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FOOD FIGHT

Heaves a flaming cauldron of Cherries Jubilee onto the mix.
The marshmallows melt to a delightful squishiness.
Yay Flambé !
 
Holds big mixing bowl and catches all the avocado.

Uses it to make guacamole.

Opens bag of corn chips.

Dumps chips into bowl with guacamole.

Places very small firecracker into said bowl.

Makes sure everyone is far away from said bowl for their own safety.

Runs.

Chips and guac schplop all over everyone!! Buahahahahahaha!!
 
Proceed to tear open cream puffs and smush the squishy mass one by one on the face of the ill-fated.
 
Eats a meal of said mushrooms, followed by dessert of said cream puffs.

Yawns, looks up.

There is a chain by my left shoulder, dangling from the ceiling.

I pull said chain.

All at once, one-hundred gallons of Dr. Pepper splashes down on everyone except me. I am standing on a pedestal, and holding an umbrella.
 
Considers pouring mashed, silken tofu on everyone. But since tofu is so very depressing, I opt for ribeye steaks, fried in butter and caramelized onions, instead.

Enjoy being greasy!
 
Avoids the greasy attack and, grabbing a cabbage, uses it like a bowling ball. The greasy floor means avoidance is futile; you're going down whether or not the cabbage hits you!
 
Concerned that the Food Fight is getting a little
dangerous, @tree opens a five pound bag of
almond meal and sprinkles on floor to give
safe traction, for the participants.
 
I cover the Almond meal in layers of nougat, caramel, and chocolate- thus turning the floor into a giant Snicker's bar.
 
Realising I've just eaten my cheesecake ammunition I am forced to resort to using a spoon to fling baked beans at whoever is in range.
 
I was in the grocery store just last evening, passing by the baked beans, and wondering to myself why I was craving them so badly. There must have been a mineral I needed. Perhaps Iron from the molasses?

So, I'd like to thank you for flinging baked beans at me. You have satisfied my cravings!

In response, I would like to thank you by dumping a vat of kombucha on you, with the scobies, of course. This would be followed by dollops of plain yoghurt, and a jar of saurkraut. You know, because I care if you get your necessary probiotics.
 
As I fight the urge to use the one thing I have, the last cookie, I discover a pot of runny cream cheese. In desperation I pull the lid off and throw it.
 
Don't you dare think about stealing THE COOKIE! (GET the COOKIE)

Against the wishes of @Skittlebisquit , I pull his bride, Seven of Nine, out of her Regeneration Chamber. She and I work tirelessly to acquire a king's ransom of High Fructose Corn Syrup.

Before you can even think of testing the powers of THE COOKIE, as you sit in your maniacal villain's throne, twiddling your fingers and yelling "BUAHAHAHAHA!", I wipe the cream cheese off my face, and dump HFCS all over you, thus sealing you to your seat.

I take your cookie, and then just because my powers match your own, as you sit there, disgusted by what fate has brought you (high fructose corn syrup), I pour salad on you, and all the others involved in this food fight, as well.
 
In an effort to clean up,
@tree blasts the area with
water from a back yard
hose. Water is a vital
food group item.
 
A violent change in the weather causes the water to freeze making the small pieces of ice the perfect thing to drop down the back of tree's shirt.
 

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