GINGERSNAP, YOU RASCAL!!!

[Merelan]

Thank you for sharing your special and unique courtship. So you are officially Ginger's Roger?
Sorry, couldn't help myself.

 

[Guest]

Yes indeed, Merelan, and we plan to start a tap-dancing partnership.

 

[Chuckus]

Thanks for the birthday wishes Ginj, Nicole & Merelan. I'm 32 on Sunday.

Happy Birthday, early of course, you beat me to it......the age you will be hitting that is......

 

[Merelan]

It's all just so damn romantic. Sniff....

 

[April]

Happy birthday, Roger.

Damn, you guys are just so cute!

 

[Felix]

I was wandering through a gallery the other day, moderately discouraged by six centuries of dogs playing poker, when something roused me from my desultory stroll. Blinking in sudden wakefulness, I retraced my steps to stand before a painting so oddly compelling as to have utterly pierced my waxing anomie.

Contemplating the scene, I was intrigued: engaging as it was in its own merits, the piece had something else to impart, some message for me in that moment. As I turned to the caption, echoes of foreknowledge anticipated the words I saw there: Francis Picabia, Têtes-paysage. Revealed in the eerie whispered gaze of the painting, however, was an entirely different text, a name long unheard but at once summoned to vivid, palpable presence in that hollow place.

You will therefore understand that I was little surprised when I followed an overgrown but familiar path to a city long sundered, only to find the table set, the places laid, and the sideboards groaning with festive fare.

I do not know whether it would be bravery or foolhardiness to fling my shoe into the myriad cogs of the engines of synchronicity; suffice it to say that the universe and I both wish you the happiest and most surreal of birthdays, and many more perverse to come.

Felix

 

[Deborah]

Happy birthday Snotsquatch!

But I must say, Roger, I'm not too fucking please you somehow managed to bring Felix back from the dead. You are really on my shit list now. In fact, I think I'll just lend Snapper my new whip. Snap, crackle and pop on your sorry Snot ass.

 

[Guest]

Aha, Felix - welcome back, sir! This was all just a ruse to lure you out of hiding.

Quick, who's got the nets?

Thanks Chuckus, April and Debz (when you said you wanted to pick Felix's brains I didn't realise you meant in the Hannibal Lecter sense of the phrase).

[Edited by Roger Simian on 01-21-2001 at 07:26 AM]

 

[Rachel Picabia]

As I turned to the caption, echoes of foreknowledge anticipated the words I saw there: Francis Picabia, Têtes-paysage. Revealed in the eerie whispered gaze of the painting, however, was an entirely different text.....

.....You will therefore understand that I was little surprised when I followed an overgrown but familiar path to a city long sundered, only to find the table set, the places laid, and the sideboards groaning with festive fare.

Yes. Not one of my Grandfather's better works that one. There's a much more interesting one with a wardrobe in it that has a direct portal to Narnia, a fun little other dimension where you can enjoy all kinds of winter sports and children talk to lions and battle evil forces. Or was that in a book I read? Actually, it sounds a bit like the Jehovah's Witness pamphlet I got through the door the other day.

 

[Gingersnap]

Oh Right Roger Good Going Honey.

Welcome Back Felix (bloody fucking hell).

 

[Guest]

Don't be mean to nice Mr Felix, darling. He's a timid creature. You'll scare him off again.
DA SCOTSQUATCH POSSE
xxx


THE BALLAD OF GINGERSNAP AND ROGER chapter 2

6th June 2000
STRAND: A brief description of who you are - page 30 (started by Slut_Boy)

ROGER SIMIAN

BAWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Did y'all really think this strand was just gonna lie down 'n' die like a dirdy dawg?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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10th June

GINGERSNAP

Well since it has been several years now that this thread has been around......

I am a sweet innocent retiring blossom who visits so I can hear the latest wisdom from the mouths of such great minds listed below..

