Gnome in my pants game.
A few of you have asked about this odd sounding game that the human man and Uncle Jack play online all the time. Yes, Gone in my pants is the game... ok, officially not its real name, but we call it that because of the weird things they yell out while playing it, which oddly sounds as though they have gnomes in their pants. They gather sticky spider legs (or something like that)
and they battle ogres and crocodile thingies that aren't crocodiles, and they need enough rage and cast spells and currently they are actually out on the deck playing this game while chicken legs cook on the grill (a waste of perfectly good raw chicken legs).
I will now translate the talking of this game for the next minute:
What is your mace-ability? Well, that's not bad, look there's a creeper coming into the village. I'll stun it with my sheeping ability, you sneak up from behind and sic your pet on it. Ok, I'll increase your mace power. There was one armament behind the tent but I took that. Hit it with the big hammer! Why isn't it dying... GNOMES IN MY PANTS!!!
Ok, they didn't say the last thing, but frankly, they could have, and they won't think it sounds weird like normal people would.
The human woman has not become addicted to this game because we won't allow her to. If your human (like Indy's human man) become addicted to this game, you will never be petted, fed, let out, or even looked at... which is ok pretty much because that means you can pee where you want and sleep where you want, but there's that tricky can opener thing and getting fed... so beware of this game.
Meeshka
A few of you have asked about this odd sounding game that the human man and Uncle Jack play online all the time. Yes, Gone in my pants is the game... ok, officially not its real name, but we call it that because of the weird things they yell out while playing it, which oddly sounds as though they have gnomes in their pants. They gather sticky spider legs (or something like that)
and they battle ogres and crocodile thingies that aren't crocodiles, and they need enough rage and cast spells and currently they are actually out on the deck playing this game while chicken legs cook on the grill (a waste of perfectly good raw chicken legs).I will now translate the talking of this game for the next minute:
What is your mace-ability? Well, that's not bad, look there's a creeper coming into the village. I'll stun it with my sheeping ability, you sneak up from behind and sic your pet on it. Ok, I'll increase your mace power. There was one armament behind the tent but I took that. Hit it with the big hammer! Why isn't it dying... GNOMES IN MY PANTS!!!
Ok, they didn't say the last thing, but frankly, they could have, and they won't think it sounds weird like normal people would.
The human woman has not become addicted to this game because we won't allow her to. If your human (like Indy's human man) become addicted to this game, you will never be petted, fed, let out, or even looked at... which is ok pretty much because that means you can pee where you want and sleep where you want, but there's that tricky can opener thing and getting fed... so beware of this game.
Meeshka
OH! My dad plays something called Entropia Universe. Keep it away from your human man because it will just give him another excuse not to give you treats.
ReplyDeleteHuffle Mawson, Honorary Husky and Explorer Cat
Oh, Captain Maverick has a stud muffin pose to add.
ReplyDeleteLet's hope we khan keep the dark side from getting your human woman -
ReplyDeleteH&K,
Khyra
Don't let him have Grand Theft Auto either... bleh.
ReplyDeleteWooooo woo rar rar rar,
Kayla and Maebe