I'd Like to Get Something off of my Chest Please

[Susan]

::floats a tray of assorted beverages over to Bdubs::

[Félix]

Cynthia wrote: "Félix wrote: "For the record, I was wrong about LL's identity."

So who did you think he/she was?"

Rather not say.

[Susan]

::whistles at Bdubs::

[Phil]

::catches one of Bun's water balloons and redirects it SPLAT onto SusEd::

[[deleted user]]

*Takes Phil unawares in retaliation for Susan...who is not Ed*

[Phil]

::takes a direct hit, but laughs it off because he's protected by his superman underoos::

[[deleted user]]

*gets Susan to help with the fire hose for a Phil attack*

[Phil]

::hides behind Jim::

[Chris]

....well this certainly went off in a direction I never thought possible. ;)

*backs out of thread slowly and not making eye contact...knowing full well that the mad have strength and are easily provoked* :D

[[deleted user]]

Phil:



BunWat:

[Sarah]

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Yes capes? No capes?

[Phil]

::rides the knight rider big wheel to catch up to Christopher and return him to the fray::

[Chris]

*sigh* fairly warned be thee says I....


*appears in Napoleon getup*

Will those magical underoos protect you from water balloon slinging zombie ninjas riding robotic dinosaurs? I think not!

Fire at will!

[evie]

::flicks on the strobe light::

[[deleted user]]

::turns up the disco music::

[Sarah]

::straps on elbow pads, wrist guards, and knee pads::

[[deleted user]]

::puts on the super sonic cape socks, jet roller skates, and plenty of padding::

[Susan]

::swoops in and calls forth a mighty torrent from the sky (mostly falling upon Phil - for the Ed shit, fucker!)::

I heart you so hard right now, Amelia!


ALL SKATE!!

[Félix]

You people.

[Phil]

::darns the sock monkey::

[Phil]

TRUMPS ALL COMERS WITH THE NEW PAGE!

[[deleted user]]

*takes no notice of the new page as they do not exist on the cell phone app*

*wallops Phil from behind while he is distracted by his new page gloating*

[Susan]

Ha! Take that, Gloater McPhillypants!

::High-fives Amelia::

[Phil]

::rolls with the wallop, hides in fortress of sofa cushions and pelts Amelia and Susan with Brussels sprouts::

[Susan]

I first read that as hides in fortress of sofa cushions and pelts and immediately pictured you being fanned and eating grapes.

::kicks over coffee table and pulls Amelia to safety::

[Susan]

::begins to pummel Phil with lemons::

Lemon juice, ladies?

[Susan]

My pleasure, Misha.

::calls out Phil::

Where you at, puss in boots?

[Phil]

::drops, ninja-like, from the ceiling, landing behind Susan and peppering her with minced garlic::

[Susan]

::spins into a high kick while wax-offing garlic, sending it towards Misha::

[Phil]

::deflects Susan's kick with a paint-the-fence hand move::

[Susan]

::pinches Phil's nose with chopsticks::

Thanks, Misha!

[evie]

:: sets the table for lunch::

[Susan]

For some reason it made me crave asparagus.

[Félix]

My favorite part of eating asparagus is . . . no, I won't say it.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

EWWW!

[Susan]

No. Don't.

[Félix]

What?

[Susan]

::whistles::

[Phil]

Félix wrote: "My favorite part of eating asparagus is . . . no, I won't say it."

The next day?

[Félix]

Not long after, actually.

[Susan]

Gross.

[Félix]

I know.

[evie]

I thought that was just a myth.

[Félix]

pyth

[Susan]

It has now been confirmed to me, twice. The first being my boss.

[Félix]

What are we talking about?

[Susan]

What are you talking about?

[evie]

Asparagus.

[Susan]

There you have it.

[Félix]

I like asparagus.