Finish The Sentence

Smoking a cigarette...would be great if I was drinking some port and hanging out with a group of friends.

The last mistake I made...seems pretty inconsequential now

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...is slowly being changed the more I keep working

If Laurel lived next door...I would draw her again

Can someone...kill a few people for me

Making money is like...a concept some people don't get

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...how fast he could run from a bullet

The coolest dude on the planet...is no longer mine

Fat chicks...is a generalization
The one person on Literotica...is my best friend

I wear... my attitude, pretty comfortably
 
Smoking a cigarette...is so bad, and yet oh-so-good.

The last mistake I made...forced me to recreate myself.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...is having too much trust in others.

If Laurel lived next door...I'd make her cats marry mine.

Can someone...please help me help others?

Making money is like...pouring water through a sieve.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...if he was still alive.

The coolest dude on the planet...i haven't met.

Fat chicks...make good nuggets????

The one person on Literotica...I'd like to hug right now is too fucking far away.

I wear... [/B][/QUOTE]
 
Marxist said:
Smoking a cigarette... is harmful to everyones health.

The last mistake I made... was being silly on Lit.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat... is forgetfulness.

If Laurel lived next door... I'd introduce myself.

Can someone... please give me a break!

Making money is like... spinning gold from straw.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him... Nothing. It would be pointless. He would just respond with insanity.

The coolest dude on the planet... was Henry my basset hound.

Fat chicks... are underestimated.

The one person on Literotica... I know best is myself.

I wear... fuzzy tiger slippers at night.
 
Smoking a cigarette... is like eating M&M's (you can't stop at just one), but is a lot deadlier.

The last mistake I made... was trying to argue sensibly with one of the poli-trolls (now iggied :D)

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat... is trying to argue sensibly with new poli-trolls :rolleyes:

If Laurel lived next door... you'd all be insanely jealous :p

Can someone... please hug me?

Making money is like... tilting at windmills.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...
  1. To submit to DNA identification (I don't want his double).
  2. To sign the surrender documents.
  3. To submit to what he put the Kurds through - for the rest of his life!

The coolest dude on the planet... is not me (that shocks you all, I can tell :cool: ).

Fat chicks... can be very interesting... :D

The one person on Literotica... I'd most like to meet is too !@#$ far away :(

I wear... for comfort, not for fashion.
 
Smoking a cigarette...is just plain gross.

The last mistake I made...was not sticking up for myself.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...is binge eating when I'm stressed.

If Laurel lived next door...I would be at her house for dinner.

Can someone...fuck me silly, please?

Making money is like...sex, you can never get enough.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...why he's so freakin mean.

The coolest dude on the planet...is my married friend who is one hell of a guy.

Fat chicks...can be sexy as hell.

The one person on Literotica...who I'd like to congratulate is.....

I wear... nothing to bed.
 
Smoking a cigarette...is a little bit of heaven, right here on earth, just for me.

The last mistake I made...is one of my closest friends.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...is letting the smallest things make me irritable.

If Laurel lived next door... we'd create a nail bitters anonymous support group.

Can someone...do me a favor?

Making money is like...I don't know, something we all do cause we have to?

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...for a light.

The coolest dude on the planet...has been dead since April 5, 1997.

Fat chicks...grow up to be chubby chickens?

The one person on Literotica...who stinks knows who he is.

I wear... tanktops under my shirts religiously
 
Smoking a cigarette...keeps me sane.

The last mistake I made...will, no doubt, want an explanation some day.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...is letting my heart get trashed again.

If Laurel lived next door... Manu would be my gardener.

Can someone...tell me why, I dont like Mondays?

Making money is like...way too easy at times.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...How is East Texas these days?

The coolest dude on the planet...fails to impress me.

Fat chicks...RULE! (Who's gonna argue when they out-weigh you 3 to 1?)

The one person on Literotica...who needs a hi-speed .45 cal lead injection to the forehead is ********* (name changed to protect the guilty).

I wear... no jewellery anymore.
 
Smoking a cigarette...will put another nail in my coffin, but after a quarter of a million nails, who's counting?

The last mistake I made...was a typo in the preceding sentence that I had to go back and correct.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...makes me think of Nietzsche's theory of eternal return.

