'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
That's very kind of you to say. I felt bad. In the last game when it was 4 against me, I kept coming up behind people and trying to remind them where the weapons were, or the grenades, or a giving a bunch of other tips. I guess they either couldn't hear me or didn't believe me because they'd eventually try to shoot me, and then I'd have to kill them. Lots.
Still, there's a lot to be said for jumping into the middle of three opponents and being the one to
walk limp away.
Hey, Miracleborns! Nice to chat on Thursday. It would have been more fun squishing MM if I'd known which one was him!
I was the blue one you kept killing. You may have recognized me by the way I said "AARGH!" and bled a lot.
I guess they either couldn't hear me or didn't believe me because they'd eventually try to shoot me, and then I'd have to kill them. Lots.
They heard you - they were mostly rookies or rookie-ish. Except Tom. And Tony likes to talk a good game, but he's mostly all mouth and no trousers.
Good goddess I am freezing my chi-chi's off.
No freezing Aimee. We like her chi-chi's.
The chi-chis...the chi-chis...
Sorry. Stuck in a mental loop, there.
Stop it, Randy.
I wonder which half is gonna be naked.
I hope it's the front half.
I will not jump for Joy. I will jump for Earl.
{{{Raq}}} I'm sorry for your loss.