*begins to lay out pies for everyone*
Trebek: All right, everyone who wants to participate in the food contest, please gather 'round, now. Sit in a spot, plese.
Just got back from eating out.
X3 Bummer.
:glomp: Don't you 'weeter' me! Just checking in.
Trebek: This just in, we've had a sudden change in rules from the producers; if anyone in particular wants to participate in the competition, just step up. Also, if any there are any hosts who wish to announce the rules, as well as make sure there are no cheaters, they may do so.
:glomp: SHUSH!
There are some feeders, I think at PetSmart/Wal-Mart, that allow the animal to eat in controlled doses. I don't remember what they're called, but...
That's not the same guy. You too. Weet dreams! XD
He comes back. A lot of them do that.
Don some kind of costume/armor, with sword, get on it's back, and yell 'let's ride!' while going from place to place.
...okay, that's different.
Hey. How's it going?
First off, that's not his sidekick/superhero partner; she's someone he saves, along with everyone else. Second, she's Clark Kent's parnter/wife....
OOC: Sure, I'll put you in. BIC: Trebek: You will be your own team; you three are all against each other. It looks like Pluto has gone to sniff a firehydrant, temporarily, so we shall wait for him.
OOC: You know what, why not? I'll edit the last post and include you as well.
OOC: We've gotten tired of waiting for 'Sora', so we're starting another contest: Food eating.
*drops head*.....this is why Superman works alone.
I don't think so. What were you going to say?
*blinks*....okay, maybe I don't.
