<HystericalParoxysm> Hrm. I should work on my castle.
* HystericalParoxysm steals en7en's buildybrain.
<en7en> Once more, I repeat: I have no brain.
<Darkwytche> He is dead from the neck up
<en7en> I do my thinking with my gallbladder.
<HystericalParoxysm> Wel, fine, your buildygallbladder.
<HystericalParoxysm> Well, even. I swear, I can type.
<en7en> You can't have my gallbladder for free. You must rent it.
[...]
<HystericalParoxysm> Asshole's not letting me use his gallbladder, neither.
<HystericalParoxysm> How the hell am I supposed to build this stupid castle if I can't use his gallbladder?!
<en7en> Here, HP, you can have my left testicle.
<HystericalParoxysm> That ain't gonna help me build no stinkin' castle.
<Darkwytche> HP do you have idea how wrong that sentence sounds?
<en7en> Take it or leave it, buster.
<HystericalParoxysm> Since when do I care what anything sounds like?
<Darkwytche> Hmmm ok
* en7en , miffed, puts his testicle back in his pocket.
<HystericalParoxysm> Is it at least a talented architecht, this testicle of yours? Not that I can spell worth a damn today, but... the thingie, the buildypeople, can it be a buildypeople?
<en7en> My left testicle does all the interior decorating, and helps with the general aesthetic balance of my houses. It doesn't do roof deforms, but I would say it's very skilled.
<en7en> At least as skilled as your tibia. So there.
<HystericalParoxysm> Oh. I have the interior decorating and aesthetic balance down. It's the roof deforms I need. :
<en7en> Sorry, that's the gallbladder, and it's not free.
<HystericalParoxysm> Can I borrow your spleen? I hear it's got a real knack for roofs.
<Darkwytche> Ick
<en7en> My spleen is out on loan to the Royal British Museum of Architectural Body Parts in Leeds.
<HystericalParoxysm> Oh, hell. That's a bit of a walk from here.
<en7en> The exhibit runs until august, so no, sorry.
<HystericalParoxysm> Well, a bit of a swim, AND a bit of of a walk.
<en7en> And a bit of a hop on one foot, if you want to make it more entertaining.
<HystericalParoxysm> Now that's just silly.
* HystericalParoxysm steals en7en's buildybrain.
<en7en> Once more, I repeat: I have no brain.
<Darkwytche> He is dead from the neck up
<en7en> I do my thinking with my gallbladder.
<HystericalParoxysm> Wel, fine, your buildygallbladder.
<HystericalParoxysm> Well, even. I swear, I can type.
<en7en> You can't have my gallbladder for free. You must rent it.
[...]
<HystericalParoxysm> Asshole's not letting me use his gallbladder, neither.
<HystericalParoxysm> How the hell am I supposed to build this stupid castle if I can't use his gallbladder?!
<en7en> Here, HP, you can have my left testicle.
<HystericalParoxysm> That ain't gonna help me build no stinkin' castle.
<Darkwytche> HP do you have idea how wrong that sentence sounds?
<en7en> Take it or leave it, buster.
<HystericalParoxysm> Since when do I care what anything sounds like?
<Darkwytche> Hmmm ok
* en7en , miffed, puts his testicle back in his pocket.
<HystericalParoxysm> Is it at least a talented architecht, this testicle of yours? Not that I can spell worth a damn today, but... the thingie, the buildypeople, can it be a buildypeople?
<en7en> My left testicle does all the interior decorating, and helps with the general aesthetic balance of my houses. It doesn't do roof deforms, but I would say it's very skilled.
<en7en> At least as skilled as your tibia. So there.
<HystericalParoxysm> Oh. I have the interior decorating and aesthetic balance down. It's the roof deforms I need. :
<en7en> Sorry, that's the gallbladder, and it's not free.
<HystericalParoxysm> Can I borrow your spleen? I hear it's got a real knack for roofs.
<Darkwytche> Ick
<en7en> My spleen is out on loan to the Royal British Museum of Architectural Body Parts in Leeds.
<HystericalParoxysm> Oh, hell. That's a bit of a walk from here.
<en7en> The exhibit runs until august, so no, sorry.
<HystericalParoxysm> Well, a bit of a swim, AND a bit of of a walk.
<en7en> And a bit of a hop on one foot, if you want to make it more entertaining.
<HystericalParoxysm> Now that's just silly.