The Isolated Blurt Thread XLII : Saint Peter is a douchebag

[Radiohead]

Mary and Ewan are meeting me for a threesome. Want to stop by?

Who the fuck is mary?

 

[MelissaBaby]

Who the fuck is mary?

Mary Elizabeth Winstead, she for whom a previous Blurt thread was named.

 

[Radiohead]

Right. Give me Katherine Moennig any day of the week, my child.

 

[MelissaBaby]

Right. Give me Katherine Moennig any day of the week, my child.

I can see that bod by looking in the mirror.

Do you watch Ray Donovan?

 

[Radiohead]

I can see that bod by looking in the mirror.

Do you watch Ray Donovan?

I'm in Australia.

And, when I was in the states, she was the best bit of Young Americans, before the L word.

 

[Saint Peter]

The steamy mirror.

 

[MelissaBaby]

The steamy mirror.

I now have a goal in life:

The Isolated Blurt Thread XLIII :Melissa's Steamy Mirror

 

[Saint Peter]

Goals are important.

 

[Radiohead]

I now have a goal in life:

The Isolated Blurt Thread XLIII :Melissa's Steamy Mirror

Ahem

The muppet can’t post this; think of the kids isn’t good enough?

 

[IrezumiKiss]

Mary and Ewan are meeting me for a threesome. Want to stop by?

Damn, that's some classic coordination. That was my art school days, except I had oxblood Docs. Style still rocks.

Mary Elizabeth Winstead, she for whom a previous Blurt thread was named.

Yeah, Mary Liz Win was wifey. Still is, to be honest.

I now have a goal in life:

The Isolated Blurt Thread XLIII :Melissa's Steamy Mirror

If you reach that goal, you have to inaugurate the thread properly with a steamy mirror pic of you in that exact Katherine Moennig stance. Nakey or not.

Well, preferably nakey.

 

[Aglaopheme]

I can see that bod by looking in the mirror.

Do you watch Ray Donovan?

She's so stinking sexy.

*drool*

 

[Not Normal]

Who the fuck is mary?

Ask Richard Thompson.

 

[Saint Peter]

At Denny's,

 

[Aglaopheme]

I was just reading that. Is it product placement? All I can say is they need a better meeting place for the spread.

 

[Saint Peter]

I was just reading that. Is it product placement? All I can say is they need a better meeting place for the spread.

Senior discounted spreads are not easy to come by.

 

[Saint Peter]

 

[jezzilee]

Who the fuck is Alice?

FYP

YW

 

[Saint Peter]

"Why would Kim Jong-un insult me by calling me 'old,' when I would NEVER call him 'short and fat?'"

It just gets weirder and weirder.

 

[MelissaBaby]

I think it would be cool if all movie trailers were narrated by the chairman from Iron Chef.

 

[MelissaBaby]

Petey, if you are going to stretch the page, do it with a dick pic.

 

[Emerson40]

Who wore it better?

 

[Aglaopheme]

Who wore it better?

Hill, of course. Just please do not find Trump in Moennig's outfit.

 

[Saint Peter]

Who wore it better?

 

[Emerson40]

“American planes, full of holes and wounded men and corpses, took off backwards from an airfield in England. Over France, a few German fighter planes flew at them backwards, sucked bullets and shell fragments from some of the planes and crewmen. They did the same for wrecked American bombers on the ground, and those planes flew up backwards to join the formation.

The formation flew backwards over a German city that was in flames. The bombers opened their bomb bay doors, exerted a miraculous magnetism which shrunk the fires, gathered them into cylindrical steel containers, and lifted the containers into the bellies of the planes. The Germans below had miraculous devices of their own, which were long steel tubes. They used them to suck more fragments from the crewmen and planes. But there were still a few wounded Americans, though, and some of the bombers were in bad repair. Over France, though, German fighters came up again, made everything and everybody as good as new.

When the bombers got back to their base, the steel cylinders were taken from the racks and shipped back to the United States of America, where factories were operating night and day, dismantling the cylinders, separating the dangerous contents into minerals. Touchingly, it was mainly women who did this work. The minerals were then shipped to specialists in remote areas. It was their business to put them into the ground, to hide them cleverly, so they would never hurt anybody ever again.

The American fliers turned in their uniforms, became high school kids.”

—Slaughterhouse Five, Kurt Vonnegut​

 

[Bookishleigh]

Mary and Ewan are meeting me for a threesome. Want to stop by?

Eh, maybe that would normally sound enticing - I’m just in a dark place right now. Guess it’s to be expected when you learn of the death of someone you once were so close to but stopped talking to after a ridiculous argument. I always thought eventually we would get over it. I thought wrong.

And my phone crapped out at some point through the night.

“It can’t rain all the time.” I’ll be fine.