Put 100 bottles of rum up before the mods steal 'em

[Crestshot]

8 bottles. Eh, we were doomed anyway.

[Kat Five Knives]

9 bottles... from jail cell

[Captain Sharktooth]

10 bottles. Jail..... oh how I love that place.

[Crestshot]

11 bottles. It does have that certain air of... yah, no, it's just horrid.

[Captain Sharktooth]

12 bottles. But you visit there so often?

[Crestshot]

13 bottles. Not really often, but a regular enough basis. Too many friends end up there.

[HammyTheSquirrel]

14 bottles of natural, non-artificially flavoured me-ness.

[Crestshot]

15 bottles. Please get out of my rum.

[HammyTheSquirrel]

Sweet 16 bottles of drunken monkeys.

[Crestshot]

17 bottles. That works, I suppose, though not much better...

[HammyTheSquirrel]

18 bottles of buttered fingers.

[Crestshot]

19 bottles. To get someone back to the correct size?

[HammyTheSquirrel]

20 bottles of Jabberwocky blood.

[Crestshot]

21 bottles. I'd rather stay in Underland.

[HammyTheSquirrel]

22 bottles of--- OFF WITH HER HEAD!!!--- what was I saying?