Sorry Alec, I'm not dead yet, nor do I intend to die in the near future. And don't tell me what is nice or what isn't: I do know, and really don't care.

And for the record, I am not a nice person.

Whatever you say, Giggles.

Random wrote: Where's RBC? He'd have fun with this.

London calling?

Only the call of nature. I think the headstone damaged their thinking; they're all stoned now.

Has anyone won these or has this now fallen to the psychopathic bunnies, with puns splitting the air and people dancing on each other's graves? I'm hoping the latter. *cheesegrates post's face, forces him to eat the gratings, knocks his knees into the backwards postition, the sticks a spoon through the back of his neck*

I'd like to see that. ;)

Aww! Ya should have asked me to video it! Post, send him a picture of ya cheesgrated face and there's a plastic surgery waiting for you.

Quite an imagination.

Puns seem to have a force that is comparable to shipping. Gingerbreadman, have you been shipped with someone before?

You overestimate.

Shipping as a terrible force of disgust and doom.

Puns are just that mosquito flying around your head that you can't quite swat.

Hmm...
Yes, people actually won. Not that anything really happened afterwards.

In it's lesser form, maybe. Be glad I'm not so very obsessed with them.

Sometimes shipping and puns are inextricably related, as in words like "twincest" and "Beniffer"

...Beniffer?

I don't know what it's from either.

Thankfully.

Nor do I want to.

Ben Affleck/Jennifer Lopez

And don't forget AS/S.