[hivemind]Sugar, Spice and Piratecats brain!

[alsih2o]

Where will your kiln get a new job, Clay?

for that particularly horrible pun, you make my list


*clay scribbles on a small notepad stained with sweat, paint and clay*

 

[randomling]

for that particularly horrible pun, you make my list


*clay scribbles on a small notepad stained with sweat, paint and clay*

You're making my list too, then.

Mess with the Wombat, potterboy, and you will pay.

 

[Mathew_Freeman]

FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

*Tallarn runs off, giggling*

Hmmm...wonder how many wombat pictures I can find?

 

[Morbidity]

*clay scribbles on a small notepad stained with sweat, paint and clay*

Returns to quietly sit in corner. Considers various crude interpretations of the above comment. Remembers Eric's grandmother, so refrains from all comment.

 

[AGGEMAM]

Hmmm...wonder how many wombat pictures I can find?

*wonder if Clay is going to post pictures of what a wombat looks like after 48 hours in a woodfired kiln*

 

[Sniktch]

Whew, for a moment there I thought he said kilt

 

[randomling]

I'm going to be in a kilt for 48 hours?

 

[Mathew_Freeman]

Whew, for a moment there I thought he said kilt

*looks up to see if Morbidity has run screaming for the door again*

I couldn't help myself...there were all these funny pictures of goldfish, and they were calling me...

I can't wait to see what he's going to do.

 

[AGGEMAM]

Whew, for a moment there I thought he said kilt

With Clay, you just can't be be sure ...

 

[Sniktch]

barsoomcore, can I come out of the cupboard yet? I finished making that seizure salad like you told me...

Oh, and there's a little green man in here who says he needs to talk to you. He frightens me. Help...