if i ever...
if i ever were given a cake with trick candles:
::blow::
...
::blow::
...
[everyone is laughing. that is. everyone. except edmond. i mean me.]
edmond: [he screams all like argh, colossus style from the x-men arcade game]: "AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!"
edmond: ::CAKE PUNCH!!:: [cake gets stuck on his hand, and he eats it whole, including his hand. it's all bloody and broken-like... the laughter slowly dwindles. he speaks.] "NEXT TIME ONE OF YOU THINKS OF TRICKING ME... GO TRICK YOURSELF... INTO CLIPPING YOUR NOSE HAIRS ON AN AIRPLANE!!!!" [he walks off. then comes back.] "..DURING TURBULANCE!!!!..." [he walks off. then comes back.] "AND NOT WITH GOOD SCISSORS LIKE OF THE TITANIUM TYPE, BUT WITH TRICK SCISSORS, THE KIND THAT WON'T GO OUT NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU BLOW ON THEM!!!!...."
that's what would happen.
::blow::
...
::blow::
...
[everyone is laughing. that is. everyone. except edmond. i mean me.]
edmond: [he screams all like argh, colossus style from the x-men arcade game]: "AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!"
edmond: ::CAKE PUNCH!!:: [cake gets stuck on his hand, and he eats it whole, including his hand. it's all bloody and broken-like... the laughter slowly dwindles. he speaks.] "NEXT TIME ONE OF YOU THINKS OF TRICKING ME... GO TRICK YOURSELF... INTO CLIPPING YOUR NOSE HAIRS ON AN AIRPLANE!!!!" [he walks off. then comes back.] "..DURING TURBULANCE!!!!..." [he walks off. then comes back.] "AND NOT WITH GOOD SCISSORS LIKE OF THE TITANIUM TYPE, BUT WITH TRICK SCISSORS, THE KIND THAT WON'T GO OUT NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU BLOW ON THEM!!!!...."
that's what would happen.