Dear Litster...

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Trxjw said:
Do you have directions? All I know is you have to be "taken down" to funky town.. which is kind of ambiguous.

..also my GPS laughed at me the last time I asked to be taken to funky town.

My GPS is a prick. :rolleyes:
You should poke it *nods*

Can you be taken down in funky town, too? Cos thats just so deep on so many levels.
 
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asian_princess said:
You should poke it *nods*

Can you be taken down in funky town, too? Cos thats just so deep on so many levels.

*pokes it*

It said there are no losers allowed in funky town..

..I'm going to drown it in my toilet and see if it changes it's mind.


I think you may be able to be taken down in funky town. But being "taken down" by a hail of gunfire doesn't sound so funky to me. Let's hope for something better..
 
Trxjw said:
*pokes it*

It said there are no losers allowed in funky town..

..I'm going to drown it in my toilet and see if it changes it's mind.


I think you may be able to be taken down in funky town. But being "taken down" by a hail of gunfire doesn't sound so funky to me. Let's hope for something better..
*laughs*

I'll stand and watch and remind you to ignore the GPS' cries of
"back up 12 inches!!!...body of water ahead!!!"

We might smell a bit funky if we're riddled with bullets and left to linger smelly corpse like lost for a few days...not having the GPS with us and all. :confused: ;)
 
asian_princess said:
*laughs*

I'll stand and watch and remind you to ignore the GPS' cries of
"back up 12 inches!!!...body of water ahead!!!"

We might smell a bit funky if we're riddled with bullets and left to linger smelly corpse like lost for a few days...not having the GPS with us and all. :confused: ;)


I hope to god it would tell me to back up more than 12 inches if I was about to drive off the end of a pier or something like that. :confused: :p

For whatever reason my GPS is only giving me it's name, model and serial number..

..maybe it knows where Osama is?
 
Dear Litster

god my head ummm yes yes it does

dammit it

sorry to be so obscure but fuckety fuck

ouch!!!!

:D :p :D
 
Plus Dear Litster

ALL
of the evidence forthwith I have to absolve myself hereof...of..OK crap english :D

*rubs eyes*

I never sent you those pics..nope not me..I'm innocent....

Innocent
I say....

Ok I'll get back to you later.....MUCH later ..after I go and die for a while
 
Dear Litster,

I think i have sympathy hangover, kinda like I had sympathy wrecked off my ass last night.

But hereof thereof everything off...if you didnt send me those pics who did?
And can I just say, if you'd've been able to find your way back to the computer from the kitchen....where you were getting yourself yet ANOTHER drink you would've sent me more.

I feel so violated.

Thank god it's Friday soon :D :p

*turns to your fridge* "Shut up, cow!"

Sheesh :D
 
Dear (cranky) Litster,

I wish we all had a you.

That's all.

Not that I like you or anything, because you're of that dreaded mutant broken chromosome species, but, *nods* we really all should be so lucky as to have a you.

Even if we can't BE with you, just the knowledge that you're there is providing endless amount of comfort no doubt...i know it is.

Even if we are stubborn bitchardos...ahem, we can't stop talking about you, and how you have the innate ability to just make everything ok.

She's very lucky to have you, and she knows it.
Just don't ever tell her I said it. In fact you should forget it too.

I am done, you may go back to trying on your buttless chaps.

*hands you the talcum powder*
 
Dear Cranky Lurkin' Litster,

If things had gone the way we'd planned, I'd be sittin' on your couch right now with that stupid ratty blanket draped around my shoulders. You'd probably be sittin' next to me, your hand gently massagin' my neck . . . you know, the way you do when you're tryin' not to say what I need to hear but you want to support me anyway.

If things had gone right, tonight we would've been arguin' for the millionth time about my preference to sleep on the couch rather than in the guest room. You would've let me win and then you would've pretended to fall asleep in the chair just so you could watch over me and make sure my dreams were peaceful. Didn't think I knew, did ya? *nods*

I'm very much aware of how well you take care of me. You appreciate and love me like no one else in the world and because you get frustrated that I never say it . . . here it is: I really needed you this time. I still do.

:heart: ,
Your Sunshine
 
dear litster

quit yer whinin'

Thank you, you may now return to your previously scheduled show
 
Dear Mystery,

You're receding from my memory. I still have your picture and every couple of months, I pull it out and take a long look at you, smiling, handsomely. I miss you.

Or rather, what I miss is us, what crazy love we had. That's what I miss. But you, I don't miss at all.

I used to be able to remember specific lines of conversation, the playful exchanges. I could recall the exact heat of your palm on my hip. I used to know your breath on my neck.

These things are gone. I just remember that I used to know them.

Mia
 
Dear Litster,

And now I have calm.

Might actually get some work done now *laughs*

Hoping that the men in suits did not drag your protesting body off to the asylum, I'm too busy being important to visit you there this weekend.

*sighs*

Anyway, you can't tell me to shhh here so just reminding you ~ I am.

Please get some rest soon - unbelievable, yes, but the world may turn yet without you for a little while.

xo
 
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Dear Litster,

I know you said you were ok.

I know you said you hate burdening people with your shit.

I know you're a very private person.

Just know, I'm here if you need me.

LM x
 
Dear Litster,

*huggles you to me tight*

You don't know, you just don't know how relieved I was to hear your news.

New day now, ok?

xo,
A-Snort.
 
Dear Litster

I really thought you had more spirit, "balls" even. But you act with an air arrogance that incites anger...you sad sad woman....

Hide, if you had any credence you would act with some intellect & integrity....you cross the boundaries of politeness..

This isn't about you ...YOU are not even worthy....you speak about being "stalked "

YOU are in denial ..you stalk, pry and have audacity to accuse "others" :rolleyes:

Do me /us a favour actually base your posts/opinions on facts
 
Dear Litster

I think you need to pull yer head outta yer ass....you aint all that
 
Dear Litster,

I can't tell you enough how important you are in my life. You listen to my incessant chatter, the broken record that is my thought process lately, patiently. You make me laugh, and you make me feel loved. Dear girl, I hope that you continue to be my touchstone for years to come. And I hope the next time you look up at Orion, you think of me. I always think of you when I see him.
 
Dear Litster.

There seems to be naked pics of you in my PM box.

:confused: :confused: :confused: :confused:

Did we discuss this??

LMFAO.

weird.

Carry on.
 
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