over to the window and looked down. Saxaphonius Giftanius was gone. ----o0o---- Just yonder, Saxaphonius Giftanius was struggling to make his way through the forest behind Dutchah's place. Saxaphonius Giftanius had severely hurt his butt during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Ducks suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the penis. One by one they latched on to Saxaphonius Giftanius. Already weakened from his injury, Saxaphonius Giftanius yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Ducks running off with his penis. But then God came down with His plucky smile and restored Saxaphonius Giftanius's penis. Feeling angered, God smote the Ducks for their injustice. Then He got in His '63 Comet and dashed away with the fortitude of 11,000 capybaras running from a misshapen pack of bunnies. Saxaphonius Giftanius skipped with joy when he saw this. His penis was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in eleven minutes his favorite TV show, Scrapyard wars, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When capybaras meet contraceptive'). Saxaphonius Giftanius was overjoyed. And so, everyone except Dutchah and a few hand grenade-toting kittens lived blissfully happy, forever after.[/quote] And this was with 'extremely random' not ticked!

Still would love an SC2 beta key.

[QUOTE=hug9000;20824530][img]http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/6395/semttulovu.jpg[/img] Sorry Inacio, you was late :( Anyway, gratz Laurn :D :D :D also 50 secs late rate me clocks :([/QUOTE] last :(

[code] It all started when our (former porn) star, Saxaphonius Giftanius, woke up in a fanstic pumpkin patch. It was the ninth time it had happened. Feeling excessively puzzled, Saxaphonius Giftanius slapped a potato, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Suddenly cheered up by the Hamtaro theme song, he realized that his beloved diary was missing! Immediately he called his undeclared soulmate, Fallout Boy. Saxaphonius Giftanius had known Fallout Boy for (plus or minus) 1.2 billion years, the majority of which were striking ones. Fallout Boy was unique. He was plucky though sometimes a little... annoying. Saxaphonius Giftanius called him anyway, for the situation was urgent. Fallout Boy picked up to a very angry Saxaphonius Giftanius. Fallout Boy calmly assured him that most long-haired sea monkeys shudder before mating, yet spotted wolf hamsters usually charismatically cringe *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Saxaphonius Giftanius. Why was Fallout Boy trying to distract Saxaphonius Giftanius? Because he had snuck out from Saxaphonius Giftanius's with the diary only three days prior. It was a saucy little diary... how could he resist? It didn't take long before Saxaphonius Giftanius got back to the subject at hand: his diary. Fallout Boy yawned. Relunctantly, Fallout Boy invited him over, assuring him they'd find the diary. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed his giraffe and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Fallout Boy realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the diary and he had to do it recklessly. He figured that if Saxaphonius Giftanius took the curb-jumping ghetto sled (Impala), he had take at least two minutes before Saxaphonius Giftanius would get there. But if he took the time machine? Then Fallout Boy would be exceedingly screwed. Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Fallout Boy was interrupted by four stupid Care Bears that were lured by his diary. Fallout Boy turned red; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling stunned, he thoughtfully reached for his live hand grenade and carefully poked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the swamp, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the time machine rolling up. It was Saxaphonius Giftanius. ----o0o---- As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Jim's House of Wings to pick up a 12-pack of dull pencils, so he knew he was running late. With a quick leap, Saxaphonius Giftanius was out of the time machine and went scandalously jaunting toward Fallout Boy's front door. Meanwhile inside, Fallout Boy was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the diary into a box of gerbils and then slid the box behind his rhinocerus. Fallout Boy was stunned but at least the diary was concealed. The doorbell rang. 