Full Version: You fuck me, I fuck you.
Let the poo flinging commence.
...
Why thank you, drinkslinger. I'll get my slingshot handy.
I hate you all.
But I LOVE you and your sausage, Kirk.
A poo-flinging thread? Someone get DG!
Half of the membership never did, but for the other half it was well worth the effort.
I love Nymphadora.
Fuck the rest of you!
Fuck the rest of you!
Love you too Helfrich!
Who doesn't love Nymph, will have to deal with me.
Who does will have to deal with crab lice.
No, hon. I run a clean machine.
But I imagine Stroller has plenty of parasites by now.
Absinthist: thanks.
But I imagine Stroller has plenty of parasites by now.
Absinthist: thanks.
The first gob of poo has been officially slung.
...™
It was the splat heard 'round the Lounge.
Perhaps not entirely 'round.
Stroller might be enjoying his "Ignore User" feature.
Stroller might be enjoying his "Ignore User" feature.
QUOTE(absinthist @ Jul 2 2007, 03:08 PM) 
Who doesn't love Nymph, will have to deal with me.
Oh, boy.
Gonna talk to me
until I puke from
dizziness?
Xouldn't take long either.
Too long so far.
QUOTE(greeneyes @ Jul 2 2007, 01:44 PM)
Perhaps not entirely 'round.
Stroller might be enjoying his "Ignore User" feature.
Probably. He has no qualms about threatening me in private messenges. He doesn't want everyone else to know he's such a schmuck. Could also explain his penchant for puppets.
Sounds like some
fun went down.
fun went down.
Let's talk about that. I'm bored with the other drama. That's like so 3 days ago.
So, anyway, in Seattle...
The story's credibility is already xot
as it is improbable that Liver recalls anything from Seattle.
as it is improbable that Liver recalls anything from Seattle.
Why does Dinky's title remind me of the Barney™ song?
I was a good boy
in Seattle until
the lulling ambiance
of the airport.
in Seattle until
the lulling ambiance
of the airport.
Um, well,
I bitched a lot,
only on a 'cuz
the thing wasn't
run to my OCD
anal compulsive
standards.
I bitched a lot,
only on a 'cuz
the thing wasn't
run to my OCD
anal compulsive
standards.
And speakin' of
anal-
Mrs. Micro B
stabbin' me in
the asshole
@ the hotel was
lovely.
anal-
Mrs. Micro B
stabbin' me in
the asshole
@ the hotel was
lovely.
Still festering.
Um, yeah.
Dirty girl.
Dirty stick.
Dirty girl.
Dirty stick.
You got stabbed in the asshole?! With what?
Dirty stick.
QUOTE(Louched Liver @ Jul 2 2007, 02:34 PM)
QUOTE(absinthist @ Jul 2 2007, 03:08 PM)
Who doesn't love Nymph, will have to deal with me.
Oh, boy.
Gonna talk to me
until I puke from
dizziness?
Pukin's healthy, poking at even healthier.
You must
feel wonderful.
feel wonderful.
i'm here about the fucking
So am I. It's all about absent tits.
Still waiting for the action.
Still waiting for the action.
Fuck yes!
Um, no.
QUOTE(Louched Liver @ Jul 2 2007, 10:59 PM)
I was a good boy
in Seattle until
the lulling ambiance
of the airport.
The only time you
were a good boy
was at the airport.
I can't believe they
can change reservations
that quickly and easily.
Good thing too.
And you were bitching
because I was spooning
you in the room and
not the other way
around.
I thought he was upset because you didn't offer to push in his stool.
He didn't sit down
long enough. He
was up and running
from the get go.
Especially when
he was moshing to
Dickie Slackie's
muzak.
long enough. He
was up and running
from the get go.
Especially when
he was moshing to
Dickie Slackie's
muzak.
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