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Okay, What Are We Getting Giraffe For Christmas?
It is time to select an imaginary present to give to Giraffe for the Holidays. After the choice is made, we will guilt-trip Rat Diva into buying it and sending it to him and promise to pay her back but quickly forget about doing so.
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On the first day of Christmas we purchased for Giraffe. . .
. . . a shit steam in a pork boot! |
A truss.
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Same thing as every other day. A hard time.
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I couldn't vote, because none of the options are anywhere near as obnoxious as he deserves.
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Giraffe picks out his own present.
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This poll contains no Wombat option, and is therefore seriously invalid.
It also does not contain a hot buttered toast option, making it even move invalid. That is a double fail. Sad. |
Wombats and hot buttered toast are both too hard to wrap.
Maybe hot buttered wombat... |
We have traditions, Sir, and they are to be followed rigorously.
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So, mulled wombat then?
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Why don't we just get him the same thing we got last year?
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A hard time?
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A sandwich.
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whatever it is, let's steal it from an evidence locker.
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You forgot the "big tin of already stale popcorn in multiple flavors".
I remember that he likes that. |
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He's been looking kind of pale lately. His cheek bones could use some definition too. (even if James Charles is kind of a prick)
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I bought Giraffe a really nice expensive tie for Christmas but he made a mean post at me on something awful so I returned it and spent the money on me instead
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How about a tongue scraper?
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He already has one of those. It's named Fenris.
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. . . two spatulas and a shit steam in a pork boot! |
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. . . three toilet sandwiches . . . two spatulas and a shit steam in a pork boot! |
On the fourth day of Christmas we purchased for Giraffe. . .
. . . four Shivarna Mitras . . . three toilet sandwiches . . . two spatulas and a shit steam in a pork boot! |
On the fourth day of Christmas we purchased for Giraffe. . .
. . . FIVE WOMBATS! . . . four Shivarna Mitras . . . three toilet sandwiches . . . two spatulas and a shit steam in a pork boot! |
On the
. . . six mods a-braying . . . FIVE WOMBATS! . . . four Shivarna Mitras . . . three toilet sandwiches . . . two spatulas and a shit steam in a pork boot! Keep up, Solfy! |
On the Seventh Day of Christmas, we presented Giraffe...
Seven Fenrises a-Fenrising Six Mods A-Braying FIVE WOMMMMMMMM-BAAAAA-AAA-AAA-AAA-AAATS Four Shivarna Mitras Three Toilet Sandwiches Two Spatulas And A Shit Stream In A Pork Boot... (Piano vamp...) |
[boogie dancing! ]
[choir comes back from the bar] On the Eighth Day of Christmas, we presented Giraffe... Eight Durps Protesting! Seven Fenrises a-Fenrising Six Mods A-Braying FIVE WOMMMMMMMM-BAAAAA-AAA-AAA-AAA-AAATS Four Shivarna Mitras Three Toilet Sandwiches Two Spatulas And A Shit Stream In A Pork Boot... (Piano vamp...) |
I feel immensely validated that Sunny, Helena, and I all made the same choice.
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On the Ninth Day of Christmas, we presented to Giraffe...
Nine Gutter Scum Flith Eight Durps Protesting! Seven Fenrises a-Fenrising Six Mods A-Braying FIVE WOMMMMMMMM-BAAAAA-AAA-AAA-AAA-AAATS Four Shivarna Mitras Three Toilet Sandwiches Two Spatulas And A Shit Steam In A Pork Boot... (pause for a freestyle dance sequence) |
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On the Tenth Day of Christmas, we presented to Giraffe...
Ten Trolls a-trolling Nine Gutter Scum Flith Eight Durps Protesting! Seven Fenrises a-Fenrising Six Mods A-Braying FIVE WOMMMMMMMM-BAAAAA-AAA-AAA-AAA-AAATS Four Shivarna Mitras Three Toilet Sandwiches Two Spatulas And A Shit Steam In A Pork Boot... |
On the Eleventh Day of Christmas, we presented to Giraffe...
Eleven Snarkers Snarking Ten Trolls a-trolling Nine Gutter Scum Flith Eight Durps Protesting! Seven Fenrises a-Fenrising Six Mods A-Braying FIVE WOMMMMMMMM-BAAAAA-AAA-AAA-AAA-AAATS Four Shivarna Mitras Three Toilet Sandwiches Two Spatulas And A Shit Steam In A Pork Boot... |
On the Twelfth Day of Christmas, we presented to Giraffe...
Twelve lurkers lurking Eleven Snarkers Snarking Ten Trolls a-trolling Nine Gutter Scum Flith Eight Durps Protesting! Seven Fenrises a-Fenrising Six Mods A-Braying FIVE WOMMMMMMMM-BAAAAA-AAA-AAA-AAA-AAATS Four Shivarna Mitras Three Toilet Sandwiches Two Spatulas And A Shit Steam In A Pork Boot... |
I love you guys.
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There's currently a tie. Any more votes?
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A Las Vegas wedding; a Mexican divorce; a solid gold Kama Sutra coffee pot AND a baby's arm holding an apple!
Or possibly a foolproof plan and an airtight alibi. |
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*Remember. Red's positive, Black is negative, and be sure to salt the nads before you apply the voltage. |
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Whatever you do, do not pick the jumper cables. You don't want to know what he does with them.
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Also: I accidentally didn't break the tie. Sorry. (Not sorry)
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Guess we'll just have to get him a tie.
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We the Gweebs of GBB are.
Scary gifts we sendeth afar. Spatulas, lurkers, Wombat berzerkers, Some truck nuts for his car. OooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOH! Raffers wonder, raffers fight. Over what will bring |
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