Heh heh. ZombyWoof just stole my trachea.

[Rabrrrrrr]

That prankster bastard. Rang the doorbell, said he was from the library, so I let him in. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in a puddle of my own blood with a missing trachea and Zomby's little calling card with a shadow outline of a zomby wolf's head. I started to laugh at the sheer bravado, and at the relative obscurity, of the prank, but it caused too much blood to come out so I stopped and am now just laughing inside.

Still, good prank, old shoe. Good prank! Well done!!

[Zomby Woof]

1. fuckin' tracheas are overrated

Just shove yer food in yer butt next time, save us some time. :hurts:

[Elidor]

2. He got my spleen, the loveable bastard

Rang the bell and said, "Land shark." I yelled "Dan Akroyd!" and opened the door. Then I woke up in a room at Our Lady of Perpetual Enemas Hospital with a large bill and some little ben-wa balls attached to a couple of sticks. Oh, wait - those are rosary beads. My bad.

I dunno what my spleen was for. I reckon I don't need it all that much. I hope he finds it useful.

[Zomby Woof]

6. I am using it as a decoy whistle

I attract teen-pop idols from reality TV shows, and devour them whole.

[BikeWriter]

3. He stole your trachea? Oh shit, Dude! That was rude!

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4. Have you filed a police report?

If you do it within 24 hours, they have a better chance of recovering it.

[Rabrrrrrr]

5. No, you don't file police reports for pranks. He did it fair and square,

and caught me when I wasn't paying attention. It was my own fault, and it was a hella funny prank, you have to admit.

He has, however, escalated the level of pranking.

His uppance shall come.