The Isolated Blurt Thread XIX: Ice Cream Has No Bones

[DesEsseintes]

This thread is still slouching towards 5,000?

I blame myself.

 

[Spins]

Pfft. No one believes that.

 

[smoothg103rd]

This thread is still slouching towards 5,000?

I blame myself.

Fuckboy? Where the fuck you been?

 

[girlsmiley]

This thread is still slouching towards 5,000?

I blame myself.

If you hadn't said anything I wouldn't have even noticed.

I'll come back after lunch. It'll be done and dusted by then.

P.S. Hello there, Desmond!

 

[DesEsseintes]

Fuckboy? Where the fuck you been?

I thought you had quit, and that Lit had lost all purpose in your absence.

 

[DesEsseintes]

If you hadn't said anything I wouldn't have even noticed.

I'll come back after lunch. It'll be done and dusted by then.

P.S. Hello there, Desmond!

Evening, Ms. Smiley. I trust the Australian winter is treating you and yours well.

 

[Fata Morgana]

This thread is still slouching towards 5,000?

I blame myself.

WE THOUGHT THE SHED SPIDERS HAD GOT YOU!

 

[DesEsseintes]

WE THOUGHT THE SHED SPIDERS HAD GOT YOU!

Those bastards couldn't get me, O Abortion Queen. I did the manly thing, took a few whimpering tools out, gave up, and told the gardeners to do it. Like. A. Boss.

 

[Fata Morgana]

Those bastards couldn't get me, O Abortion Queen. I did the manly thing, took a few whimpering tools out, gave up, and told the gardeners to do it. Like. A. Boss.

Good man. I was going to offer you my mother's services. She's got mad ninja skills for killing those many-legged fucks. She may look like Barry Fitzgerald's Ma in Going My Way then...BAM! Two bricks, a broken body and the sweet laughter that follows.

 

[smoothg103rd]

I thought you had quit, and that Lit had lost all purpose in your absence.

I did briefly. To try and get my shit together. But I was getting hit with so many shit at one time, I had to put myself on pause. I had to worry about other people. Death and all that. I'm starting to feel like it ain't meant. Because every time I try to do something right, something always end up wrong.

But you didn't answer my question, fuckboy.

 

[dolf]

toff cat has returned!

 

[girlsmiley]

Evening, Ms. Smiley. I trust the Australian winter is treating you and yours well.

Spring next week, Desmond.

It's finally arrived.

The weather has been fabulous. Sun is shining, birds are doing my fucking head in at all kinds of ungodly hours of the morn as per usual, the air is sweet and all is well.

 

[DesEsseintes]

Good man. I was going to offer you my mother's services. She's got mad ninja skills for killing those many-legged fucks. She may look like Barry Fitzgerald's Ma in Going My Way then...BAM! Two bricks, a broken body and the sweet laughter that follows.

Some of these malevolent octanoids would take a whole Hampton Court of bricks to down. But the offer of your mother's services is, naturally, of consummate interest for a host of different reasons. Does she like florentines, Earl Grey and desultory conversation? If so, I may be able to help.

I did briefly. To try and get my shit together. But I was getting hit with so many shit at one time, I had to put myself on pause. I had to worry about other people. Death and all that. I'm starting to feel like it ain't meant. Because every time I try to do something right, something always end up wrong.

But you didn't answer my question, fuckboy.

You are so right. It must have slipped my mind.

toff cat has returned!

I live in a very superior bin.

 

[DesEsseintes]

Spring next week, Desmond.

It's finally arrived.

The weather has been fabulous. Sun is shining, birds are doing my fucking head in at all kinds of ungodly hours of the morn as per usual, the air is sweet and all is well.

The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn:
God's in His heaven—
All's right with the world!

Delighted to hear it.

 

[smoothg103rd]

Some of these malevolent octanoids would take a whole Hampton Court of bricks to down. But the offer of your mother's services is, naturally, of consummate interest for a host of different reasons. Does she like florentines, Earl Grey and desultory conversation? If so, I may be able to help.



You are so right. It must have slipped my mind.



I live in a very superior bin.

I try to be civil, but it doesn't work.

 

[IrezumiKiss]

This thread is still slouching towards 5,000?

I blame myself.

Quality standards are slippin'.

In the old days, we would've been 1,000 posts into a new thread by now.

 

[Fata Morgana]

Some of these malevolent octanoids would take a whole Hampton Court of bricks to down. But the offer of your mother's services is, naturally, of consummate interest for a host of different reasons. Does she like florentines, Earl Grey and desultory conversation? If so, I may be able to help.



You are so right. It must have slipped my mind.



I live in a very superior bin.

I would drop dead in fright. I remember the ones in her old cottage in Ireland. Fucking hobnail boots and balaclavas on those fucks. She mashed them like a freshly dug Maris Piper, god love her.

No, no and yes. She's a massive marmalade connoisseur though so you can bond over some Thick Cut. She likes proper tea, don't forget she's from Cork. I'll send her down in jiffy bag as she's only small - PM me your address.

 

[DesEsseintes]

I would drop dead in fright. I remember the ones in her old cottage in Ireland. Fucking hobnail boots and balaclavas on those fucks. She mashed them like a freshly dug Maris Piper, god love her.

No, no and yes. She's a massive marmalade connoisseur though so you can bond over some Thick Cut. She likes proper tea, don't forget she's from Cork. I'll send her down in jiffy bag as she's only small - PM me your address.

If I haven't entirely lost my older lady technique, she'll be coming in a jiffy.

 

[Fata Morgana]

If I haven't entirely lost my older lady technique, she'll be coming in a jiffy.

If you tell her you hate David Cameron she might bake some soda bread. She's easy like me when it comes to food.

 

[girlsmiley]

Delighted to hear it.

Click and scroll down.

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=1209791&page=164

Sorry you died. Untimely death.

You were missed. Not by me of course, but by others.

 

[allateup]

Where's the restroom in this place?

 

[DesEsseintes]

Click and scroll down.

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=1209791&page=164

Sorry you died. Untimely death.

You were missed. Not by me of course, but by others.

I couldn't find any references to me or my death, but thank you for the thought. You are, naturally, very welcome to come to the funeral. Fata and her mother will be coming to the wake, of course. Sodabread and thick amber tea will be the order of the day.

 

[DesEsseintes]

Where's the restroom in this place?

Take that shit to the fetish forum.

 

[girlsmiley]

I couldn't find any references to me or my death, but thank you for the thought. You are, naturally, very welcome to come to the funeral. Fata and her mother will be coming to the wake, of course. Sodabread and thick amber tea will be the order of the day.

Blind cunt.

Post 4097. Fata started it.

 

[allateup]

Where might it be?