Throw something at the above poster game.

*throws in 2 pennies

 

*Throws a hat to catch the pennies in*

 

*throws scarf that looks FABULOUS with the hat

 

*throws The Artist Formerly Known As Prince back at Carmina*

 

*Throws a book of baby names to help "The Artist Formerly Known as Prince" pick an easier name to type.

 

*throws Weird 'Al' Yankovic*

 

*Throws Napoleon Dynamite, thinking they make a good pair*

 

*picks up a stick and uses it to throw Jack Black's dirty underwear* ewww!

 

*Digs in refrigerator and finds disgusting moldy food to throw. Throws cold AND disgustingly fowl leftovers...*

 

*gets a crane and hurls a dumpster of whale guts*

 

Garmar, I don't think you like your job.


*Throws garmar some money ($12 000) to finish university and eventually (hopefully) afterwards, he can find himself a decent job (Instead of operating a crane and hurls dumpsters of whale guts)*

 

Very creative...


And for Jack:

*Throws a TV studio and filming crew so he can produce his "Rich Benefactor TV Show" designed to uplift and transend those who don't enjoy their occupation in life.

 

*throws a punch at Mcarpenter*

 

*throws monkey poo to protect benevolent banana god*

 

*throws a dog bouquet*

 

*Throws Riddlin or other ADHD meds to calm down othman's bouncing gnome.*

(...am I the benevolent monkey god now? and do I want to ask what a dog bouquet is?)

 

Thanks for the meds and a dog bouquet is when you gether a dog up in your arms and ... voila! You have your very own doggy bouquet!

*throws a key to heaven ... for the meds*

 

*throws giant padlock

 

*Throws superman -- to defeat villanous Carmina and a counselor to help her achieve a perfect state of happiness.*

 

*Throws therapist's couch

 

*Throws a therapists notebook with silly doodles inside and nothing actually thought provoking or useful*

 

*throws Carmina's medical/psych file...you better duck..its heavy

 

*throws away the last bits of my sanity and begin to run around naked.
...
...
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

 

*throws Freud's mother's corpse, and wonders just what that really says about me*

 

*throws box of cigars while screaming "Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar"