<en7en> Okay, Frenchie, I challenge you to a duel of snootiness!
* The_French_Zombie eats en7en's empty head off
<The_French_Zombie> Done :D
<en7en> "Mon enfant, ma soeur!"
* en7en throws the gauntlet
<The_French_Zombie> Gné ?
<en7en> Okay, I win the Baudelaire round.
* The_French_Zombie eats the gauntlet and the matching hand
<The_French_Zombie> burp
<Darkwytche> Les fleurs du mal
<en7en> Hey! It's a snootiness duel! Eating is not fair, unless it's eating obscure snooty elitist french dishes!
<en7en> You want in, Dark?
<en7en> Wait your turn!
<Darkwytche> No just proving I'm not totally dumb
* The_French_Zombie eats a lobster and goose liver.
<The_French_Zombie> Now I can eat your other arm
<en7en> Ha! Foie gras du Perigord!
* en7en is a bit worried that pedantic displays of elitism don't seem to work on a zombie...
<The_French_Zombie> *thinking about the Monty Python and the Holy Grail*
<en7en> Oh no!
<en7en> English humor! I can't fight that!
* The_French_Zombie gobbles en7en's leg
<The_French_Zombie> I think I'm winning *evil grin*
<en7en> Damn it! uh... uh... quick! Gotta think of something!
<en7en> Voltaire! Montesquieu! ROUSSEAU!
* The_French_Zombie grins and dribbles while watching en7en's leg
<The_French_Zombie> Corneille ?
* en7en regains hope...
<en7en> CAMUS!
<en7en> SARTRE!
<en7en> "Hell is other sims!"
* The_French_Zombie recitates "Stances à Marquise" then chops en7en's remaining leg off.
* Vie starts flinging Bratworsts at the pair of you
<en7en> Nooooo!
<en7en> Argh! Germans!
* en7en is invaded in 12 milliseconds.
<en7en> Damn. Now I gotta wait for the yankees to liberate me.
<Darkwytche> Pierre Morand - 'La Naine'
<HystericalParoxysm> Thundercles!
* The_French_Zombie would love to cut en7en's tongue off but it'd look like a French kiss.
* en7en expires, whilst faintly whispering "mon enfant, ma soeur, songe a la douceur... "
* en7en is now known as The_Late_en7en
<The_French_Zombie> Je suis belle, ô mortels ! Comme un rêve de pierre...
<The_Late_en7en> Alas, poodles. I was done in, for my impregnable intellectual snootiness was no match against Limey Loons and German Sauerkraut. Hence dies the hope of a haughty nation! To the vultures now shall it be given.
<Darkwytche> André Malraux - La Condition Humane
<The_Late_en7en> At least Darkwytche is trying. Pour la France, mon ami! Pour la France!
<The_French_Zombie> :-s
<Darkwytche> Way
<The_Late_en7en> Okay, are we done?
* You are now known as en7en
* The_French_Zombie is now known as The_French_Sim
* The_French_Zombie eats en7en's empty head off
<The_French_Zombie> Done :D
<en7en> "Mon enfant, ma soeur!"
* en7en throws the gauntlet
<The_French_Zombie> Gné ?
<en7en> Okay, I win the Baudelaire round.
* The_French_Zombie eats the gauntlet and the matching hand
<The_French_Zombie> burp
<Darkwytche> Les fleurs du mal
<en7en> Hey! It's a snootiness duel! Eating is not fair, unless it's eating obscure snooty elitist french dishes!
<en7en> You want in, Dark?
<en7en> Wait your turn!
<Darkwytche> No just proving I'm not totally dumb
* The_French_Zombie eats a lobster and goose liver.
<The_French_Zombie> Now I can eat your other arm
<en7en> Ha! Foie gras du Perigord!
* en7en is a bit worried that pedantic displays of elitism don't seem to work on a zombie...
<The_French_Zombie> *thinking about the Monty Python and the Holy Grail*
<en7en> Oh no!
<en7en> English humor! I can't fight that!
* The_French_Zombie gobbles en7en's leg
<The_French_Zombie> I think I'm winning *evil grin*
<en7en> Damn it! uh... uh... quick! Gotta think of something!
<en7en> Voltaire! Montesquieu! ROUSSEAU!
* The_French_Zombie grins and dribbles while watching en7en's leg
<The_French_Zombie> Corneille ?
* en7en regains hope...
<en7en> CAMUS!
<en7en> SARTRE!
<en7en> "Hell is other sims!"
* The_French_Zombie recitates "Stances à Marquise" then chops en7en's remaining leg off.
* Vie starts flinging Bratworsts at the pair of you
<en7en> Nooooo!
<en7en> Argh! Germans!
* en7en is invaded in 12 milliseconds.
<en7en> Damn. Now I gotta wait for the yankees to liberate me.
<Darkwytche> Pierre Morand - 'La Naine'
<HystericalParoxysm> Thundercles!
* The_French_Zombie would love to cut en7en's tongue off but it'd look like a French kiss.
* en7en expires, whilst faintly whispering "mon enfant, ma soeur, songe a la douceur... "
* en7en is now known as The_Late_en7en
<The_French_Zombie> Je suis belle, ô mortels ! Comme un rêve de pierre...
<The_Late_en7en> Alas, poodles. I was done in, for my impregnable intellectual snootiness was no match against Limey Loons and German Sauerkraut. Hence dies the hope of a haughty nation! To the vultures now shall it be given.
<Darkwytche> André Malraux - La Condition Humane
<The_Late_en7en> At least Darkwytche is trying. Pour la France, mon ami! Pour la France!
<The_French_Zombie> :-s
<Darkwytche> Way
<The_Late_en7en> Okay, are we done?
* You are now known as en7en
* The_French_Zombie is now known as The_French_Sim