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[Helen of Annoy]

You have underestimated both my dandruff and me.

The call of DNA can’t be silenced with microwaves. In other words, you brought enough of my dandruff on my flag to qualify as sort of Trojan horse.

My dandruff held quick counsel and reached conclusion that you are the primary enemy while they can negotiate with me because we are family, dysfunctional but family and after all, screw family that is not dysfunctional, they never have anything interesting going on.
Later the dandruff tribe will be able to rethink the oatmeal massacre and see it was not dandrufficide, but elaborate plot designed to divide and conquer us.

So dandruffies, being blessed with natural gift of strategic thinking, inherited from their mother, who else, crept silently into your room at night and jumped in your open mouth, evading skilfully uvula flapping in rhythm of your snoring, holding on to papillae on your tongue when gushes of air expelled by snoring were threatening to blow them away, forming mass of wet dandruff on suicide mission of blocking your airway.

They will never be forgotten. *minute of silence for my fallen dandruff*   

The only survivor, the one chosen to tell the tale and bring me my flag back, was decorated with Silver Comb with Crossed Hairs medal.

The flag is, naturally, mine.

[Junior Chubb]

Too long have you held the flag...

Well to be honest it took a month to read your dandruff laden yarn from start to finish.

Brandishing a water pistol loaded with Head & Shoulders I infiltrate your lair and take out your final piece of 'Hero Dandruff' with a quick squirt. With your defences down and fearing I will decimate the new batch of dandruff you are currently nurturing you pass me the flag...

I make a clean get away as for now, the flag is mine.

As well as the Silver Comb with Crossed Hairs medal.

Edited by Junior Chubb, 10 May 2013 - 11:52 PM.

[Helen of Annoy]

*points hairdryer to your head*

I thought so. Everyone’s hero until it’s time to have your hair messed up.
Well, in Junior's case it's not about hair but aqualish phobia of dry skin. Anyway, my flag.

[Junior Chubb]

I am so impressed by you remembering I am Aqualish that I will let you keep the flag....


for now