Oki, situation check... the MOO has gone... There is no MOO... connection failed... All around us lies the hideous threat of -REAL- life... humans are out there, lurking, looking to interact with us... Lock your doors, seal your windows, take the phone of the hook... and breath...
We can deal with this...
Stay calm...
...
-=PANIC=- *runs around screaming, flailing and flapping maniacally* WE'RE ALL DOOMED!!! FLEE!! FLEE FOR YOUR LIVES!!! *SCREAMS* :shocked:
Ode to sindome
By Sathyia.
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Oh my dome how I love thee
even when I really really
have to pee.
I play all night while I'm supposed to be working,
I drink coffee at the 'Trix, and watch Ellery a'lurking.
Now that you are down, I shall not frown
I'm just stuck here outside, waiting for the host,
To give Johnny a call and maybe a free month at the most.
I tried waisting my time on that other MOO,
but it just wasn't the same, it just wasn't Coo'
Now what shall I do to pass my time, just sit here and wait and hope Desolate smokes a dime.
Oh my poor sindome where have you gone
I hope and pray that it won't be long.....
As we approach the 12 hour point in the standoff, there is still no word as of yet to the cause or demands these garden gnomes have. Negotiators have been seen entering the blocked off area around the gnomes fortified possition, asking to meet with leaders. So far this reporter has yet to hear anything from the hostiles. Hopefully this situation can be solved….wait!...I see something....your you getting this?! ...A....a gnome has left the compound, running full tilt, pushing a wheelbarrow of what looks to be ceramic flowers...no....wait....it's a bomb!! Oh my god...the police are scattering...no...OH SHIT! MOTHER FUCKING CHRIST!!
*a gnome runs into the camera shot, slamming into the reporter, exploding*
*static*