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Solution: Seriously I have no clue

Circumstances: It is raining pudding..Gah!! Pudding
Solution:

Kurtz: Woulda thought she would've got it by now. *uses his sword to knock the words 'Child' into the wall*

Circumstance:

Steven: We just lost all our booze and pie jokes. Seriously, I haven't seen much booze and we've lost almost all our pies....
Solution:

Shadow: *opens a panel in the wall that holds a large red phone with two buttons on it, one's a pie the other a can of beer.* I got it covered, *Pushes the pie button* Yeah baker's square? Yeah it's SDP, yeah. Cool, put it on the tab. *Hangs up and then pushes the beer button* It's SDP. *Hangs up*

*Seconds later billions of trucks full of pie and beer pull up*

Circumstance:

Uhhh, is anyone here over 21? I forgot I'm only 20.
Solution:

Kyo: Count three more days and you'll have a 20 here.

Circumstance:

Kyo: *sees hundreds of pies flying about, before they all attack Shadow* Remind me not to abuse pies.
Solution:

Shadow: DIN'S FIRE!! *Punches the ground and a dome of flame encircles him cooking the pies to a tasty melty level*

Circumstance:

I WARMED UP THE BEER!! WE NEED TO COOL IT DOWN FAST!
Solution: Saphire: I got it *takes a deep breath* Ice Breath *exhales and a cold wind ices the beer nicely*

Circumstances: Saphire: *sweatdrops* I think I over did it a bit and the beer is frozen
Solution: Guys. *Snaps fingers, suddenly each truck turns into seven kegs of cold temperature beer* SPAM. And hell with age, I'm 16 and I'll still drink! *Grabs two kegs in his arms and one with his tail*

Circumstance: In the next seven seconds, you'll experience the ancient arts of leaving friends 'dry'.
Solution: *grabs a keg and uses his sword to cut the top open then lifts it up and poors it down my throat* I think I'm experiencing it now *starts openning another one*

Circumstances: Okay now I'm drunk as fuck and I dont know what I'm doing and I probably wont know what will happen to me next....any ideas
Solution: Laugh my head off and yell 'weakling' from getting drunk so fast after so many competitions. *Downs every remaining keg*

Circumstance: Now I am drunk.

Dot: Such news *Rolls eyes*
Solution:
Disturbed: *passed out on the floor*
Saphire: *sighed* No more beer for you...

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Saphire: Sometimes I wonder how he's my brother