The bag....

*sees Rosie kill the thread*

>:[




So anyway... we should get H.R. Giger on this (from beyooooond the graaaaave). Cos aeronautic spiders laying eggs in Razilin's dick is exactly what 70s sci-fi was all about.


*sits everyone down at the dinner table and serves up the sauteed dicks*


Remember to talk about how good it will be to get back home to Earth, and to ignore/joke at Razilin's first and second convulsion.






In space... no one can hear you say you're a doctor.
 
@Asmodeus
@Grumpy

I have spare dicks.

I will only end up with alien minions coming out of my old dicks.

And still have a dick.

You just gave me new Razbots, Asmo. ALIEN FACE-CHOMPING ACID-BLOOD RAZBOTS!

MIND BLOWN.
 
Don't mention the Mythos. The Great Migrationers will get annoyed.
 
"You mean things happened on this forum before we arrived?! Outrageous!"
 
These migrants, do they threaten Iwaku in any way?

*chews on a dick*
 
WHY IS THERE 5 PAGES OF THIS

WHY IS THIS THREAD STILL HERE

WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY
 
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There are TWO bags?

o_o



Is this a Twin Peaks thing, with the white dicks and the black dicks?



*corners Tegan in an easily-escapable living room and starts shaking her around*

HOW'S ANNIE?

HOW'S ANNIE?

ARE YOU OKAY?

ARE YOU OKAY, ANNIE?!
 
...My dick is delicious...Asmo... You should open a restaurant.
 
The Health Code Inspectors would have a field day with that.
 
[10:11:56 AM] Zen: Oh fun.
[10:12:12 AM] Zen: I have no clue how the hell Asmo's thread about a bag of dicks is still living...
[10:12:31 AM] unanun: because 5 people asmodeus knows are having fun :P
[10:12:50 AM] Zen: Zen facepalms.
[10:13:11 AM] Zen: I can't... Dicks... Why does it....
[10:13:14 AM] Zen: Zen facedesk.
[10:13:41 AM] Zen: Okay. I'm gonna play my game now. >.<
[10:13:55 AM] Fatal Rendezvous: lmao
[10:14:03 AM] Fatal Rendezvous: why NOT
[10:14:18 AM] Zen: I do not understand how penises are that amusing.
[10:14:37 AM] Zen: I mean, yay they're having fun, but... It does not compute. @__@
[11:30:55 AM] unanun: Zen is perhaps a tiny bit sheltered
[11:30:56 AM] unanun: from the penis o_o
[11:31:45 AM] Zen: I get plenty of penis. I just don't like them in bags. =P
[11:32:16 AM] unanun: i dunno ..
[11:32:18 AM] unanun: it's a bargain
[11:32:21 AM] unanun: bulk discount
[11:32:44 AM] Fatal Rendezvous: I wish I could get them in bags.
[11:32:53 AM] Zen: A bulk discount?
[11:32:59 AM] Zen: Whose dicks are in there...?
[11:33:00 AM] Fatal Rendezvous: Yeah, like at Costco
[11:33:09 AM] Fatal Rendezvous: Pfff do not doubt Kirkland Signature
[11:33:16 AM] Zen: LOL
[11:33:27 AM] Zen: Uh... Yay. Bulk discount. XD
[11:34:29 AM] unanun: you don't know where they're sourcing it from
[11:34:33 AM] unanun: could be brazilian for all you know
[11:34:44 AM] Zen: How exotic.
[11:34:58 AM] Zen: I wonder if they're safe to handle.
[11:36:03 AM] unanun: they have been pasteurized
[11:36:11 AM] Zen: That's good to know.
[11:36:15 AM] Zen: I hope they aren't shriveled and the like.
[11:36:29 AM] unanun: O_O
this is not fun. not fun. not funnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
[11:36:35 AM] unanun: *tries to push it away*
[11:36:45 AM] Zen: AHAHAHAH
[11:36:48 AM] Zen: What's the matter?
[11:37:17 AM] unanun: I was starting to roll with the punches
[11:37:21 AM] unanun: dangerous
[11:37:24 AM] Zen: HAHAHAHA
[11:37:26 AM] Zen: Oh Unanun.
[11:37:28 AM] Zen: It's just dicks.
[11:37:36 AM] unanun: That's true
[11:40:19 AM] Zen: Zen waves the dicks around like glowsticks.
[11:40:23 AM] Zen: Goddamnit Asmo.
[11:40:27 AM] Zen: I blame him.
 
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I believe, ladies and gentlemen, we are entering a period of proto-mythos formation

Legs "Eight-Ball" McKinsey, an Arachnonaut dick-wielder of the West European Battleforce, must launch into space in his daredevil aircraft, Rosetta. His mission: to perform the Charizard Maneuver and deliver a payload of bagged dicks into the heart of the Zytax Comet - a weapon of mass destruction launched by the Foreign League of Invading Enemy Swine. It is a dangerous mission, and his enemy are ruthless. Ever since their Great Migration began, the F.L.I.E.S. have been a grave menace to W.E.B. territories. But Legs McKinsey is the spider for the job. With his trusty tail gunner, "Tags", he's sure to save the day and restore peace to the universe.
 
I lost count of how many Iwaku event references were there.

YOU FORGOT NERF CASTLE, ASSHAT!