The table is probably cold and wet and lonely tonight.
What a horrible fucking Christmas. We rotted it with our own selfishness.
Table, we are so, so sorry. We should have been there for you today to ash all over you.
Tales of the Smokers' Table
Keeping Chapman cranky since 2005.
For supper today Jake has brought an entire fried chicken.
robotislove asked:
How long would it take to build a house out of yarn?
Mike: Well, considering we’d be smoking in it, that’s irrelevant. It’d just go down in flames.
Brett: Maybe if we just made a beach tent with a porta-potty?
Mike: I’d prefer a fort.
Jean: Even with all the ST’s powers combined, we’re so easily distractable and lazy that it would take quite a few years. Unless we have one of those child’s looms… nope. Still years and years.
smokerstable asked:
IT WORKS
IT WOOOORKS
GPOTST
(via spontaneousresistance)
Ask the Smoker's Table!
The link is tenuously working, so SHOOT!
tumblrbot asked:
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
CIGARETTES AND LAPTOPS.
I’m trying to add the “Ask” and “Submit” options to the Smoker Table tumblr, but it keeps screwing up.
Some serious “URL not found” shit.
Also, the dashboard is telling me that I have one pending message, but then I click to read it… and it tells me THERE ARE NO MESSAGES! (written and directed by M. Night Shyamalan.)
Bear with me ask I try to fix this and soon enough, you can ask Smoker Table patrons various questions, or even ask for advice!
I will skull-fuck you in the face or face-fuck you in the skull. It’s your choice.
Jake Garland is apparently upset that Mike hasn’t seen HP6.
Understandable.
(via dammitjean)
Nothing but love here today.
If Mike wants to sleep at the table he’s gonna get covered up like a hobo.
“Commiserate Colloquially, Constantly.”
New Smokers’ Table motto, courtesy of Jimmy Beam.
If anyone wants to make a seal out of this with a lion and some Latin nonsense, that’d be legit.
You Just Lost The Game.
To all the people that hang around the Chapman Smoker’s Tables.
You just lost The Game.
And by some twist of fate.
I just won.
I just lost.
Oh goddamnit.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Pbbbbth
SONS… I AM DISAPPOINT
There is a man sitting here, an unfamiliar of this table… who reeks of sandalwood.
I will drown it out with second-hand smoke.
Today in The Panther. Really.
IT’S ALIIIVE
