I think we can safely assume that the salad turns one into a blithering idiot.

Any other side effects worthy of note? I'm making a new list so as to avoid  being subjected to any further stupidity.

I'm not sure I'd like to know why any of you would be in such dire need of a lady's underthings, as I can only assume that our feminine population would already possess them and that the culprit must be male.

So.

Is it some strange custom for men to ah--have need of said underthings for their own private use?

((OOC: Yes, Raziel is asking if the ( Read more... )

Predictable. Our Friend from the Deep pops in, raises a stink--literally, this time--and the journals are flooded with drivel.

Don't get me wrong, it is at times like these I feel most fortunate to lack the internal organs required to vomit...but don't you all have anything better to do with your time?

I don't suppose we could try that experiment we discussed, could we, Rufus? Even vicarious inebriation must be better than nothing, and I find that I rather envy these simpletons their ability to self-medicate.

If nothing else, it will give poor Jealous respite.

Jealous, I left something outside your door. Don't wait too long...the stuff seems rather prone to oozing everywhere once it sits for a time.

I may have need of you, later, if you're willing.

((OOC: Raziel got melted ice cream all over himself. :())

My, but this brings back memories from my days as a lieutenant. I can almost recall the taste...

Ah, well. Shall I ring for tea before I am paid a visit by the inquisition? Quite ironic, considering my occupation as a mortal.

...this could be problematic.

what is rthis madbness?must be wtchcraft. buttonns far too small

kain uf thid is your idea of  a joke i will majke boot laces with your entraildes