That's right. We want YOU to join TnT.
But only if you are at least Level 20, 18+ years of age, and have some sort of amazing emotional disorder.
TnTers are super hip, progressive, active, and somewhat disturbed. We want people who play the game and/or those who LOVE to talk about all kinds of crazy stuff in our active guild forum.
Do you like putting your fists in various foods? Welcome to your new home.
Do you believe that prawn shrimp make good personal saviors? You belong here.
Do you despise racism, sexism, homophobia all while loving that which is degenerate, depraved, and flat-out kooky? Come on in, then. I have something for you to sit on.
Please let us know your dietary requirements and any food allergies you might have. TRiNiTY
edited by ArtemisBZ monday 10/06/2013, 05:25
Babs failed to mention there's always an open buffet and Pepto Bismol on a shelf right outside the bathrooms
Nobody knows. There's just always a buffet, somewhere.
Actually the buffet could be only for Babs and he feasts on players. Because yesterday I saw him, OH MY G...
Sometimes Trixie confuses my 'bukkake sessions' with my 'feasts'.
Meh, either way it's nice to see you have your mouth open on a regular basis.
It's just milk . I told you there was a buffet. It's weird though, they have a waffle station, but all the waffles are blue
Consul: Your name please?
Babs: Babs Hartley
Babs: Every day.
Consul: Er, I mean, male or female?
Babs: Don't matter, sometimes even Camel.
Consul: Holy cow!
Babs: Yes, cows and donkey too.
Consul: Isn't that hostile?
Babs: Hosstyle, Dogstyle, any style!.
Consul: Oh dear!
Babs: No deer! Run too fast.
You forgot the rest of it:
Consul: I'm calling security
Babs: Great, the more the merrier.
Consul: Please, get out of my office.
Babs: I'll be done in ninety seconds, I mean nine minutes. Wink wink nudge nudge.
Please don't scare our potential members!