If Laurel lived next door...I'd tell her not to put fertilizer on her lawn.

Can someone...grade these papers for me?

Making money is like...a joke: some people get it, and others don't.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...to pick up the tab.

The coolest dude on the planet...would look as ridiculous as the rest of us sitting on the crapper.

Fat chicks...are really great people, in my experience, though I wish more of them knew that themselves.

The one person on Literotica...who knows me best is celiaKitten.

I wear... Birkenstocks, pretty much all the time.
 
Smoking a cigarette...keeps me sane

The last mistake I made...telling my mother to calm down

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...getting sunburned

If Laurel lived next door...we'd have tea parties with out cats

Can someone... scratch my feet?

Making money is like... pulling teeth

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him... what his function was.

The coolest dude on the planet... why, hamletmaschine, of course.

Fat chicks... are people, too.

The one person on Literotica...that knows me inside and out is hamletmaschine

I wear... shoes, pants and bras as little as possible.
 
Smoking a cigarette...makes my mouth taste yucky, so I stopped.

The last mistake I made...was when shaved my pussy while having the bathroom door open.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...sleeping with him...but then that really wasn't a mistake to begin with.

If Laurel lived next door...I would find out if Laurel was a guy or a girl.

Can someone...please rub me right there...no right there...yeah, there!

Making money is like...so totally cool, dude.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...'Why don't you give us Cpt. Speicher back?'

The coolest dude on the planet...is my lover!

Fat chicks...are squishy.

The one person on Literotica...that I enjoy the most, is the one who puts up the sexiest AV.

I wear...nothing to bed, except white cotton panties.
 
Smoking a cigarette...without gum is like changing a diaper without wipes.

The last mistake I made...cost me $600

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...is such a widely known personal quirk it no longer causes me problems.

If Laurel lived next door...she'd feed my dogs before sending them home for dinner. lol

Can someone...please turn up the music, I love this song.

Making money is like...driving long distances: when it's something you HAVE to do it sucks, when it's something you WANT to do there's little that tops it.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...to bend over and close his eyes real tight.

The coolest dude on the planet...doesn't realise it.

Fat chicks...don't differ from any other chick.

The one person on Literotica...(I can't think of anything to finish this one)

I wear... the sun.
 
Marxist said:
Smoking a cigarette...is a waste of good money

The last mistake I made...was believing someone when I KNEW she was lying

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat...let her lie to me again *sigh*

If Laurel lived next door...she would live in the dentist office now thats kinky

Can someone...please make sure my son goes to school on friday while I am outa town

Making money is like...a addiction to me

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him...where the hell Osama was and what the fuck was he thinking when he decieded to NOT leave iraq when he had the option ya know the one he doesn't have now.

The coolest dude on the planet...can't name just one


Fat chicks...not even gonna bother good ppl come in all sizes

The one person on Literotica...that makes me think is JuicyLips she provokes great inner soul searching I like it.

I wear... wife beaters and jammie pants to bed and sleep with my Green Bay Packers pillow every night. :nana:
:nana: :nana: :nana:
 
Smoking a cigarette... smells like sex. Or victory.

The last mistake I made... will most certainly come back to haunt me.

The mistake I'm doomed to repeat... involves ice cream. That's really all I can say about that.

If Laurel lived next door... we'd share cheesecake. Lots and lots of cheesecake.

Can someone... explain why "My So Called Life" only lasted 19 episodes. I mean like really.

Making money is like... a box of chocolates. You earn it.

If I went to lunch with Saddam Hussein I'd ask him... Why do stars fall down from the sky everytime you walk by?

The coolest dude on the planet... is the guy behind the guy behind the guy. (Yes, I know, I used that line yesterday. Sue me.)

Fat chicks... should be referred to as "reubenesque", never as "tons of fun".

The one person on Literotica... who thinks anything in this post is funny deserves a gold star. And my undying gratitude.

I wear... my sunglasses at night. So I can, so I can, watch you live and breathe your story lines.
 
Lasher said:
I wear... my sunglasses at night. So I can, so I can, watch you live and breathe your story lines.

LOL Oh! Is that what he's singing? LOL
 
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