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Ye taketh psychology class. After a lecture on Maslow's heirarchy of needs, you realize that getting revenge on Trogdor would not be a very fulfilling destiny. Instead, you try to help peasants displaced by Trogdor's burnination to cope with their losses. You start a "My Cottage Was Burninated By Trogdor" support group. After years of therapy and support, you find inner peace. That is, until Trogdor burninates your counseling center. Then it's right back to the drawing board.

Type: Take Battle Axe Lessons at the rec center with Dolf Hauldhagan, the Instruc-tor!

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crapeth! this computor not be worketh good!
ye takes battle-axe lessons. you gain one offence point, now you can repel small bats!

fry bacon

Ye fryeth ye bacon. Ye bacon be-eth fried now. But before ye getteth a chance to eateth it, Tef runneth up and stealeth it. As a result, his lard butt getteth even bigger. But now ye hath no bacon. What doeth thee now?

Type: Give knigget a wheat penny.

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Knigget doth not accept yon wheat penny.

Command: Build the giant Jinzo!

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Hilary Duff accidentally trips over some of the spare parts lying around, knocking over the giant robot, leaving it a huge pile of debris that cannot be repaired.

Type: Attack Municipality.

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first you ruin my bacon wish and now this? what's a tef!

you do know whoeth the only soldier is of the municipality? do youeth want me to telleth what he flings at youeth?

raideth fridge

You raid your fridge. You realise you allready did that twelve minutes ago, and that there's only a half eaten cucumber from last year left.

Type: Ready, Ike? Kick the baby!

I assume you're talking about Ike Turner. I hear he's real good at kicking babies, wives, etc.

PS: a Tef is The Exponential Fat...I mean, The Experimental Film, aka, Darth Leaf-face, aka Bowler Hat Man ("Never Mind The Buttocks!"), star of Forum'd! and Cartoon'd! See the Arts and Crafts board for hilarious details.

Type: Steal Skeletor's Nukerwave Pizzas.

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Apparently, Skeletor doesn't have any nukerwave pizzas. So maybe I'll try something else.

Type: Steal all of IJ's nukerwave pizzas.

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Reply: You runeth into IJ's house and go looking for yon nukerware pizzas. As you quickly liberate them from yonder cupboard, you realize that IJ isn't there. You see a note. It states: "Those who tresspass get the sponge!" You don't know what this means. You walk out of the house and are hit in the head with a rather large, yet sponge. IJ laughs at you from the bushes and you run home crying. Awww...

Command: Use Holy Hand Grenade on ol' Troggie.

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Trogdor catches the grenade and eats it, It had no effect.


Command: Feuer Frei! BANG! BANG!

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Feuer Frei? Is that fire at will, or cease fire? Oh, nevermind, I'll just guess.

Command: Post in another language!

Te Deum laudamus. Te Dominum confiteur.
Te Eternum Patrem, omnis terra venerator.
Tibi omnes angeli, tibi caeli et universe potestates
Tibi cherubim et seraphim incessabili voce proclamant
Sanctus sanctus sanctus, Dominus Deus Sabaoth.
Pleni sunt caeli et terra maiestatis gloriae tuae.

(How's that?)

Type: Use Spork of Justice on giant pile of garlic mashed potatoes.

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You use it to eat the garlic mashed potatoes. Then you realize you're a vampire and die because of the garlic.

Command: Watch the 150th SBemail.

Ye attempteth to watch ye SBemail 150. Unfortunately, it's still on SBemail 149¾. Ye must waiteth until next week.

Type: Give tequila grilled chicken (with grilled peppers and saffron rice) to What's Her Face.

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Grilled chicken'd! -Ow, my stomach!

Type: Ban pants.

Sorry, but between AgentSeeThroo's "Pants Optional Week" and Dark Grapefruit's pants-related crime spree, there just really isn't much point in banning them.

Type: Activate Giant Grape Nuts Robot.

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It is already activated. However, it does not work correctly. Such is such when one is a robot made out of a cereal box and a Speak & Spell.

Command: Invade Strongbadia

You start to charge, but then your head hit the monitor. Try to invade some place that actually exists next time. Oh, and your mom explodes.

Command: Draw a G and a more diffrent G.

You draw a G and a more different G. You accidentally creat a montage. A Porple Montage. RYAN STILES'D!!

Type: Put gross old wig in big ol' headache medicine.

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ye do what ever but it's aginst your relgiouse belefes and your minsister kills you. Go's to show how stuipid religion is




make friends with clan

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Alright! You win, The Noid! No more memes.

You make friends with Clan and find out he has a really good personality and most peopless' claims against him are completely false. I think we can all learneth from this... Well, except for that fatty eating the burrito. Yeah, I'm talking to you, pal. The one on the computer in New Mexico!

get ye ksalf

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"It's not a matter of where he grips it. It's a simple matter of weight ratio!"

Ye get yon ksalf. Upon recieving it, ye eat it, for it reeks of bacon. Unfortunatly, ye did not knoweth that bacon-ksalfs are deadly. Thou should've payethed more attention in your schooling. Ye die a unknowledgable death.

Command: Go to the parapets.

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In Soviet Russia, parapets come to you!


Command: Open mailbox

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If you can't fix it with a hammer, you have an electrical problem.

Ye open yon mailbox to find lots of spam from Devil.of.Firewalls.

Command: Ban COLA for th following derogatory comment:

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I can't ban COLA, I'm not an admin, jerky.


Command: Find AgentSeethroo and turn him into a pirate.

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There be no one drivin' that schooner! Y'ARRRGBLBLBLBLL!

Command: Don't lose

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If you can't fix it with a hammer, you have an electrical problem.

Ok. 67 489 th of 67 490 'd!

Command: Design your own pants!

You design your own pants. Unfortunately, you got your pattern from Ramrod, and for some reason, those pants look much more like a frilly skirt. Choco leches you big time, not realizing you're not a girl.

Type: A Splode Knight's Head.

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Ye need Cthulhu to do that!

Command: Tell Yog Sothoth to take a bath.

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