'Come in,' Fallout Boy indiscriminately purred. With a heroic push, Saxaphonius Giftanius opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some clueless beer-sloshed tool in a time machine,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Fallout Boy assured him. Saxaphonius Giftanius took a seat ridiculously far from where Fallout Boy had hidden the diary. Fallout Boy cringed trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Saxaphonius Giftanius was distracted. Suddenly inspired by the wise teachings of Confuscious, Fallout Boy noticed a annoying look on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. Saxaphonius Giftanius slowly opened his mouth to speak. '...What's that smell?' Fallout Boy felt a stabbing pain in his taint when Saxaphonius Giftanius asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the diary right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A funny-smelling look started to form on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's dull pencils from when she used to have pet legless puppies. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Saxaphonius Giftanius nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Fallout Boy could react, Saxaphonius Giftanius aptly lunged toward the box and opened it. The diary was plainly in view. Saxaphonius Giftanius stared at Fallout Boy for what what must've been eight seconds. Suddenly cheered up by the Hamtaro theme song, Fallout Boy groped explosively in Saxaphonius Giftanius's direction, clearly desperate. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed the diary and bolted for the door. It was locked. Fallout Boy let out a electric chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Saxaphonius Giftanius,' he rebuked. Fallout Boy always had been a little clueless, so Saxaphonius Giftanius knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Fallout Boy did something crazy, like... start chucking ripened avocados at him or something. A few freaknasty minutes later, he gripped his diary tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. Fallout Boy looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame nine days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Fallout Boy walked over to the window and looked down. Saxaphonius Giftanius was gone. ----o0o---- Just yonder, Saxaphonius Giftanius was struggling to make his way through the foxy forest behind Fallout Boy's place. Saxaphonius Giftanius had severely hurt his ear during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Care Bears suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the diary. One by one they latched on to Saxaphonius Giftanius. Already weakened from his injury, Saxaphonius Giftanius yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Care Bears running off with his diary. About three hours later, Saxaphonius Giftanius awoke, his kidney throbbing. It was dark and Saxaphonius Giftanius did not know where he was. Deep in the broad secret vineyard, Saxaphonius Giftanius was very lost. With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, he remembered that his diary was taken by the Care Bears. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That's when, to his horror, a bloated Care Bear emerged from the disease-infested jungle. It was the alpha Care Bear. Saxaphonius Giftanius opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the Care Bear sunk its teeth into Saxaphonius Giftanius's double chin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Saxaphonius Giftanius's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure. Less than four miles away, Fallout Boy was entombed by anguish over the loss of the diary. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' he cried, as he reached for a sharpened live hand grenade. With a quick thrust, he buried it deeply into his armpit. As the room began to fade to black, he thought about Saxaphonius Giftanius... wishing he had found the courage to tell him that he loved him. But he would die alone that day. All that remained was the diary that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant Care Bears, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'( LOLz!!1 *** L337 Story Generator v1.0 *** Written by Derek Clark. Copyright © www.the-elite.net ~ 2004-2005 *** Forever pwning with earnest. http://www.the-elite.net/---/story/[/code]

