Hey! Awesome narration, Product! You oughta be a novelist or something! Sorry I'm late, guys; heavy traffic, online and offline! So, what'd I miss?
Awwww. what's some explosives between friends?
"Friends"? Whaddaya mean "friends"?! You're not in my friends list; ergo, you are my enemy! >:O
really? cuz you're in mine.
Well, this is awkward, especially after I voted for your demise. Heh-heh, sorry 'bout that, Salsa. And speaking of awkward, I just realized that the squatter in Town Hall Product was referring to was Mayor waff himself! Hey, Product, you shouldn't talk about the (late) mayor like that!
Let us know when you get the election thread up.
(Uh-oh, here we go again. Man, I hate politics.) Well, Product, it's been fun! (Renga vigorously shakes his hand.) I'd love to participate in the upcoming election, but I--uh, have just received an important job offer in another country, meaning that it's time for me to go! Besides, you townies are too weird, even for me! See ya; wouldn't wanna be ya!
(Renga floats into the sunset on a cloud made by his weather machine.)