Cleanse this, mother *ucker!

K’s Cleanse – Day 6

This morning I was contacted by the powerful Swiss Chocolate consortium, begging me to quit the cleanse. Apparently, sales of dark chocolate have plummeted over the last six days. Bribes were offered.

I hated to do it but I had to mail the organization a cuckoo clock rigged with a small explosive device. Try to undermine my willpower will you? Ha!

Lunch today was a yam. I like yams because:

1. They are tasty
2. They are easy to cook.

You wrap the yam in tinfoil, put it in the oven, walk away for an hour and voila, there’s lunch. Wham, bam, thank you yam!

A have to admit I’m getting a little tired of almonds. I need to find a new snack.

Death toll: 9

p.s. please, fellow Litsters, stop encouraging Bad K, you have no idea what you are unleashing upon the board.
 
K’s Cleanse – Day 5

Bad K, who I’ll admit is very influential, says, “Cleanse Schmense, go get liquored up and eat your face off! You’ll only be quitting two days early anyway.”

Death toll: 2

Time as we know and measure it is just the construction given us by the physics of our planet. Somewhere I'm sure your cleansing time is over by then.

Just saying .....

Welcome bad K!
:D
 
Time as we know and measure it is just the construction given us by the physics of our planet. Somewhere I'm sure your cleansing time is over by then.

Just saying .....

Welcome bad K!
:D

Well, hellllllooooooo, Miss Sexy Legs! Thanks for the welcome. You wouldn't have any chocolate hiding up those--


Bad K! For the last time, get back down in the basement or I'll thrash you, so help me!!


Promises, promises. *Sigh* Au revoir Miss Rida, it was delicious while it lasted.
 
*cheerfully roasts s'mores over the smoldering timbers of the Naida.*

Boy, it's a darn shame I can't eat all this CHOCOLATE.
 
*cheerfully roasts s'mores over the smoldering timbers of the Naida.*

Boy, it's a darn shame I can't eat all this CHOCOLATE.

Someone needs to go for a loooooonnnnnnng swim. (With a rock tied to his foot!)

:mad::mad::mad::mad::mad:
 
For some odd reason, I'm getting images of "The Cremation of Sam Magee." :devil:

There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold.
The arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold.



I love that poem!
 
Did someone call me?

http://i892.photobucket.com/albums/ac126/Keroin/Badk.jpg

Oh look, sugar and salt...

*eats cookies and chips off the floor then licks fingers*

More please. Bad K hungry.

*leaves an m&m trail*

p.s. please, fellow Litsters, stop encouraging Bad K, you have no idea what you are unleashing upon the board.

But then Anne (my evil twin) will have someone to play with!

She gets so lonely.

Well, hellllllooooooo, Miss Sexy Legs! Thanks for the welcome. You wouldn't have any chocolate hiding up those--


Bad K! For the last time, get back down in the basement or I'll thrash you, so help me!!


Promises, promises. *Sigh* Au revoir Miss Rida, it was delicious while it lasted.

Oh, bad k! Come out and play and I guarantee that someone will be willing to thrash you. You won't even have to ask nicely.
 
*leaves an m&m trail*

Oh, bad k! Come out and play and I guarantee that someone will be willing to thrash you. You won't even have to ask nicely.

“Ees ot ee agged an ocked in a ase-ent! Elp! Et ee ow oo itch!!”

*Good K continues drinking herbal tea and ignores the ruckus from downstairs*
 
“Ees ot ee agged an ocked in a ase-ent! Elp! Et ee ow oo itch!!”

*Good K continues drinking herbal tea and ignores the ruckus from downstairs*

Good K is gagging and locking people up? :eek:

I think that the K's might be badly named.
 
Good K is gagging and locking people up? :eek:

I think that the K's might be badly named.

On the contrary. The maelstrom that would befall the Cafe, should I be negligent enough to release Bad K would be apocolyptic. Really, it's in everyone's best interest she stays confined.

*Smiles benevolently*

UCK OOO!

*Sticks fingers in ears*

La la la, I can't hear you, Bad K.
 
The things in the back are apples. Fruit! What more do you want? :D
 
On the contrary. The maelstrom that would befall the Cafe, should I be negligent enough to release Bad K would be apocolyptic. Really, it's in everyone's best interest she stays confined.

*Smiles benevolently*

UCK OOO!

*Sticks fingers in ears*

La la la, I can't hear you, Bad K.

*sneaks in basement and takes of gag*

*leaves m&m's*

:devil:
 
*Bad K eats m&m's and blows kisses*

I loooooooove you Gracie! Rawr!!
 
K’s Cleanse – Day 435 (Well that's what it feels like)

It’s Friday. I’d really love a martini.

This cleanse sucks.

Super sigh.


OK, I didn’t kill anyone today but I did burn Jenny Craig in effigy. It was just one of those spur of the moment things that seemed logical at the time.

Death toll = 9
 
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