Last Post Wins....

[Eir]

Want to wake up soggy!

[underwhere]

*pounces on luv2bespanked, but does not spank him* MUAHAHAHA

I win.

[luv2beSpanked]

*ducks from underwhere's pounce and watches him fly over and land on terryfighter*

HAHA you missed and I win!

[Valisia]

Who won?

[Eir]

I winz

[Nualla]

No! ME! ME! MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

[luv2beSpanked]

what are you all talking about? Clearly the winner is ME! You all lost a long time ago! underwhere abandoned all hope of winning and gave up after landing on terryfighter!

I WIN!!!

[Nualla]

Mahaha! I will always defeat you, luv2beSpanked! Muaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

[luv2beSpanked]

I still don't understand or know who put you back together after putting you in the splodey-proof box with "self destructing paper" in it! I saw it go POOF with you inside!

Anyways your now losing!

I WIN!!!!!

[Nualla]

Yes, it is my now losing, and I am giving it to you. So now, you're losing! (hehe, see what I did there?)

Oh, and as for how I got put back together, I am a singularity being composed of nanobots. If I get splodeyed, I just reassemble and build more nanos. ^.^

[underwhere]

I think Nualla learned that trick from watching Terminator. I'm actually quite glad you got put back together again, Nualla, because that gives me the absolutely perfect opportunity to win.

[luv2beSpanked]

Well played Nualla, well played............AT LOSING!

As for underwhere your opportunity passed by a long time ago!

And for me I'm winning!!!!

[Nualla]

Aww, thanks! Because it means I can keep winning too!

However... Terminator was a noob, he couldn't even survive a little dip in some molten metal. I can survive anything. ;3

[underwhere]

Winning Schminning, luv2beSpanked and Nualla!

*hands luv2beSpanked and Nualla each a piece of paper, on which is written on both sides, "How do you keep an idiot occupied for hours? Turn this paper over for the answer."*

I AM WINNING!

[luv2beSpanked]

HARHARHAR! Nice try underwhere! But you are losing! Last time with a piece of paper you made Nualla sploded!

And Nualla please keep losing!

I am WINNING!!!!

[Nualla]

Ha! Nanomachine supercomputers cannot be stumped by this tomfoolery! *erases one side and WINS LIKE CHARLIE SHEEN!*

[Valisia]

Can I wins this time. Been a long night

[luv2beSpanked]

Your still Losing Nualla!!

And McDonLee, like underwhere, you just can't win!

WINNING like Charlie Sheen on house arrest!

[Eir]

Happy and diapered. I win.

[underwhere]

Winning is such an esoteric sport. Few people are capable of understanding the idiosyncrasies how to win properly. As terryfighter just demonstrated, winning is not about being happy or being diapered, but is, instead, about being extremely boring, sufficiently boring, in fact, that you put your competition to sleep as they wait around for their chance to win. In order to do that, all you have to do is go on and on and on in a nonsensical manner talking about absolutely nothing of importance. When you are the only person left standing, then you can shout out from the top of Mt. Freswith, just as i am doing, "I WIN!" and thank you, freswith, for being such a willing mountain for me to stand on.

[Nualla]

Blah blah blah *shoves underwhere off the mountain and digs a borrow to hide in*

[freswith]

Mount Freswith was created by my great-great grandfather out of waste from his treacle mine. If underwhere tries standing there for too long he will get stuck while I hop away with the trophy yet again.

[luv2beSpanked]

Don't worry Freswith your trophy that you have is a fake win! But great job at being the first loser after the real winner which is ME, luv2beSpanked!

Can't beat the real deal!

WINNING!!!!

[freswith]

I have just had the Trophy examined at Sotheby's, and they are quite confident it is genuine. It says so on the bottom where it is clearly written "Dis am de real Trophy" and signed by Idi Amin, so it's got to be real, an I'm WINNING!

[underwhere]

What freswith does not know is that underwere bribed all of the examiners at Sotheby's to make sure that their conclusion was as freswith indicated. Perhaps you have the real trophy, and perhaps not, freswith, but you most certainly do not have the win, which belongs to underwhere.