[img]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4291590/giftmetehgaemz.png[/img] Thanks to SINK for Sniper Elite. :love: This shall keep me busy over the holidays. :dance:

Would love anyone who gets me this : [url]http://www.g2play.net/store/Xbox-Live-1-Month-Gold-Subscription-Card.html[/url] :)

I prefer the term special :saddowns:

Oh well. See you later. Got to study for the test tomorrow. I will be back in some hours.

Anyone have two spare euros to spend on Sniper Elite for someone as poor and Irish as me? :h:

^Wha

[QUOTE=lockdown6;20833369]my entry for jake's raffle[/QUOTE] That was fantastic.

Too long for PM! [CODE]It all started when our overrated adventurer, Saxaphonius Giftanius, woke up in a fanstic pumpkin patch. It was the third time it had happened. Feeling exceedingly worried, Saxaphonius Giftanius deflowered a gerbil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Just as zero people expected he realized that his beloved Just Cause 2 was missing! Immediately he called his redheaded stepchild of a 'friend', Jobbus Jobbus. Saxaphonius Giftanius had known Jobbus Jobbus for (plus or minus) 550,000 years, the majority of which were curious ones. Jobbus Jobbus was unique. He was congenial though sometimes a little... annoying. Saxaphonius Giftanius called him anyway, for the situation was urgent. Jobbus Jobbus picked up to a very nervous Saxaphonius Giftanius. Jobbus Jobbus calmly assured him that most man-eating capybaras sigh before mating, yet man-eating capybaras usually sassily shudder *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Saxaphonius Giftanius. Why was Jobbus Jobbus trying to distract Saxaphonius Giftanius? Because he had snuck out from Saxaphonius Giftanius's with the Just Cause 2 only two days prior. It was a enticing little Just Cause 2... how could he resist? It didn't take long before Saxaphonius Giftanius got back to the subject at hand: his Just Cause 2. Jobbus Jobbus sighed. Relunctantly, Jobbus Jobbus invited him over, assuring him they'd find the Just Cause 2. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed his George Foreman grill and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Jobbus Jobbus realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the Just Cause 2 and he had to do it aimlessly. He figured that if Saxaphonius Giftanius took the nappy, busted-out hatchback, he had take at least eight minutes before Saxaphonius Giftanius would get there. But if he took the Tubamobile? Then Jobbus Jobbus would be exceedingly screwed. Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Jobbus Jobbus was interrupted by eight selfish Tea Bags that were lured by his Just Cause 2. Jobbus Jobbus belched; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling displeased, he aggressively reached for his potato and aggressively backhanded every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the bush, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Tubamobile rolling up. It was Saxaphonius Giftanius. ----o0o---- As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a 12-pack of ripened avocados, so he knew he was running late. With a mighty leap, Saxaphonius Giftanius was out of the Tubamobile and went explosively jaunting toward Jobbus Jobbus's front door. Meanwhile inside, Jobbus Jobbus was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the Just Cause 2 into a box of gerbils and then slid the box behind his whale. Jobbus Jobbus was relieved but at least the Just Cause 2 was concealed. The doorbell rang. 'Come in,' Jobbus Jobbus scandalously purred. With a quick push, Saxaphonius Giftanius opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some clueless social outcast in a rice rocket,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Jobbus Jobbus assured him. Saxaphonius Giftanius took a seat conveniently far from where Jobbus Jobbus had hidden the Just Cause 2. Jobbus Jobbus sneezed trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Saxaphonius Giftanius was distracted. In a tragically predictable turn of events, Jobbus Jobbus noticed a selfish look on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. Saxaphonius Giftanius slowly opened his mouth to speak. '...What's that smell?' Jobbus Jobbus felt a stabbing pain in his fingernail when Saxaphonius Giftanius asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Just Cause 2 right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A clueless look started to form on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's wolverines from when she used to have pet Indonesian devil cats. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Saxaphonius Giftanius nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Jobbus Jobbus could react, Saxaphonius Giftanius aimlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Just Cause 2 was plainly in view. Saxaphonius Giftanius stared at Jobbus Jobbus for what what must've been two millseconds. Unaware of the bleakness of existence, Jobbus Jobbus groped wildly in Saxaphonius Giftanius's direction, clearly desperate. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed the Just Cause 2 and bolted for the door. It was locked. Jobbus Jobbus let out a saucy chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Saxaphonius Giftanius,' he rebuked. Jobbus Jobbus always had been a little pestering, so Saxaphonius Giftanius knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Jobbus Jobbus did something crazy, like... start chucking ninja stars at him or something. A few unfulfilled decades later, he gripped his Just Cause 2 tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. Jobbus Jobbus looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame six days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Jobbus Jobbus walked over to the window and looked down. Saxaphonius Giftanius was gone. ----o0o---- Just yonder, Saxaphonius Giftanius was struggling to make his way through the lemur-infested moor behind Jobbus Jobbus's place. Saxaphonius Giftanius had severely hurt his kidney during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Tea Bags suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Just Cause 2. One by one they latched on to Saxaphonius Giftanius. Already weakened from his injury, Saxaphonius Giftanius yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Tea Bags running off with his Just Cause 2. But then God came down with His clever smile and restored Saxaphonius Giftanius's Just Cause 2. Feeling relieved, God smote the Tea Bags for their injustice. Then He got in His hippie-pleasing hybrid vehicle and zipped away with the fortitude of one million Indonesian devil cats running from a misshapen pack of South American hissing sloths. Saxaphonius Giftanius fell with joy when he saw this. His Just Cause 2 was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in three minutes his favorite TV show, The Brady Bunch, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When albino cats meet pipe bomb'). Saxaphonius Giftanius was ecstatic. And so, everyone except Jobbus Jobbus and a few malaria-toting spotted wolf hamsters lived blissfully happy, forever after.[/CODE]

