irishrule05
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too many fucking people out today
"Fuck"
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kayte
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zschachwitz
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and here's a load of fuckwit aresholing bollocks about "Happy Holidays".
IT'S FUCKING CHRISTMAS, FOR FUCKS' SAKE, NOT FUCKING HOLIDAYS. THEY'RE WHAT WE GO ON IN THE FUCKING SUMMER FFS
What a load of cock - get into the real world
IT'S FUCKING CHRISTMAS, FOR FUCKS' SAKE, NOT FUCKING HOLIDAYS. THEY'RE WHAT WE GO ON IN THE FUCKING SUMMER FFS
What a load of cock - get into the real world
kayte
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Hi {{{{Zsch}}}} You do fucking have something there. Thanks for the link. Hope you are having some time off so you can enjoy yourself.
zschachwitz
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hi, Kayte; thanks. If there's one thing that fucking pisses me off, it's fucking political correctness.
Can't fucking say anything, or you might fucking upset somebody.
Fuck.
Google "stasi" ; that's what it's fucking getting like.
Fuck
Arden
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Happy Fucking Holidays to all of you sexy fuckers at the fucking Fuck thread! 
'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck...
How to live in a world that's politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to "Elves".
"Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves.
And labour conditions at the North Pole
were alleged by the union to stifle the soul.
Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety,
Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear
That Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid
Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!
The runners had been removed from his sleigh;
The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A.
And people had started to call for the cops
When they heard sled noises on their rooftops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened.
His fur trimmed red suit was called "Unenlightened."
And to show you the strangeness of life's ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorised use of his nose
And had gone on Geraldo, in front of the nation,
Demanding millions in over-due compensation.
So, half of the reindeer were gone; and his wife,
Who suddenly said she'd enough of this life,
Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz,
Demanding from now on her title was Ms.
And as for the gifts, why, he'd never had a notion
That making a choice could cause so much commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur,
Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her.
Nothing that might be construed to pollute.
Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot.
Nothing that clamoured or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls, or just for the boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific.
Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic.
No candy or sweets...they were bad for the tooth.
Nothing that seemed to embellish a truth.
And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden,
Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden.
For they raised the hackles of those psychological
Who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.
No baseball, no football...someone could get hurt;
Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe;
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
So Santa just stood there, dishevelled, perplexed;
He just could not figure out what to do next.
He tried to be merry, tried to be gay,
But you've got to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground;
Nothing fully acceptable was to be found.
Something special was needed, a gift that he might
Give to all without angering the left or the right.
A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision,
Each group of people, every religion;
Every ethnicity, every hue,
Everyone, everywhere...even you.
So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth...
May you and your loved ones, enjoy peace on Earth.
http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j258/HisArden/Froggies.jpg
'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck...
How to live in a world that's politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to "Elves".
"Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves.
And labour conditions at the North Pole
were alleged by the union to stifle the soul.
Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety,
Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear
That Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid
Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!
The runners had been removed from his sleigh;
The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A.
And people had started to call for the cops
When they heard sled noises on their rooftops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened.
His fur trimmed red suit was called "Unenlightened."
And to show you the strangeness of life's ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorised use of his nose
And had gone on Geraldo, in front of the nation,
Demanding millions in over-due compensation.
So, half of the reindeer were gone; and his wife,
Who suddenly said she'd enough of this life,
Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz,
Demanding from now on her title was Ms.
And as for the gifts, why, he'd never had a notion
That making a choice could cause so much commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur,
Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her.
Nothing that might be construed to pollute.
Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot.
Nothing that clamoured or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls, or just for the boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific.
Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic.
No candy or sweets...they were bad for the tooth.
Nothing that seemed to embellish a truth.
And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden,
Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden.
For they raised the hackles of those psychological
Who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.
No baseball, no football...someone could get hurt;
Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe;
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
So Santa just stood there, dishevelled, perplexed;
He just could not figure out what to do next.
He tried to be merry, tried to be gay,
But you've got to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground;
Nothing fully acceptable was to be found.
Something special was needed, a gift that he might
Give to all without angering the left or the right.
A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision,
Each group of people, every religion;
Every ethnicity, every hue,
Everyone, everywhere...even you.
So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth...
May you and your loved ones, enjoy peace on Earth.
http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j258/HisArden/Froggies.jpg
kayte
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kayte
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Happy Fucking Holidays to all of you sexy fuckers at the fucking Fuck thread!
'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck...
How to live in a world that's politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to "Elves".
"Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves.
And labour conditions at the North Pole
were alleged by the union to stifle the soul.
Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety,
Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear
That Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid
Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!
The runners had been removed from his sleigh;
The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A.
And people had started to call for the cops
When they heard sled noises on their rooftops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened.
His fur trimmed red suit was called "Unenlightened."
And to show you the strangeness of life's ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorised use of his nose
And had gone on Geraldo, in front of the nation,
Demanding millions in over-due compensation.
So, half of the reindeer were gone; and his wife,
Who suddenly said she'd enough of this life,
Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz,
Demanding from now on her title was Ms.
And as for the gifts, why, he'd never had a notion
That making a choice could cause so much commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur,
Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her.
Nothing that might be construed to pollute.
Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot.
Nothing that clamoured or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls, or just for the boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific.
Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic.
No candy or sweets...they were bad for the tooth.
Nothing that seemed to embellish a truth.
And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden,
Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden.
For they raised the hackles of those psychological
Who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.
No baseball, no football...someone could get hurt;
Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe;
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
So Santa just stood there, dishevelled, perplexed;
He just could not figure out what to do next.
He tried to be merry, tried to be gay,
But you've got to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground;
Nothing fully acceptable was to be found.
Something special was needed, a gift that he might
Give to all without angering the left or the right.
A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision,
Each group of people, every religion;
Every ethnicity, every hue,
Everyone, everywhere...even you.
So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth...
May you and your loved ones, enjoy peace on Earth.
http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j258/HisArden/Froggies.jpg
Thank you {{{{{{Arden}}}}}}
Hope you are having a fabulous fucking time! 
TheCarversLover
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So this is the very first post that my bestest friend, lover, and confidant is posting on fucking Lit. Y'all be nice and welcome her!
Oh yeah.....in case you're wondering, this is Carver typing for her. She's kinda tied up right now. LMAO. Not really.
Oh yeah.....in case you're wondering, this is Carver typing for her. She's kinda tied up right now. LMAO. Not really.
TheCarver
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So this is me on my profile. TCL and I have a lot of exploring to do here on Lit. Talking about a fucking wonderful Holiday Season. She and I are making some long term plans and we are excited about all the possibilities. There are so many things that we share in common and although there have been a lot of years pass by, we are still very young at heart!
You wouldn't believe all the 'net surfing we've been doing. We have a lot of lost time to make up for!!!!
Yay us!
kayte
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{{{{{{Carver}}}}}}}
How fucking marvelous for you. What a Happy New Year this is.Welcome TCL ~ Hope you enjoy yourself here.
kayte
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I was without coffee for 10 fucking days...... I just had THE BEST cup of fucking coffee in my life!
How fucking terrible!
Glad you have finally gotten some. 
Mrs.H
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How fucking terrible!
Oh fuck, you don't know........
Me too! Fuckin A.......
Having a fucking good 2010 hun?
kayte
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No I fucking don't. My coffee challenge right now is I used up the last of my gourmet coffee with the last pot. I do have some "Eight-O-Clock" coffee in my freezer and that will work just fine. I have found in many cases that is a very good choice.
I am staying inside as it is fucking cold right now. Still that gives me a reason to do a bit more posting. The year is going pretty well so far. I mean I am still alive.
Hope all is going well for you sweetie.
Mrs.H
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No I fucking don't. My coffee challenge right now is I used up the last of my gourmet coffee with the last pot. I do have some "Eight-O-Clock" coffee in my freezer and that will work just fine. I have found in many cases that is a very good choice.
I am staying inside as it is fucking cold right now. Still that gives me a reason to do a bit more posting. The year is going pretty well so far. I mean I am still alive.
Hope all is going well for you sweetie.
No complaints here. It's only ONE degree outside but, the sun is shining,
the birds are chirping and my kids are giggling.
Life is great
kayte
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No complaints here. It's only ONE degree outside but, the sun is shining,
the birds are chirping and my kids are giggling.
Life is great
Yes Life fucking is!!
The sun is out here too. Looks like false advertising to me.
It is slightly warmer here. +2 last time I looked.
Mrs.H
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Yes Life fucking is!!
The sun is out here too. Looks like false advertising to me.
Im fucking laughing @ false advertising! I hear ya there.
KnightWing
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Happy New Year Fuckers and Fuckettes!!!!!
Hope everyone has a fanfuckingtastic 2010!!!
Hope everyone has a fanfuckingtastic 2010!!!
kayte
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Good fucking morning Mrs. H ~ Another day full of sunshine and cold. At least the wind isn't as strong. Have a fantastic one.
kayte
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EesomeBeastie
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Oh fuck. Back to fucking work tomorrow.
kayte
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