Rock, Paper, Scissors

[Katherine↑↓]

pushes you through the veil!

[unspecialfish↑↓]

"Not my daughter you B-word!"

[Pardona↑↓]

The boggart in the wardrobe renders you harmless with fear!

[unspecialfish↑↓]

I turn your boggart into a Balloon Dress.

[loser↑↓]

I pop your balloon dress with the fearless push pin!

[Siniri↑↓]

Georges d'Anthès mortally wounds your Pushkin in a duel -- note: don't challenge someone to a duel when you're the weaker fighter.

[unspecialfish↑↓]

I throw a Croissant for your Frenchmen to fetch.

[loser↑↓]

Your Croissant succumbs to the enemy of all food...

[Siniri↑↓]

Oral hairy leukoplakia renders the mouth too painful to eat.
(warning, some might find the picture gross, though I did try to find a less "graphic" one)

[Regan↑↓]

EBV-induced oral hairy leukoplakia, meet your match: Gertrude B. Ellion, developer of acyclovir.

[unspecialfish↑↓]

The hawtness of my old man distracts your old lady.

[Siniri↑↓]

Your old man gets a little too hot and spontaneously combusts:

[DM was on fire!↑↓]

Your clown shoes are no match for the original Ronald McDonald.


THE ONE. THE ONLY. THE WILLARD.

[loser↑↓]

But Grimace has more myspace friends



My Purple...thing? rounds up his pesky preteens to bring Ronald/Willard DOWN

[Siniri↑↓]

A mere grimace is no match for a hatchetface: