In your face, Kegmama! I am the king!!!!!
 

Bow down before me, wench!

aha you've been saving the "wench" part.
Nicely done.

I heard she kind of likes being called a wench. haha.

As new council leader, will you consider pardoning me?
Please, I'm only asking for yr esteemable consideration for exoneration, &&& (forgive my stutter, M'Lord)
not forgiveness itself at the moment --as I am but a humble, inbred wannabe music journalist.???&&& I am not privy (not "privey" either) to anything of any meaning whatsoeva.

Sonicl, now that you are king, will you share your wealth with the commoners?

That's not very polite, is it?
Looks like please and thankyou just flew out the window. :rolleyes:

Now I'll rep Kegmama just to piss him off.

Exactly! What you should have said was "Please bow down before me, wench!"

... and thankyou.

It WORKED!!!

I thought it was a nice parody of the petty jealousies, but then again, I am in the penalty box right now by orders of the good & wise council of the immaculate perception, so don't let me drag you down into the hole I'm in!!!

You bastard, nicfit.

Apologies, Atari, I would have pardoned you, but it appears I am a mere commoner once again, subject to the whims of an evil queen.

And Synthetically: No.

Oh, I think I nudged you back. uh oh---it's on....

Actually, I kinda regret doing that. I'll try to set things straight right now. Damn, I didn't think I was that influent.

Let's all rep !@#$%! to overtake them both. He won't know what's happened when he returns.

What have you been smoking? :D

Aww, splendid. I had this ready to post too:

I am the king. I am the king. I am the king.

One dead marine through the hatch
Scratch and scrape this heavenly body
Every inch of winning skin
There’s junk in honey’s sack again

Honey honey honey honey honey
Come on and kiss me-e-e-e-e-e
Honey honey honey honey honey
Honey-child’s takin’ over this place

Two dead marines standing in a line
Drink to me! this heavenly body
Every inch of winning thing

Honey honey honey honey honey
Come on and kiss me-e-e-e-e-e
Honey honey honey honey honey
Honey-shild’s takin’ over this place

Hack hack hack hack this heavenly
Yack yack yack yack yack goes junk-face
Scratch scrape scratch this winning skin
There’s junk in honey’s sack again
There’s junk in honey’s sack again
There’s junk in honey’s sack again
Junk in honey junk in honey
Junkyard king junkyard king
King king king king king


Atari, you are pardoned. Synthetically, no you can't have any of my treasure. Everyone else, I declare a national holiday. Kegmama, I'll deal with you later ;).

Entropy balanced.

I've raped Kegmama but she didn't go on top again.

I'm overdue for a smoke at the moment.
I usually smoke about an hour after wakey wakey.
Waked*&*baked for many years but stopped the practice when I hit the big three-o.

Your powers are weakening. Get porkmarras to do it.

Same with me, 'cept it's a pan au chocolat with me.