DOD

*Zambi's sword is stuck in the wall*

*his grip loosens slightly as he stumbles back* "I'm perfectly... *hiccups* ...straight!"

Tripmine : *in his room, thinking about what to do for today*

*suddenly the door bursts open and devesto runs in, holding a drill* devesto: TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine! TRIpmine!

Deesto: That's brilliant! *cackles*

Badware wanna hear a joke

Badware: sure, whats the joke?

How do computers get drunk?

*smiles* oh cool! what song is it?

*mequot sits at piano* It's called 'Your Reality'...

*moans* Mmm... harder...

*mequot grips the bedsheets* Oh god... yes... *the door suddenly splinters as pursuer breaks through*

*pursuer freezes* WHAT THE HELL?!