Watch out...TS takes over our minds (and chocolate) and has us carry on.

Taffy walking zombie like, whips out her Swiss Army Boy Scout 42 piece knife and in a monotone voice, asks AMN, "Where is your scooter, must find scooter...and have chocolates":Crazy 2:

*taking over minds*

Alright folks! I'm tired of playin' around! I have some chocolates!

*throws chocolate down narrow hallway (too narrow for scooters)* :cool:

*jumps on scooter and takes off down the road*

"Mmmmmm....That's a nice looking tire."

Taffy...being the idiot that we now know that she is (hey, I am on a steam cleaning break) takes the chocolate bait and leaves AMN scooter behind. Shoveling as many as the gems as she can, Taffy is stuffed.

Back to the scooter and those tires......................

Has cog fog set in? I did have the scooter didn't I? Maybe I didn't. Let's say I didn't! Think I will eat a few more chocs instead!:D

Cog fog HAS set in! YOU don't have the scooter OR the chocolates. I do.

*puts on helmet and flees the scene*

:D

*slumped in corner with no mobility*

Carp! You evil fiends! Picking on a gimp!

*pulls out cell, dials NRA*... Yeah, hi, I need a few brothers' help... yes, I know the handshake.... well, just look for a chocolate-smeared crime scene and flat tires... yes... they'll lead you to the perp.

Okay, Okay! You have me feelin' bad AMN! I'll tell you what, I will give you the scooter back if you promise to call off the the people at the NRA! "Neoro-nons Rifle Association?"

*tucks in tail, and runs screaming to nearest exit*

Taffy sitting here sucking down her Pepsi and laughing!

You guys crack me up!

No. No. No. You have to participate! You can't just sit there and suck on that Pepsi and NOT play!

This is a serious forum! No laughing, smiling, smirking or giggling aloud!

What am I talking about?

Those brownies that were recklessly thrown around earlier were laced!

Can I have some more?

DM popping Jiffy Pop..... Here, Taff.... have some. :popcom:

When does the second feature start????

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*flinging brownies and chocolates into hallway*

Hey, Taffy, you dropped something!

*sticking foot in doorway*

Yahoo! That was worth it!

*watching TS skid on confections and slam sideways into wall*

Poor kid.

*climbing back onto scooter*

Gimme some of that popcorn dm, here, have this Pepsi I found on the table.