AlexGariepy:
Okay, here's out plan. We go there and surrender to the monkey. "We're not France, you idiot." Oh.
DiscoBoy:
And if the bi-planes don't do the job, the army's gonna send in the gay-planes.
AlexGariepy:
The Ape just made baby Jesus cry.
DiscoBoy:
Meanwhile, giant handfuls of poo rain down on lower Manhattan...
DiscoBoy:
"Excuse me? Can we stop the biplane attack for a moment? I have to use the giant ape's room."
torgone:
"I have to catch a plane!"
*rimshot*
"Thank Yew!"
DiscoBoy:
Kong does Shakespeare in the Park?
"Oh that this too, too solid ape would melt and resolve itself into a thousand poos..."
BlakHat1:
"Bartender! Anutha banananana daquiri!" *HIC!*
Coakley:
"Asmiov says I should collapse under my own weight? Yeah, well... the Foundation series should collapse under its own pretentiousness! A 14 year old girl saves the galaxy? Yeah, right..."
JurassicPork:
"Nice fucking alcoholism intervention. Were the biplanes and machine guns necessary?"
GlitterRock:
"Kong love Nomad. Nomad Kong's bestest friend in world."
TheDiva:
o/...I'm siiiiiiinging in the raaaaain....o/
DiscoBoy:
"I can see my tree from here!"
Coakley:
"Woah... maybe I can't support my own weight..."
TheDiva:
This was a really bad time for the Sanitation Department to go on strike...
JurassicPork:
"All right, folks, go on home. Nothing to see here..."
DiscoBoy:
Meanwhile, an army of taxidermists prepare for the job of their lives.
Coakley:
"Well, I knew this was a bad idea... Someone call 100 flatbed trucks!"