Five words around the camp fire.

[cats]

Blackie

What about your unborn child?

 

[Morgoth]

Bob

What about the unborn child?

 

[Guest]

I heard they were triplets

 

[Morgoth]

Really. Interesting. Is it true?

 

[lycanthropedude]

My God! What've ya'll done?!?!

 

[cats]

Shelly

Bob! Morgoth! Tripletes! What! What!

 

[Morgoth]

They'll be Harry, Larry, and Barry.

 

[Morgoth]

Or maybe Mary, Terry, and Kerry.

 

[Morgoth]

Or any combination of those.

 

[Arc da Rat]

No it's Larry, Curly, Moe.

 

[Morgoth]

They'll grow up famous comedians.

 

[cats]

Shelly

I'm only giveing birth once!

 

[Morgoth]

You'll give birth many times!

 

[cats]

Shelly

Blackie it's your damn fault!

 

[Morgoth]

Over and over again. Hah!

 

[cats]

Blackie

Don't pretend you didn't like...

 

[cats]

Shelly

Don't finish that sentence Blackie!

 

[cats]

Pizza guy from many pages ago

Who's paying for this pizza?

 

[Morgoth]

(Ducks behind couch) Not me!

 

[cats]

Blackie

He is. *points at morgoth*

 

[lycanthropedude]

cats

I am a cheap skate.

 

[cats]

Shelly

I agree with you cats.

 

[Morgoth]

That's mean. Just plain mean.

 

[cats]

Blackie

"Well then" *Hits Morgoth, hard*

 

[Arc da Rat]

Hey stop that! *Eats Pizza-Guy*