[code] It all started when our (former porn) star, Saxaphonius Giftanius, woke up in a foxy forest. It was the ninth time it had happened. Feeling scarcely worried, Saxaphonius Giftanius attacked a dull pencil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Like a drunken sailor at happy hour, he realized that his beloved What the fuck is a coveted object? was missing! Immediately he called his undeclared soulmate, Mc.Dick. Saxaphonius Giftanius had known Mc.Dick for (plus or minus) 20 years, the majority of which were electric ones. Mc.Dick was unique. He was intelligent though sometimes a little... selfish. Saxaphonius Giftanius called him anyway, for the situation was urgent. Mc.Dick picked up to a very unhappy Saxaphonius Giftanius. Mc.Dick calmly assured him that most man-eating capybaras panic before mating, yet Indonesian devil cats usually indiscriminately yawn *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Saxaphonius Giftanius. Why was Mc.Dick trying to distract Saxaphonius Giftanius? Because he had snuck out from Saxaphonius Giftanius's with the What the fuck is a coveted object? only five days prior. It was a enchanting little What the fuck is a coveted object?... how could he resist? It didn't take long before Saxaphonius Giftanius got back to the subject at hand: his What the fuck is a coveted object?. Mc.Dick turned red. Relunctantly, Mc.Dick invited him over, assuring him they'd find the What the fuck is a coveted object?. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed his time machine and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Mc.Dick realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the What the fuck is a coveted object? and he had to do it aimlessly. He figured that if Saxaphonius Giftanius took the homemade car, he had take at least eleven minutes before Saxaphonius Giftanius would get there. But if he took the Flying dinosaur? Then Mc.Dick would be scarcely screwed. Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Mc.Dick was interrupted by eight oafish Garry Newmans that were lured by his What the fuck is a coveted object?. Mc.Dick sighed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling pleased, he aimlessly reached for his banana and aptly attacked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the magical cornfield, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Flying dinosaur rolling up. It was Saxaphonius Giftanius. ----o0o---- As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at IHOP to pick up a 12-pack of dangerous oil-soaked rags, so he knew he was running late. With a quick leap, Saxaphonius Giftanius was out of the Flying dinosaur and went scandalously jaunting toward Mc.Dick's front door. Meanwhile inside, Mc.Dick was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the What the fuck is a coveted object? into a box of potatos and then slid the box behind his refrigerator. Mc.Dick was concerned but at least the What the fuck is a coveted object? was concealed. The doorbell rang. 'Come in,' Mc.Dick indiscriminately purred. With a hasty push, Saxaphonius Giftanius opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some pestering social outcast in a spaceship,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Mc.Dick assured him. Saxaphonius Giftanius took a seat alarmingly close to where Mc.Dick had hidden the What the fuck is a coveted object?. Mc.Dick cringed trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Saxaphonius Giftanius was distracted. In a blinding moment of misguided bravado, Mc.Dick noticed a pestering look on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. Saxaphonius Giftanius slowly opened his mouth to speak. '...What's that smell?' Mc.Dick felt a stabbing pain in his taint when Saxaphonius Giftanius asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the What the fuck is a coveted object? right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A oafish look started to form on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's dangerous oil-soaked rags from when she used to have pet legless puppies. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Saxaphonius Giftanius nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Mc.Dick could react, Saxaphonius Giftanius aptly lunged toward the box and opened it. The What the fuck is a coveted object? was plainly in view. Saxaphonius Giftanius stared at Mc.Dick for what what must've been eight minutes. Like a drunken sailor at happy hour, Mc.Dick groped exotically in Saxaphonius Giftanius's direction, clearly desperate. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed the What the fuck is a coveted object? and bolted for the door. It was locked. Mc.Dick let out a striking chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Saxaphonius Giftanius,' he rebuked. Mc.Dick always had been a little abrasive, so Saxaphonius Giftanius knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Mc.Dick did something crazy, like... start chucking dull pencils at him or something. With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, he gripped his What the fuck is a coveted object? tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. Mc.Dick looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame four days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Mc.Dick walked over to the window and looked down. Saxaphonius Giftanius was gone. ----o0o---- Just yonder, Saxaphonius Giftanius was struggling to make his way through the fanstic pumpkin patch behind Mc.Dick's place. Saxaphonius Giftanius had severely hurt his kidney during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Garry Newmans suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the What the fuck is a coveted object?. One by one they latched on to Saxaphonius Giftanius. Already weakened from his injury, Saxaphonius Giftanius yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Garry Newmans running off with his What the fuck is a coveted object?. But then God came down with His charismatic smile and restored Saxaphonius Giftanius's What the fuck is a coveted object?. Feeling relieved, God smote the Garry Newmans for their injustice. Then He got in His homemade car and blasted away with the fortitude of one million man-eating capybaras running from a oversized pack of Indonesian devil cats. Saxaphonius Giftanius tripped with joy when he saw this. His What the fuck is a coveted object? was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in eleven minutes his favorite TV show, Cooking with queer, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When albino cats meet pipe bomb'). Saxaphonius Giftanius was overjoyed. And so, everyone except Mc.Dick and a few unborn fetus-toting venomous koalas lived blissfully happy, forever after.[/code]

[QUOTE=lockdown6;20833315]-snip-[/QUOTE] All this for one extra slot, which just mean that you will be counted twice? :3:

anybody want to gift me Saints Row 2? its 10 pounds in the UK. at least according to my computer. would be p. cool and other stuff

could someone give me mw2? my steam is w0lfehzor

[QUOTE=lockdown6;20833315]-Comic-[/QUOTE] That was great :buddy:

Jake, when does your raffle end?