Nodin Caldain: The Bologna Goblins are currently overrunning Switzerland. What should we do? The world's supply of lunchmeat will soon be doomed...
Mewd6: I suggest genocide, followed by a light lunch.
Nodin Caldain: Hm...
Mewd6: They started it!
Nodin Caldain: but don't you think that the Salami Gnomes would be mad about their comrades being wiped out?
Mewd6: Yes, but we will placate them with bits of twine.
Nodin Caldain: well, we could always get the Luncheon Loaf Dwarves to come to our aid
Nodin Caldain: only one problem...
Nodin Caldain: ... I hate luncheon loaf...
Mewd6: We don't need help to anhilate the goblins! They're only ten feet tall.
Mewd6: With pointy teeth and jagged claws.
Mewd6: And there is only two thousand of them.
Nodin Caldain: plus they have the Honey Ham Harpies on their side
Mewd6: I say we wipe out all lunch meat themed mythological creatures with my orbital sattelite.
Nodin Caldain: But will take out the Turkey Hoblins?
Mewd6: Yes.
Nodin Caldain: They're rather nice over a cup of pink lemonade... I mean if you take out the fact that afterwards they maim and disfigure you
Mewd6: I'll miss them. But I'm too lazy to deal with the whole... peace... thing.
Nodin Caldain: so... Who's gonna setup the satellite to do this...?
Mewd6: You.
Mewd6: *Hands the sattelite to you*
Mewd6: Throw it into space!
Nodin Caldain: *puts it into sling shot*
Nodin Caldain: Hey, it worked for Link.
Nodin Caldain: *fires it into space, it bounces off the moon first*
Nodin Caldain: *we get incenerated as we were actually just Chicken Golems pretending to be us*
Nodin Caldain: *walks in* Wow... Wonder what happened here
Mewd6: I find the scorched remains of my doppelganger SLIGHTLY unnerving.
Nodin Caldain: Pink Lemonade?
Mewd6: Yes!