Is everyone napping? Why is it so quiet?

No, just sober.

we're hunting wabbits.

and pussy.

Multitasking.

I've actually been working today.
**Shudder**

I confess. I was working. Was!

We've been waiting for you to post this thread.

Here's a true story of inspiration for the drunk in all of us!

http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1062439.html?menu=

It's disturbing what people do when they're snookered.

I'll fooking bet he is.

He ate poop! With maggotts!! And part of a mouse's ass!!!

As a sick joke, I think I'll hire him to work a kissing booth at the Republican National Convention.

The article had a misprint. Replace "Australian" with "from the Land of Bogs."

he has an from the Land of Bogs name, but he may still be considered australian if his whore of a mother squeezed him out there.

I was shocked that someone would do these things...until I read his name.

you're so sexy when you're trying to be offensive, dear.


much like a homophobe that is actually a closeted, self-hating homosexual, Jacky here wishes that all the men in ireland would bugger him and bukkake his waspy face.

Are you trying to say that I have Leprechaun penis envy?

no, that you secretly love the from the Land of Bogs.


and want to have their babies.

From what I hear, you don't get babies from that kind of love. Only hemoroids. (with red hair.)

only if you don't use lube*.









*no, blood probably wouldn't be considered a proper lube.

You could do better than that envy-wise.

Not when we're talking about Ireland.

I could say:

"So Dinky aint havin' babies?"

But that sounds cruel,
so I won't.

I had to rebuild my computer at work on Friday.
And now my father is here.
And if I don't keep him occupied, he'll just continue to run around my house and fix things. I woke up this morning at 8 and he was mowing my lawn.

After he goes to bed tonight, I'm hittin' the booze and coming in to play.

So . . . someone mowing your weeds for free is BAD?

Send him to my house.

Amazing, he drank a pint of Hill's and lived to tell the tale?

Bring it on, bitch.

Bring it on.

I've taken more than a few Fudds down in my day. I have huge incisors.

"Holy Hand Grenade" time?

Tomorrow is the first day of my official grad-studenthood. I keep hearing campfire stories about how much work I'll have to do. We'll see.

Just get the Mayor to write your papers for you. And carry your books to class.

Hee! Good advice, Loogie.
I'm sure he'd love to do the latter.
It's the end of rush week for the sororities.

He's already helped me out with a couple of sticky logic problems.
(No sorority pledges were harmed.)
He can be uncannily insightful, that one.
Sometimes unnervingly so.

He'd likely improve upon my writing, but that's not saying much.

Good Luck Junior!!
Hopefully you'll still have time for us.

P.S.
I bet bet the Mayor would make a great study subject.

For my thesis — 

Effects of Overfeeding and Candinda's Leather Night on the Internet Predator: a Single-Jockey Study.

I've finished data collection. If that's what you can call dancing with male strippers until the bar closes. I want to go back on vacation.

Good luck.

Wow! I think that's the first time I've seen you use the blinky emoticon.

(Like that's not what you do every Friday.)

Thanks, kid.

Give me a hollar if you need to know the correct conformation, stance, and step-stool involved when a guy makes sweet love to a sheep, goat, cow, or in the case where you are at (minus the step-stool, obviously), an aligator.

Good-luck and may all your professors be push-overs with a taste for absinthe!

I hate emoticons, so I use them sparingly.

Of course, LL elicits that every night,
'cept for the
he gets lots of those.

Balz,
that was fookin' funny,
disturbin'
but funny.

Yep, that's Balzy's speciality.

Dinky's anal babies? That's pretty sick, Grey!
Funny but sick!

Harrumph.

I leave this place for a weekend and all you can do is talk about butt sex and doo-doo babies?

I think ~Y~ is obsessed with havin some Dinky Butt Luvin' . . . what you been doin' wit dat girl?

Corrupting her virtues.

Dinky- where the hell did you find them? She lost them years ago... We looked everywhere.

Picture it, the family Christmas card showing Dinky and me holding our new bundles of joy, the twins... peanut and corn! Ahhh, there's no place like home for the holidays!

...

I want to have 20 of them!


(I hear the blonde ones fetch a good price on the black market)

Yep, that one on the right sure looks like ~Y~.

I'd like to compare the one on the left to you...

But, she doesn't look like an

It's all part of her charm.