Park bench

[Mopman]

Wouldn't that kill someone? I start quoting Shakespeare at the top of my voice.

[bugfartboy]

I take a very long indestructible and forcefield proof straw and get fresh air using it. I also set one up for my dog. I then fart.

[ArtDrake]

I never said you couldn't leave the forcefield at any time... I just said the air around you and your dog couldn't get out. Leave when it gets stuffy.

[Mopman]

Well, to quote somebody "I have a forcefield anuller ray" and i use it to. I belch in your face after eating a garlic sandwich. (Literally garlic cloves, between 2 pieces of garlic bread) and a buffet table full of onions.

[ArtDrake]

Sadly, the forcefield no longer is married. The anuller ray did its work. Meanwhile, inside the bubble, I start to give Buggy a foot massage.

[bugfartboy]

Buggy leans back and enjoys it. Then boots you out. Then my diabetic dog licks you. Trust me. That's one of the worst things in the world that can happen to you. And the worst part is, it NEVER COMES OFF!!!!!!!

[ArtDrake]

I must have had an anuerism at that point. Why would I give you a foot massage?

I must have meant a foot message, along the lines of a kick.

[The Holy namelesskitty]

I build bench number two and place my KotH character* upon it next to me to guard it right after it burns bench 1 and now my bench is bench 1.

_{*a fire cat ghost}

[Duskling]

I return from exile and take a seat, hopefully allowed by the others?

[The Holy namelesskitty]

I friend hug you and allow you to continue to sit as we talk about stuff.

[bugfartboy]

Feeling betrayed, I walk up and start screaming at both of you, while using big fancy fancy words to make you feel not-smart.

[The Holy namelesskitty]

When you're done I friend hug you too and offer you a seat.

[bugfartboy]

Shrugging off the hug, I take the seat and begin to slowly worm Namelesskitty off the seat while distracting with small talk. "I really thing you ought to take the "Holy" out of your name. It's a little egocentric."

[The Holy namelesskitty]

You forget that I am divine prophet of Craiginism, plus my name would feel so incomplete without it. When I fall off the bench I cry at your deceit and underhanded selfish maneuvers.

[bugfartboy]

Unmoved, I simply point out that Holy Wars is dead.