Lasher - for his honesty
Roger - his virile mind & bod
earth goddess - inventive wit
whispershy - her sensitivity
DCL - inmaginative mind
Kenny - a wonderful lover
dreamer - a wonderful soulmate
Slutboy - enduring topics
Mad Dog - amazing sound effects
Carl East - his style

I won't forget myself, I am dancing all around the maypole in my catholic school uniform and (INWAUW) and you can see my nipples thru my top !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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ROGER SIMIAN

ME!!! ME!!!! ME!!!!! I want that sweet innocent retiring blossom in the see-thru top. Mistress Hecate! Mistress Merelan! Please can I have her? I promise I'll do the dishes for a month. Oh, yeah - and do you think they'll throw in the Maypole and the Catholoic Girl Uniform, too? Ah, shit! I promised myself I wouldn't get caught up in this crazy never-ending auction.

Anyway... welcome to The Strand That Time Forgot, Gingersnap.

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INSTANT MESSAGE FROM MR SIMIAN (15th June):

mrsimian: Hello, there my naughty little heathen. That was quick! I've only just put you on my AIM buddy list and there you are!!! It's roger, by the way.

gingersnap: I figured that when I saw the name. LOL Roger you have a way with words darlling

mrsimian: Haha Do you mind me IM-ing you?

gingersnap: Of course not I like this a lot. I was in lit the chat but left they get so blah in there.

mrsimian: Sorry if I seem a bit distracted - I'm making a very British cup of tea at the same time. Just a sec.

gingersnap: Would you like some of my cherries?

mrsimian: I'd love a cherry, shoogah!

gingersnap: Hey rog just open your mouth baby and i will pass it from my tongue to yours arfter I pit it with my tongue. I picked them myself. Michigan is bordered by the Great Lakes

mrsimian: I'm back. Hmmmnnn. Cherry yes!! Your tongue - hyesss!!! Great Lakes? Where are they?


gingersnap: It is shaped like a mitten and then there is the upper peninsula. North east part of the states. About three hours from Chicago

mrsimian: East Coast? West Coast? This is the extent of my geographical ignorance. Oh, you just answered me. Hey, it's friday here.

gingersnap: IT is what a 10 hour difference?

mrsimian: What time's it there? Here it's 3am.

gingersnap: It is 10 pm

mrsimian: I must warn you - I'm a 1-finger typist. Very slow. Lots of errors.

gingersnap: Honey I cant type either

mrsimian: So that seems to be only five hours difference.

gingersnap: I knew you were ahead of us. Happy Friday. Kissing your lips.

mrsimian: I'm kissing you right back - and I'm tasting that cherry!

gingersnap: They are sweet and so juicey

mrsimian: And so are the cherries. haha

*CENSORED FROM HERE ONWARDS*

STRAND: Non-Consent (started by Flagg)

DEBORAH:

Oh yeah, and what about the song and video "Goodbye Earl" by the Dixie Chicks? Thousands of women who get slapped around have been bashing in heads with a can of black-eyed peas and stuffing corpses in trunks to be dumped off in the woods.

Talking about old bald guys, is that Dennis Franz (Earl in the video) a doll or what? I can't watch that video without losing it.

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ROGER SIMIAN:

Hey, Debs. Got some old 'Kojak' videos you might like to borrow. They're HOT!!!

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DEBORAH:

I drugged Roger's tea with Angeldew (this is an aphrodisiac consisting of blood, hashish and Nephilim semen). Next I cuffed him to the bed face down, with a little slack so I could get his butt up in the air. Then I strapped on my Big Bob ding dong dildo and did you know what to him for days.

Now, Ron and Flagg, poor Roger better go hide because every girl who reads this surely is gonna be after his sorry ass!

****

ROGER SIMIAN:

And, do you know - she didn't even pay her half of the bill for the room?!?!! Now that IS taking liberties.

