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Post by nucleusofswarm on Aug 6, 2021 10:54:17 GMT
Take a cliche quote and play around with the follow up to make it not so diabolical.
''Oh, he had, shall we say... an unfortunate accident...
Seriously, I told him I was painting the bedroom and there would be tarp everyone. He came running in and whoop, slipped!''
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Post by grinch on Aug 6, 2021 10:58:14 GMT
“Nothing in the world can stop me now!”
See? I told you Priority Booking would be a worthwhile investment.
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Post by nucleusofswarm on Aug 6, 2021 12:16:05 GMT
''I'll get you!
A slice of our blueberry cheesecake. It's the house special!''
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Post by grinch on Aug 6, 2021 16:33:17 GMT
Beware the power of the dark side!
The lights are not working in that part of the house and I’m fairly certain there is a few loose electrical cables there.
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Post by nucleusofswarm on Aug 6, 2021 23:07:49 GMT
''Oh I don't think you'll be seeing him again...
He ran out on his tab, why do you insist on bringing him to the bar?''
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shutupbanks
Castellan
There’s a horror movie called Alien? That’s really offensive. No wonder everyone keeps invading you.
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Post by shutupbanks on Aug 6, 2021 23:54:34 GMT
Everything is coming together just as I planned…
… this will be the best party ever!
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Post by Sir Wearer of Hats on Aug 7, 2021 9:15:48 GMT
“Hello, I’m the eleven. My past selves include a Doctor, a stage magician and the one we don’t talk about.... an accountant”.
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Post by grinch on Aug 7, 2021 9:19:13 GMT
“I am usually referred to as the Master.”
“Oh? Is that so?”
“Well, yeah. Although my friends usually just call me Roger.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2021 9:43:36 GMT
"No need to worry, boss. He's, ah, sleepin' with the fishes."
The Severe Man looked up over his half-moon glasses. "Really...?"
"Yeah," the Fixer swung conspiratorially on his feet, "got 'im a nice aquarium. Some tropical guppies, working filter, cured his insomnia right up. Never been happier."
He dropped the pencil. "Really?"
"Yeah. What did ya think I was gonna do? Smite him?"
"Oh, good grief, no."
"No?"
"No, no one's been smitten since we threw that reception party for the Cheviots."
"And a might happy lot they look too."
Silence passed between the two men.
The Fixer cleared his throat. "Do you think anyone eavesdropping might think we were a tad dubious?"
"Only if you waggle your eyebrows," he picked up his pencil.
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