Like slavering hounds chasing the kitten down the course, the freepers are off to the great Zot tournament, in this gem of a thread:
You will note that Jimbo is jumping out of the weeds with the ZotHammer already in post #4, and that the tone is already so hysterical in the Begathon that freepers even thinking out of the straitjacket may not last long. If I were knarf, I’d pipe down amd hide under the nearest table. It might help if there’s a lot of greasy food, creamcakes and cats on it.
The graphics I expected are starting to show up, with the obscenely fat baby so well-known for for being pinned on his parents tire iron is depicted issuing a zot-challenge to all disloyal members of the cult.
Actually, I think Jim – and the inner freeperium – may be infected by Toxoplasma, a catific bacterium that drives its vicitms insane and orders them into serfdom to cats. Obviously, the need for mansions, huge food mountains, and ritual attacks on whatever catches the maniac’s attention is another aspect of the unsanitary animals mode of being. This is going to be a very fun Begathon :).
Bonus Question: Who owns this child? Is a Freeper responsible for his abuse?