What would REALLY happen when Barb dies

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Randy Lahey said:
dude how many cheeseburgers do you guys think chris could eat in one sitting, also how much diarrhea would he produce if he ate 10 whopperitos
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chris could win a diarrhea contest with the right amount of food and the right set of rules
AdultAutisticChild said:
and probably bury her in the cheapest coffin possible with no funeral
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actually chris has already said he's going to cut barb into medallion-sized pieces and sell them to TRUE and HONEST fans for $30, no sense in letting her go to waste
 
or you could wait a few months and find out. She might not last much longer, if you think about it
 
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AdultAutisticChild said:
I agree with that, but considering the fact that she had to pawn a necklace to pay bills, don't you think she has already borrowed from her life insurance, if she even has it?
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Not a lawyer in a US jurisdiction, therefore no idea how to borrow against an insurance policy, is that possible in the US? Would have assumed she had a bog standard only-pays-out-on-production-of-a-death-certificate policy, Would have thought she's required to have your basic term life assurance policy as a condition of the mortgage. We know 14BC is still mortgaged, IIRC?
 
I'd let him move in with me, but he'd have to resume making Sonichu comics and be available for sex at all times. Otherwise I'd beat him with a rubber hose.
 
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Isn't Barb pretty much three quarters a corpse now? I mean, how much is the old hoe even capable of doing these days?
 
Chris called the cops because someone was running a front loader or something outside. He has no problem calling the police. Also, lurk moar.
 
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We only get one chance, once per year. This year, it was our turn. Me and my two loyal friends. Up the mountain, they tell you. Through the waterfall. Then you stare into the abyss. Do not be afraid. Simply listen. Listen to what that ancient spirit asks you, and answer, and you shall have your greatest wish granted to you.

We were a long way from the village now. The spirit looked sad - a long way from his people, too, I would imagine. But I could not back down. This spirit could give me everything I wanted.

"Ask me the question, friend." I could barely speak.

"What..." he barked a foul cough. I could hear pain in his growl. "What would happen... when Barb dies?"

"Oh fuck."
 
Youveasked this question several times. Get new material.
 
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