[Hutchy]

Pun-Battle of the century. Death V Darkus V River V Cerb.

Cerb: Anyway, no more taking the piss out of Con.
He needs to get to a Pokemon Centre to heal up his burn.
Death: We have a berry for that.
Cerb: Berry good idea
Death: Orange you glad I was here to suggest it?
River: NO
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): I'm melon this letter to my friend.
Death: Seems we've gotten ourselves into quite a pickel.
Cerb: What a Kumquat
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): We better squash what we are doing.
Death: Oh, but Mikael, I relish the opportunity to pun.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): Will they lettuce do more puns, Death?
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): I always cream of doing puns like these.
Death: Pardon me a moment, Mikael. I need to take a leek.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): Eww. Let's not taco 'bout that.
Death: THis conversation is getting a bit bare... allow me to put some cloves on it.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): Really? I found it very a peeling.
Death: This sort of witty banter is normally reserved for macadamia, you know.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): I'm sure they won't carrot all.
Death: Well that is an interesting turnip events.
Death: Lemon say to you in a civil manner, Mikael; I appleaud your efforts.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): This is only a peach of what I got, sir.
Death: Is that just your oponion?
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): It's about as factual as my a salt rifle I have.
Death: Not chipin' away at you, am I?
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): No, but the point is, that a salt rifle is non eggs instant.
Death: I'm sorry to say, but they will be chicken you into hospital soon.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): It's okay, I'm sure I'll sauerkraut of the place.
Death: Apearantly you forgot something. I have a pack of puns in this coconut of mine and I will find great pleasure in beeting you.
Death: I will artichoke you until you turn blueberry.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): Lettuce go before this gets too beeted in here.
Death: First let me cashew a question. Do you feel lucky?
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): Can yew eggsplain to me what you mean?
River: This is sounding kind of spammy..
River: SHIT I MADE A VEGETABLE YOKE!
Death: I lactose the patience to continue. It's amusing you faced me without noticing the vast margerine of error...
And River just hammed it up.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): That was very eggselent.
Death: I have to ask. May we churn the tables? Do you yield? Cos I am really frikken' tired.
Mikael Duffman (Darkus): Lettuce rest a bit.
Death: Yes. Apparently I crumbled.
Death: I'm just plum, tired.
Death: I suppose my condition is parsley to blame. I should have seen this cumin.
Death: Thank whatever cosmic power is out there it's grain over.


In the end, we just ran out of thyme.