The Coffee Room

[Victin]

I'm angry.

*shoots Jack before he gets out*

*using a cake*

[Sicon112]

Hey Sicon heres a nuke have fun *give nuke to Sicon* because lulz

Well, someone will be regretting this post sooner or later. I smell a brick joke coming. Do you?

[Qara-Xuan Zenith]

*a brick falls from the ceiling, headed for my head*

*brick becomes an adorable brick!puppy halfway down*

Yes. Yes I do.

[The Wild West Pyro]

*a brick falls from the ceiling, headed for my head*

*brick becomes an adorable brick!puppy halfway down*

Yes. Yes I do.

WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!


ADORABLE PUPPIES EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!

( Gets attacked by cuteness)

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ESPECIALLY THIS LITTLE CORGI HERE.

[jacktheriffer]

*Is alive again, decides to spend the rest of his stay here quiet in a corner, where nothing random and deadly will happen.*

[JackAlsworth]

I'm angry.

*shoots Jack before he gets out*

*using a cake*

Wait, was that me or Riffer? I can't tell anymore.

RIIIIIIIIIFFEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR

[The Wild West Pyro]

I'm angry.

*shoots Jack before he gets out*

*using a cake*

Wait, was that me or Riffer? I can't tell anymore.

RIIIIIIIIIFFEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR

Eh.

( Goes back to reading, ignoring the usual, typical, extremely common explosions, chaos and disasters all around him.)

[The Wild West Pyro]

A man walks in, independent of time. He is clad in a Victorian-era suit, with a top hat and a cane. Under his arm is a bag.

He sits down, and checks his pocketwatch. He opens his bag, and begins reading romantic manga.

Ah, so that's what you look like, sir.

Is your world Steampunk, or is it, more likely, normal Victorian age, sir?

[The Wild West Pyro]

Pyro is too insane to be affected by that. He has a Lee enfield, a flaming lasso and...

A SNUB NOSE REVOLVER AND A SILENCED SEMIAUTOMATIC PISTOL, AHAHAHAHAHA.

[The Finch]

(reawakes)

Wait, when did the Coffee Room open again?

[Genndy Oda C.O.G.]

Two days ago, I think.

[The Wild West Pyro]

Two days ago, I think.

( Wakes up from the comfy sofa he's sleeping on and looks at calender.)

Oh, wait, IT'S THE 1ST OF FEBUARY!

[Genndy Oda C.O.G.]

Yes, it is. Perhaps tomorrow will result in an infinite loop. One never knows.

[AMimsyBorogove]

We've entered an endless recursion of time. We've entered an endless recursion of time. We've entered an endless recursion of time...

[Victin]

We've entered an endless recursion of time. We've entered an endless recursion of time. We've entered an endless recursion of time...

Wait... That has happened before... Mimsy, are you trying to make a running gag of endless recursions of time?

[Guyshane]

We've entered an endless recursion of time. We've entered an endless recursion of time. We've entered an endless recursion of time...

Wait... That has happened before... Mimsy, are you trying to make a running gag of endless recursions of time?

If you think about it that isn't a running gag. It just means that Mimsy is stuck in an endless recursion of time.

[JackAlsworth]

Mimsy is an endless recursion of endless recursions of time.

[AMimsyBorogove]

But only on a Thursday.

[Victin]

Today is Friday somewhere in the world... ¬_¬

[eli_gone_crazy]

yes, and soon it'll be saturday. it'll be saturday forever for you victin... victin.... victin...

[JackAlsworth]

And Sunday comes afterwards!

[Genndy Oda C.O.G.]

Wow. Look at how much we have grown without the Coffee Room. Now that we have it back, it seems... mellower than before. It's nice. Yes, I realize I just jinxed it, but I could use a good laugh.

[Sicon112]

Wow. Look at how much we have grown without the Coffee Room. Now that we have it back, it seems... mellower than before. It's nice. Yes, I realize I just jinxed it, but I could use a good laugh.

*he is promptly sniped as a horde of rabid moneys busts through the side door from the next room*

Well, looks like SOMEONE tempted fate. Now an orangutang has taken over the bathroom.

[AMimsyBorogove]

LIAR! ORANGUTANGS AREN'T MADE OF MONEY!

*Obliterates the bathroom with Laevateinn. For emphasis, of course.*

[The Wild West Pyro]

Anyway-

( Puts down book and starts flaming lasso throwing skills)

Time to hit that horse head above the fireplace.