Crazy Game - Started

[Alneyan]

Actually, regardless of the state of the world, we can always Cloud Trapeze you back to the Stone Age, when you dwelt on your little star far away from here.

Jurri, all I'm saying is that I could actually take provinces last time I played Pythium. Okay, so it was my first time too, but still. I seem to recall this particular game involved Pasha too.

[PashaDawg]

Just waiting on Machaka, and then we host!

[PashaDawg]

I certainly have made no claims of being weak. In fact, I bragged about squishing Jurri in numerous 1x1 games. (The veracity of my statement is irrelevant. It's the feeling that counts.)

Nah... BEWARE you sniveling turdballs. You are all dingleberries on the hind end of my Pretender's prized guard poodle, Sunshine.

My pretender is the Malevolent Mean Mama Pasha of Arcoscephale (M.M.M.P.A.)! Repeat after me... "MMMPA". You hear that? "MMMPA!" Yes! That's the sound of y'all's doom! "MMMPA!"

Her Malevolence shall tear y'all into tender little morsels and feed ya slowly and lovingly (and wrathfully) to her beloved Sunshine, who spends most of his time napping on a beautiful satin cushion with lace trim. But, don't arouse his vigor! He's lightning fast and soon you'll find his teeth around your ankle. (He has poisoned, armor piercing teeth. Nasty!)

MMMPA!

[Ygorl]

If we're already hanging off your poodle's caboodle, can't he eat us without MMMPA's help?

I am confused.

[PashaDawg]

DON"T QUESTION ME, TURDBALL!


<Ahem>

Ah... in a prospective way ur hangin’ off the caboodle. Just like when someone says, "You're a dead man." They mean that you are soon to be dead. So... as soon as you are fed to furry, feisty Sunshine, you'll be hangin’ and jangling about as Sunshine prances for praise from Her Malevolence.

[Shmonk]

Okay, I just played my turn, my orders for world domination have been sent to the appropriate turdball... or whatever his name is.

[PashaDawg]

Turn 8 is out.

Deadline is Thursday, May 25 at 9:00 pm EST.

Pasha