::throws arm down, signalling the cannon turrets to blow the mattress to smithereens::

INITIATE PROTOCOL ACTIUM!!

*runs away on a hobby horse*

*Goes through underground sewer of dust, cotton eaters, and all manner of cat hair. *

Originally Posted by Cherry Who?

Holy shit! Though really, I sympathize with those being foreclosed on. Once in a while it's due to just extremely poor money management/stupidity, but so often it's forces they didn't have much control in. Losing a job, struggling with debt, a shitty economy... I can understand feeling helpless, frustrated, and mad at the system that let it all happen to you. I wouldn't set a house on fire, though. I mean... that will just get you fines and put you worse into financial trouble. Idk man.

So is this a family business, or do you and your grandmother just work for the same company?

And I have to ask... is your house super clean as a result? Or are you so tired from cleaning at work all day that you come home and can't bare to clean up? No judgement, just always curious how peoples' jobs affects their personal lives.

We work for the same company.

Our house is meh.
Like, when I'm cleaning other houses, I get horrified and don't want my house to be like that, but then I get home and I'm EXHAUSTED.
It's just a little cluttered.
I did some major freak out on the kitchen two days ago when I realised the tile grout was FILTHY.
Out came the cleaning supplies!
xDD

::fills sewers and underground tunnels with liquid foam::

*currently off in Egypt drinking margaritas*

*my castle rises up, on robot legs, and starts firing its pillow cannons at Connieless

Cherry, you traitor!!

*The Memory Foam tanks start rolling in on Connieless's Fort, and start firing Box-springs at her*

I just have to ask, what's the the pervasive cannon lust Andraus?

Cardinal Biggles: the smell of Sulfer in the air, the satisfaction of something being destroyed....It's what I live for, that is my pleasure.

::signals the pyrocannons to vaporize the box-springs::

*Presses Button*

!!!!!! *Alarms Ring* !!!!!!

*Styrofoam Nuclear Bombs start falling towards Connielass's fort*

::sends forth the flying monkeys to intercept the bombs and hurl them back where they came::

Well alrighty

*Gets inside a giant memory foam helicopter, and starts dropping Styro-bombs on Connielass.*

OI! Totally not fair!

::erects layers and layers of deflecting shields::
::orders the flying monkeys to form squadrons and fire at will::

Just like it's not fair to make my bombs go the other way >:o

*Crashes into the shield*

Ooh... This is awkward.... I, ah, left my purse in here...

Excuse me, I'll just...

Yeah...

Okay, here it is.

... Yep. Okay. I'm, ah... going back to my retreat now. Ahh... Good luck and that.

Connielass: want to make a temporary truce? get Cherry Who?

*TOTALLY BACK IN EGYPT NOW, SIPPING ON A NICE COCKTAIL*

//spots tablet pen across the room

How...did that get there?

I'll just...
//darts across room
...grab this...

//darts back across
....and continue what I was doing...

//draws
xD

Andraus: Forget about Cherry. Let's get Pistachio!

*Marshels my army* WAR!!! *sends my army after PiM.*

::sends the snowmen toward PiM::