Still, I forgive her 'cause she's my special little Debwa the Zebwa. (I call her that 'cause of those pretty red stripes she has all across her butt.)

roger
xxxxx
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xxxxx
xxxxx

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INSTANT MESSAGE FROM ROGER SIMIAN (22nd June):

mrsimian: Shit, Miss Gingersnap - sorry about that. Everything went to fuck. I had to start up my Mac from scratch

gingersnap: went into the how to board and am reading the tied up boy thread

mrsimian: Haha - i wrote stuff in that one ages ago...

gingersnap: I know cutie pohtootie

mrsimian: Hey we should start up our own strand and confuse people some more.

gingersnap: yes thats a great idea

mrsimian: Where are ya? General board?

gingersnap: no how to board

mrsimian: Will we start in there and then spread our mischief making to the general board?

gingersnap: yes we can bug deborah

mrsimian: But of course!

gingersnap: lol

mrsimian: That's always fun. She gets so riled up. Especially when you say you love her and want to marry her

gingersnap: we could both come on to her and get her royally po

mrsimian: Heehee

gingersnap: I know we could post a we worship deborah thread

mrsimian: She'll just tell me she's gonna fuckme with a strap on. Check out the end of the non-consent strand in Author's Hangout.

gingersnap: okay

mrsimian: She either got mad at me cause I said she liked 'Kojak' or cause I gave one of her stories a good review in the story feedback bit...

gingersnap: LMAO

mrsimian: Where should we go to my lovely? General Board?

gingersnap: we could start out here. I think deborah comes here more

mrsimian: You set the ball rolling. I'm going to come out of Instant messenger so my computer's faster. Good luck, my little geurilla lover....

gingersnap: kissssssssssssssss

mrsimian: xxxxxxxxxxx

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STRAND: HEY, HOT HEATHEN GIRLIE! (started by Roger Simian)

ROGER SIMIAN:

Hello there, my Littlest Rebel. Thought I'd slip this covert note under your desk. Haha.

It's 4.33am over here and this sleepy-eyed Scotsman's about to retire to bed to dream of camp fires, crushed ice, a winking elephant, berry juice, fun in the lake, wrestling bears, an exotic bus ride, Nardini's excellent Scottish-Italian icecream, and of course your healthy American smile.

Looking forward to seeing how your campaign develops through the night. No need to stick to the formula - just go where-ever your pretty lil' typing fingers take you.

Goodnight, Sweet Prinzess
xxxx

If you wish to dispatch a response, wear a cunning disguise (and your work clothes.... hmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnn LOL)

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MANU
Tech Nerd
Registered: Aug 1999
From: San Diego, California

I love you too, Roger!

****

ROGER SIMIAN:

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Well, now - there's a disguise I never would've thought of. I take it that computer nerd logo's stuck on with theatrical glue?


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DEBORAH:

Fug off, Roger. I'm not a "heathen girlie." I'm a good little Christian girlie.

Just to prove it, I can interpret any verse in the book of Revelation for you. Ask away, you heathen little pink plaid skirt wearing Scot snot.

BTW, did anybody see that show on A&E the other night about the transgendered and operations to change girls to boys? Roger, they made a dick for you out of Rachael's clitoris? I have to see it to believe it.

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ROGER SIMIAN:

Hello, there Sweet Deboringah. I've missed our interesting little theological debates. You know, I think the thing that turns me on most about you is your superior knowledge of the Judea-Christian religions. Every time I read your wonderful interpretation of the Book of Job I get a shiver down my spine and all the blood rushes straight to my recently Christened Frankenstein organ.

The way you spelled Rachel just then was SO Old Testament that I'm going to have cut short this post so I can inflate the life-size rubber version of you that you kindly sent over for my birthday.

Wodger
your life-long fan
xxxxxx
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ENDLESSLY
Corrupted Innocent
Registered: Dec 1999
From: Northwestern U.S.

Can't.. stop.. giggling..

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GINGERSNAP:

My God it is refreshing to see young love leaping about the pages of the BB. As June unfolds her colorful underwear it casts it's eyes upon young ripe Deborah giggling at the wit and wisdom of handsome Roger. He strokes her cheek, she uncovers her scalpel. The picture fades as they struggle with words of love on their lips....... or was it no not that>>>> Lets all sing together "It's a wonderful day in the neighborhood. A wonderful day in the neighborhood won't you be my neighbor?" Just then wolf chickie drops her drool bucket and bends over to pick it up and bad monkey attacks.......

****

ROGER SIMIAN:

HahahaHahahaHahaha. You crazy kids just crack me up.

What was the question?

