Woah! I just got caligulated by an after thought of the ol' less two, but one! Times are grouping up like pencil-shavings to a magnet, if ya krunk ma phunk...
magic hate ball and Nun are on the right track; it is about stars, but at the same time it's about life. EsteemedLeader seems to be teetering on the edge of a goo-looblaster that has been parsnip'd all out of choose. However, in time, he may return and share elbows. Clovie, could if she would, but she can't. Time? No, thank you...I'm using rosemary as a substitute. The rest of the rabble are in need of quiet time. Neo is nearly chalked though. Keep plugging away.
Now, as then, we are/were/weren't only a pair of shoes. Forget that! Get yourself some 'Hoegarden' - is it a real word? hoo knows...
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd FlooAHAHAHAHAHA!!! You tickle my pizzle to my nizzle...but honour is as honour does so do it! And I'll check da phat lady y0! God! Ya gotta love a woman, and Nirvana is spread wide for all to see, y'see.
Woah! I just got caligulated by an after thought of the ol' less two, but one! Times are grouping up like pencil-shavings to a magnet, if ya krunk ma phunk...magic hate ball and Nun are on the right track; it [B]is
about stars, but at the same time it's about life. EsteemedLeader seems to be teetering on the edge of a goo-looblaster that has been parsnip'd all out of choose. However, in time, he may return and share elbows. Clovie, could if she would, but she can't. Time? No, thank you...I'm using rosemary as a substitute. The rest of the rabble are in need of quiet time. Neo is nearly chalked though. Keep plugging away.Now, as then, we are/were/weren't only a pair of shoes. Forget that! Get yourself some 'Hoegarden' - is it a real word? hoo knows... [/B]
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd FlooHold up! Before you continue...I'm compelled to transliterate for all those who may find your jingle jangle far too wide a berth to comprehend.
Yo sayeth dough shit dat me likey-likes in the tip-trip-squip. Lippa-lip and Tilly-Trip gotta billa blip ma lollo-grip. Whip, take a mark wide, gather the juice, smell dat gravey inside.
Trans: I am not what you say and what you say is not what I am, I yam? Why certainly with gravy on da syde and a leg and a breast if you please.
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Woah! I just got caligulated by an after thought of the ol' less two, but one! Times are grouping up like pencil-shavings to a magnet, if ya krunk ma phunk...magic hate ball and Nun are on the right track; it [B]is
about stars, but at the same time it's about life. EsteemedLeader seems to be teetering on the edge of a goo-looblaster that has been parsnip'd all out of choose. However, in time, he may return and share elbows. Clovie, could if she would, but she can't. Time? No, thank you...I'm using rosemary as a substitute. The rest of the rabble are in need of quiet time. Neo is nearly chalked though. Keep plugging away.Now, as then, we are/were/weren't only a pair of shoes. Forget that! Get yourself some 'Hoegarden' - is it a real word? hoo knows... [/B]
Originally posted by magic_hate_ballAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Sadly all I got outta dis was "are you there?" Knick-Knack slap-a-whack. Good try though...very good try!
plantin seeds imy Hoegarden but the bulbs wont fit take them and screw them in and see the light from underground and you dig the sound of the earthworms aerating the soild between your ears like when your mom would ask"are you growing potatoes in there?"
the pencil shavings are graphite lock tite, lock step off the curb into a sewer...sue her for false claims and clams you spit up after your feeding time im on the right track....could it be Daytona or Talledega...no one knows....keep pluggin' maybe one day youll find the extension cord baybee!!!
In club of free-three, do all clovers remiss! We be born and so hope fillets the flavour of our ready-made remedy remade malady of Kowloon, M'lady! It's all about those there them and that this being broken, then whoops-aloopa-doo, looky whoee camey fixedy thisy messy!?! Tis was we! Well, by giant leaps we've bounded the useuselesslessnessness of what wan't not going on before about all the shit faces and twinkles in eyes beating their pre-pubic chests as they remonstrate against words they don't know yet - different from not understand or comprehension, for sure. Said the Moocow one day, well it was a very good day. Re-joyce!
Syren, my dear, I shall help you by proposing this question:
If I was to display my hands to you, with the little fingers touching each other and my opposable thumbs completing the shape of the letter 'W', I do believe we may have found the indisputable formula for the size of a perfect ass.
Do you concur?
Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Have a care, o' lady fair. To enter the mind with mazes upon mazes will leave you wanting more and if more, then nothing less than nothing will be your reward. *gasp*
But to pretend like I have no care would mean learning and knowing nothing more than nothing. And nothing is something I never want to know.
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Syren, my dear, I shall help you by proposing this question:If I was to display my hands to you, with the little fingers touching each other and my opposable thumbs completing the shape of the letter 'W', I do believe we may have found the indisputable formula for the size of a perfect ass.
Do you concur?
*snigger* I just tried that, with my ass to the mirror and my face over the shoulder peeping.. it worked 😱