Sex & Shenanigans

I have NO idea what was going on the whole time but…

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It was a bit of Vogon poetry! Though, as the Guide tells us;

Vogon poetry is of course, the third worst in the universe.
The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their poet master Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem "Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning" four of his audience died of internal haemorrhaging and the president of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived by gnawing one of his own legs off.
 
It was a bit of Vogon poetry! Though, as the Guide tells us;

Vogon poetry is of course, the third worst in the universe.
The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their poet master Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem "Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning" four of his audience died of internal haemorrhaging and the president of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived by gnawing one of his own legs off.
I think I love you.
 
Ok so you’re not allowed to blame me for leaving you in charge because I didn’t yesterday … I just didn’t leave anyone in charge and you took it upon yourself.

This thread is a hive of its own … so all you little busy bees keep it buzzing today.
I wasn’t really blaming you, I just wanted you to know that everything was terrible without you and is super better with you. And being my best whiny self about it was the only way I knew how to do that.
 
Be still my beating heart, for this beautiful women recited Douglas Adams to me *swoon*
I think "be still my beating heart" is usually a preface to a major heart attack when it comes to Vogon poetry. You should have that looked at. I volunteer. Send pics.

Fuck. I'm teaching today and can't listen to any audios.
Don't worry, that horrific assault on the senses will stay up for everyone to gawk at!
 
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