The Energon Pub

[Psycho Warrior]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

[Halo]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

[The Happy Locust]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

[Halo]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

Hefty.

[Psycho Warrior]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

Hefty.

*points to locust* HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY!
*point to randy* wimpy wimpy wimpy!

[The Happy Locust]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

Hefty.

*points to locust* HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY!
*point to randy* wimpy wimpy wimpy!

*inflated locust begins rumbling.*

Uh guys... you'd better stand clear. I think we're about to test the flatulence catcher again.

[Halo]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

Hefty.

*points to locust* HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY!
*point to randy* wimpy wimpy wimpy!

*inflated locust begins rumbling.*

Uh guys... you'd better stand clear. I think we're about to test the flatulence catcher again.

RUN FOR COVER!!!!!!!!!!

[The Happy Locust]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

Hefty.

*points to locust* HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY!
*point to randy* wimpy wimpy wimpy!

*inflated locust begins rumbling.*

Uh guys... you'd better stand clear. I think we're about to test the flatulence catcher again.

RUN FOR COVER!!!!!!!!!!

*the ground begins to shake and Locust rises inches from the ground.*

Announcer- Launch in T-minus 3... 2... 1...

*Locust is sent skyward, leaving a smoke trail behind him. Within moments, he is gone from sight, nothing more than a stinky twinkle in the sky.*

IT BUUUUURRRRRNNNNSSSSS!

[Halo]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

Hefty.

*points to locust* HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY!
*point to randy* wimpy wimpy wimpy!

*inflated locust begins rumbling.*

Uh guys... you'd better stand clear. I think we're about to test the flatulence catcher again.

RUN FOR COVER!!!!!!!!!!

*the ground begins to shake and Locust rises inches from the ground.*

Announcer- Launch in T-minus 3... 2... 1...

*Locust is sent skyward, leaving a smoke trail behind him. Within moments, he is gone from sight, nothing more than a stinky twinkle in the sky.*

IT BUUUUURRRRRNNNNSSSSS!

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.

[Psycho Warrior]

They're more trouble than they're worth. And when a soul gets loose, all hell breaks loose.

*drum plays a rim shot*

Groucho Locust everyone!

Complete with cigar, fake nose&Mustache, and eyebrow wiggles. But none of them are where you'd expect them to be.

Oh my.

And next up, Harpo Locust.

*a silent locust walks through, making a honking noise with every movement. No one can see the horn where the noise is originating from, but the humor is there nonetheless. Finally, Harpo Locust sits down, with a muffled horn noise coming from the seat. *

That thing you just sat on was full of Fart Powder. It reeks in here.

I think I can help. CALLING THE THREE LOCUST'S!

*three Locusts, one bald and fat, one skinny with red hair, and one with a bowl cut, all saunder in.*

They're expert flatulance absorbers. Go ahead and try'em out.

I dunno...I'm wary about this new product...

Just let one fly. No one'll know.

*walks in and farts* someone order flatulance?

No one light any matches.

There's no harm in it. Watch.

*Locust lights a match. *

What's that hissing noise?

*the addition of fire to an already volatile situation turns the entire situation into a comic mess. The gasses ignite at such speeds that, although no explosion occurs, there is an intense vacuum in the air which causes Locust's body to inflate to a size more than 3 times it's original width.*

not. a. word.

Hefty.

*points to locust* HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY!
*point to randy* wimpy wimpy wimpy!

*inflated locust begins rumbling.*

Uh guys... you'd better stand clear. I think we're about to test the flatulence catcher again.

RUN FOR COVER!!!!!!!!!!

*the ground begins to shake and Locust rises inches from the ground.*

Announcer- Launch in T-minus 3... 2... 1...

*Locust is sent skyward, leaving a smoke trail behind him. Within moments, he is gone from sight, nothing more than a stinky twinkle in the sky.*

IT BUUUUURRRRRNNNNSSSSS!

I wish upon that star... I wish I had a pony.

[Halo]

Brrr. It's cold.

[Psycho Warrior]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

[The Happy Locust]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

[Halo]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

[The Happy Locust]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

[Halo]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

[Psycho Warrior]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

[Halo]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

[The Happy Locust]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

Panda cannon's are dual-use. They also supply meat for local restaurants.

"Kentucky Fried Panda. They're Finger Ling-Ling good"

[Halo]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

Panda cannon's are dual-use. They also supply meat for local restaurants.

"Kentucky Fried Panda. They're Finger Ling-Ling good"

Excuse me. You're dead first.

[Psycho Warrior]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

Panda cannon's are dual-use. They also supply meat for local restaurants.

"Kentucky Fried Panda. They're Finger Ling-Ling good"

Excuse me. You're dead first.

The panda cannon turns people into pandas. Just like my cow ray, turns ugly people into delicious cows.

[The Happy Locust]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

Panda cannon's are dual-use. They also supply meat for local restaurants.

"Kentucky Fried Panda. They're Finger Ling-Ling good"

Excuse me. You're dead first.

The panda cannon turns people into pandas. Just like my cow ray, turns ugly people into delicious cows.

OH, in that case.

*zips away, leaving a cartoonish Locust-shaped cloud which quickly dissapeats, revealing a smoking trail of footprints leading miles away*

[Psycho Warrior]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

Panda cannon's are dual-use. They also supply meat for local restaurants.

"Kentucky Fried Panda. They're Finger Ling-Ling good"

Excuse me. You're dead first.

The panda cannon turns people into pandas. Just like my cow ray, turns ugly people into delicious cows.

OH, in that case.

*zips away, leaving a cartoonish Locust-shaped cloud which quickly dissapeats, revealing a smoking trail of footprints leading miles away*

Not like it would effect me. Unless you like mad cow.

[Halo]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

Panda cannon's are dual-use. They also supply meat for local restaurants.

"Kentucky Fried Panda. They're Finger Ling-Ling good"

Excuse me. You're dead first.

The panda cannon turns people into pandas. Just like my cow ray, turns ugly people into delicious cows.

OH, in that case.

*zips away, leaving a cartoonish Locust-shaped cloud which quickly dissapeats, revealing a smoking trail of footprints leading miles away*

Not like it would effect me. Unless you like mad cow.

Yum braindamage.

[Tweezy]

Brrr. It's cold.

*skins a randy* here you go. *is doused with red paint from PETA*

*Peta girls yell "FUR IS MURDER" repeatedly.*

Hey guys. What's going on?

*upon seeing the Locust in his trademark thong, the PETA girl immediately skins two more randies, covers Locust in the new coat, and chants "THONG IS WRONG!" repeatedly.*

hypocrite...

Quick! Bring in the other PETA!!!

There's another Peta?

People for the
Eating of
Tasty
Animals.

PETA. Duh.

Halo wins.
Halo gained 2,000 cool points.
Halo can now use panda cannon.

Panda's are my favorite animal. You are dead.

Panda cannon's are dual-use. They also supply meat for local restaurants.

"Kentucky Fried Panda. They're Finger Ling-Ling good"

Excuse me. You're dead first.

The panda cannon turns people into pandas. Just like my cow ray, turns ugly people into delicious cows.

OH, in that case.

*zips away, leaving a cartoonish Locust-shaped cloud which quickly dissapeats, revealing a smoking trail of footprints leading miles away*

Not like it would effect me. Unless you like mad cow.

Yum braindamage.

'Tis truly the sweetest of meats!