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Deviousness `ChewedKandi has certainly gone out of her way to keep the vector community on the right path. Always making sure that her talents are infinitely scalable, Sharon has put her bezier curves to excellent use, and firmly anchored herself as an inspirational leader. We're absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for June 2013 to `ChewedKandi. Congratulations, Sharon! Read More
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Cats with thumbs!...What if they start to group together? We'd be terrorised by these huge gangs of cats with thumbs!...Our only means of defence, the door handle is now useless against them!
EARTH IS DOOMED!
Dolphins: *in spaceships, leaving the Earth*
So long and thanks for all the fish!
So sad that it should come to this,
we tried to warn you all, but oh dear!
The world's about to be destroyed!
There's no point getting all annoyed,
lie back and let the planet dissolve around you!
Me: *shakes fist at sky* F*** YOU!
You: Snap out of it, girl! *slaps across cheek, then takes gun away* We will FIGHT TO THE DEATH IF WE MUST.
Me:
You:....You obviously need training in fighting and learning how to take pain. TO THE TRAINING ARENAS!
Me: NOOOOO!!!! *kicks viciously as you drag me away to go train and not be a wuss*
Sergie: *in a heavy Russian accent, speaking to a trainee wearing a blindfold* Okay comrade, prepare to enter the field of rakes!
Trainee: ...The field of cakes?
Sergei: No, the field of rakes...there are no cakes here...
Trainee: But...you said thre was cake!
Sergei: What I told you were lies, comrade!
Trainee: ...So...the cake was a lie?
Sergei: PORTAL REFERENCE IS FOR PUSSIES, MY FRIEND! *thros trainee into the field of rakes (trainee walks around blindfolded, stepping on rakes and getting hit in the face)*
Me: He's stuck on a hard level in portal...he hates all the game references...
You: ...
*a few hours later*
Me: Okay, this is simple...just charge at the training dummies and shoots them the the AK-47 we gave you! But be careful, the dummies have small, automatic turrets that will be shooting at you!
You: Oh, you mean like, paintballs or something?
Segei: Niet! We use real bullets!
You:
Me: But don't worry, you'll have padded armour!
Sergei: ARMOUR IS FOR PUSSIES, MY FRIEND! *charges at dummies, an AK-47 in each hand* YEEAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!
>: D
Sergei: PEEING IS FOR PUSSIES!
Me: But...everyone pees....
You: Yeah, don't you?
Sergei:.... MY MOTHER DID DRUGS WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH ME, DON'T MAKE FUN OF ME!
Trainee: *snickers*
Sergei: I SAID DON'T MAKE FUN OF ME, YOU MOTHER@#$&!%! RAAAAGGGHHH!!!! *shoots trainee in the face, then continues to shoot the body even after he's shot it into a gooey matter*
You: O-O
Me: QAQ
Sergei: *calmly* Any questions before we get started?
Segei: New world is to be filled with war and carnage...only the strong will survive!
Me: ...I see...
You: And being bat-sh*t crazy is the way forward?
Sergei: DA!
Me: ...Well then, let's get started!