Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for January 13, 2012
Transcript:
tyr: A flagon of mead!! man: Sorry. I gotta cut you off, pal. tyr: Cut me off Why? Man: you've had, like, twenty five flagons. tyr: Bah! twenty five flagons wouldn't get an infant drunk where I come from! man: As wonderful as the land of drunken infants sounds, you can't have any mead. how's club soda? Tyr: Can I have it in a flagon?
Tirasmol almost 13 years ago
hahahahaahaaa
Coyoty Premium Member almost 13 years ago
Time to drop the flag on the flagon.
Dkram almost 13 years ago
“Where everybody knows your name.”.\\//_
tjimlee almost 13 years ago
Didn’t the flagon with the dragon have the brew which is true? Or was that the vessel with the pestle? Chalice from the palace had the pellet which is poison, no?
GESWho almost 13 years ago
Now the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. All together, now the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. Now the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. Now the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by.
Now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. All together, now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. Now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. Now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by.
Now the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. [Repeat 4 times]
Now the fascinating witches who put the scintilating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus, were just passing by. [Repeat 4 times]
Now if you want to take some pictures of the fascinating witches who put the scintilating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Catactacus…
…you’re too late! Because they’ve just… passed… by!