Jen: I have a secret to tell you men...
Jen: ...I'm not right handed! {FRO PUNCH!}
Paka: Why so much hate? All I want to do is make beautiful music.
Paka: How does that elbow taste?! Huh, tell me!
Jen: It tastes like hurting!
Fear is somehow amplified on a man with a fake beard. I don't know why.
Jen: This...I learned at ninja school with Batman. He whined just like you.
Anticipation is a terrible thing.
Sad that his wig was getting all the attention, Paka decided to emphasize his favorite part.
Dun da da da!
In what was possibly the most polite sisterly choke ever, Dawn reminded Jen that she'd have to clean the turkey at Thanksgiving this year if she strangled her to death.
Christine tries on the costumes of her fallen comrades.
Pacman's half brother: Larry.
After piling on all the head wear, some swords, the ROUS, a duck, and a spare anvil that was just laying about, Christine's neck gave way. Photo not shown.
Pantea (thru clenched teeth): You never said how small the room would be. You owe me at least two dozen flowers to compensate. What are you waiting for? Get with the picture taking and then bring me daisies!
