Pearfectly apeeling, I do say, to the core.

Led away imperfect imposters.

That's awesome Pokey! What country do you live in?

This is Gospel, for the vagabonds!

*sighs and calls ambulance*

How high can a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you'll never know!

Purghaps sounds better :)

That was brilliant.

I have one! It only just fits in that pocket.

You could say it was a rather BAAAd error.

Imma rat, Imma rat, Imma imma imma rat. (His song)

*consoling pat*

A story so dark, so tragic, you best brace yourself-
*leans closer over candle flame* *leans out a bit because I'll burn myself*
'twas a stormy night, and the light was low, as the children paced the halls.
Their candle flickered up and down in a shaky, nervous gold.
But in the deep and darkness, there was something they failed to see-
There were voices in that corridor, and voices whispering.
And they pressed forward in their blindness, careful so as not to fall-
But in their haste, they missed the crimson, dripping down the walls.

Middle left is Gregory House from House M.D. :)

... Roses are red,
like Firebender's vision,
Snowballs and snow
Are really quite freezing.

Thank you. *bows, takes bowl and dunks it over head ceremoniously*

One of our Gods apologised to you. I'd say we understand the gravity of the situation.

Yes.
Just yes.