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[NoJo]

on't you hate threads with titles like this?

 

[Guest]

on't you hate threads with titles like this?

Yes, they're hard to click on.

 

[Shock Chick]

on't you hate threads with titles like this?

Quit fucking with me. I have sore nipples.

Night! (Again.)

 

[NoJo]

Quit fucking with me. I have sore nipples.

Night! (Again.)

Fuck off then, bitch.

 

[yui]

Sort of. But only because I feel like they are brought to me by Sesame Street. I expect lewd muppet comments or The Count or something.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Fuck off then, bitch.

Joe always knows what to say to the ladies.

 

[Shock Chick]

Fuck off then, bitch.

You fucker! You knew that would make me want to stay, didn't you?

Bastard. Made me moist.

 

[Shock Chick]

Joe always knows what to say to the ladies.

Ladies!?

Fucking hahaha!

 

[NoJo]

Sort of. But only because I feel like they are brought to me by Sesame Street. I expect lewd muppet comments or The Count or something.

Now you've exposed your little peccadillo to the world, Yui. You're a muppophile.

 

[NoJo]

Ladies!?

Fucking hahaha!

I'm more of a lady than you are, and I've got a knob.

 

[yui]

Now you've exposed your little peccadillo to the world, Yui. You're a muppophile.

It's The Count. "Wan, Wan orgasm…two, two orgasm…thhree, thhree orgasm…"

 

[Shock Chick]

I'm more of a lady than you are, and I've got a knob.

Quite!

Don't forget the spit when you polish it, love.

I really am fucking off now.

 

[NoJo]

It's The Count. "Wan, Wan orgasm…two, two orgasm…thhree, thhree orgasm…"

I missed that episode. It was probably an unreleased tape that got out on the black market.

 

[NoJo]

Quite!

Don't forget the spit when you polish it, love.

I really am fucking off now.

Of course you are. Don't forget to Brillo your undercarriage.

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

Sort of. But only because I feel like they are brought to me by Sesame Street. I expect lewd muppet comments or The Count or something.

I expect Cookie Monster to come and eat all my cookies.

Then I'll have to log in everywhere and try to remember my passwords.

 

[yui]

I missed that episode. It was probably an unreleased tape that got out on the black market.

Actually on the yellow market.

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

Actually on the yellow market.

Sounds more like the blue market to me!

 

[NoJo]

Actually on the yellow market.

Now, you can get away with that...

 

[NoJo]

Fuck.. laptop battery running out... goodnight, horny people.

 

[yui]

Now, you can get away with that...

Jesus loves the little children and all that...

 

[yui]

Sounds more like the blue market to me!

I do like you, VB. Blue Sesame Street...must be a cul de sac.

 

[pop_54]

Fuck.. laptop battery running out... goodnight, horny people.

Fuck doll's sprung a leak and gone soft on me, nite Joe

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

. . . Blue Sesame Street...must be a cul de sac.

You should check the Internet Movie Database for Kermit and Miss Piggy in "The Muppets Do Place Pigalle"

 

[shereads]

Is this what Seattle Zack meant when he called for a return to the days of crafted, literate posts? Good for you! Maybe this is a turning point for the forum, Joe. A return to the heydey of the Author's Hangout.

 

[Guest]

Is this what Seattle Zack meant when he called for a return to the days of crafted, literate posts? Good for you! Maybe this is a turning point for the forum, Joe. A return to the heydey of the Author's Hangout.

when i read your post, Sher...i got the most lovely visual.
dig, if you can the picture:
Sher is lounging on a divan, her lap top beside her as she peruses the threads on lit. In the background classical music is playing and her dog chews its bush bobble head toy as she langoriously fiddles with the edge of her silk dressing gown. All colors are muted and the full length windows of her posh drawing room are hung with shot silk. beside her is a low antique table that is litered with various correspondance from unrequieted admirers, a tall sweating glass of ice tea and a telephone she rarely uses. her hair is softly curling perfectly about her heart shaped face. suddenly, the quiet stillness is broken as she guffaws loudly...

this is what i see ...this time anyway...other times, youre just dressed in leather, holding a flogger between your teeth.