Game Over

[~* s p r o u t *~]

sanks ice, my guardian angel... for keeping me in check

i will indeedy stop before it goes too far

 

[Dagny]

/me fixes cereal for sproutles and anyone else still in their PJs.

 

[Mr. Sticky]

*Sticky sits in a darkened corner of the room containing all da hot chicks in their PJ's eatin' cereal, while video tapiong every last second of the scrumdillyumptious affair; simultaneously drooling profusely and muttering something about "little girlies" under his breath...only briefly popping out of his glazed over trance to say, "nice work with words, sproutlet."*