Registered: Jul 2000
Location: Oregon. America.
Posts: 2076

In lieu of...

Deft blow.

Score me a hit and punish the chancellor by adding ovarian hesitancy to his growing list of sexual rations. Kick out the treble and head home on the strings of an enormous knit pattern jump suit.

Terrified?

Small beans when held in the contemptuous and damning light of our radiant justice!

(kiss the frog bitch.)

In hushed tones I reiterate my demands:

(kiss the frog, bitch.)

!The bank is liberated!

Smell my fist…

Novocain bench press and a hundred starving penguins were brought to witness “game show mania.” If you wanted passion, then I gave you my sordid affairs, which you splayed out across your dashboard and melted sewage on my golden brow,. L[efcc….

Listen:

These are my affairs. Play light amongst the bungled, and the gravitational distortions shall plague you not.

“Tune in tomorrow for another exciting episode, where you’ll see catchy lines like these”:

I milked my dick all over the stove. HISS HISS HISS! Drip drop drip, “descend upon the scalding coils my freakish soldiers!” screamed the tyrant. “Slip through my breach and gather yourselves, for below me is your salvation, your mandatory suicide.”

“And”:

Cut.

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Registered: Sep 2000
Location:
Posts: 1925

*pokes feral*

MMM! feral is a giant gelatinous cube.

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: Sydney
Posts: 2570

Feral needs to attend to his email.
And none of that dickstove stuff.
(I'm not here).

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