Deborah's Fan Club or come on in and we'll tie you up (started by Gingersnap) - 22nd June

GINGERSNAP:

Dear Deborah,

I was just finished reading another of your stories and I must say I was quite shaken by the passion inherent in your stories. I was also very amused to see you abusing Roger's asshole with the strap on. I wondered if you often thought about anally abusing Roger and if so are you going to write a story about it.

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ROGER SIMIAN:

My Ass Is Gonna Cost Ya, Debs!

Deborah - you have an incredible pair of legs but I'm gonna hafta start charging you the standard rate for your little sordid games from now on. Especially if I'm going to start appearing in your fictional adventures.

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DEBORAH:

Just for you, Gingersnap, I'm gonna write a story about Roger. It's about his bad hair day. Have you seen his hair in his pic on his Member Profile? Oh my, don't they have Brylcream over yonder over the ocean? I need some help, though. Not to appear blonde, doh, but what exactly does the word "rogering" mean? That's a new one in me' 'er on me. Somebody mentioned that word in that sexual synonym thread and I had no idea.

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ROGER SIMIAN:

Debwa, honey - you know full well I stopped using Brylcream after you got that nasty rash all over your thighs last Christmas.

r the r
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xxxxx
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xxxxx

*TO BE CONTINUED*

 

[Gingersnap]

You give me fever babe!!

 

[Guest]

Fever in the morning and fever all through the night....

THE BALLAD OF GINGERSNAP AND ROGER chapter 3

(23rd June, 2000)

DEBORAH:

You gonna git it now, Roger. Endlessly is endlessly looking for you!

Roger, you are gonna be REAL hairy in my story, much more hairy that Lasher's "My Hairy Ass." But I'm not telling any more. Don't you just love surprises?

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From 'Roger THAT Scotsquatch' by Deborah:

The creature walked right up to us. It was a full moonlit night and we could see him rather clearly.

Almost eight feet tall he was. "Kinda cute!" I whispered to Caitlin although I was quaking with fear and apprehension.

He reached out with both hands and touched my right breast and Caitlin's left breast.

Stupid me blurts out, "Back off you big hairy motherfucker. Or is this how you introduce yourself in your world?"

Caitlin grabbed my arm and screamed, "Shut up you stupid bitch! You may be able to kick my ass but this dude is way out of your league. Remember you left that big rifle on the truck. I doubt that pistola you got would cause more than a mosquito bite to this monkey monster."

"OK, OK," I grumbled. "Let's do the same thing to him, feel him up. Maybe this is some sort of non-verbal friendly communication."

So we felt his body all over and he let us. Actually, he felt much like a man, but of course much hairier and larger. It didn't take long for him to get an enormous erection. He stared down at it and grunted what sounded like a word, but in a language we didn't understand.

Caitlin pointed at his huge erect penis and said "Roger!" She responded to my puzzled look with "Roger is a Seneca word. 'One eyed evil serpent' is what it means and it is spoken of in Sasquatch legends passed down from generation to generation by our people."

She kept saying "Roger, Roger!" and pointing right at it. "You know how guys like their dicks to have names," she rationalized.

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Review in Story feedback by Roger simian

Quite excellent. With this latest work Sweet Debwa has surpassed herself. Drawing on such disparate sources as the Assyro-Babylonian 'Epic of Gilgamesh', CJ Jung's 'Modern Man In Search Of A Soul' and the June 1977 issue of Cosmopolitan, this Mistress of the Erotic Genre has woven a tapestry of words that sends shivers down the spine, blood rushing to the extremities and packs of rabid drooling gryphons to the rooftops of dilapidated churches in cities throughout the Western World.

I'd give you a brief synopsis of the story but, unfortunately, I hadn't even reached the end of the first paragraph before I was hurling biblical floods of ejaculate all over those dainty pink panties which Ms Deborah kindly sent me along with her glamorous press photographs.

RS

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LOVELY LATINA
Literotica Guru
Registered: Apr 2000
From: Future Island of CA

Congratulations!

You have just been handed one free pass to partake in Lovely Latina's "Perfect Man/Perfect Woman Workshop." It is here, and only here, that you are given the unique opportunity to actually "build" the "perfect man" or "perfect woman" of your dreams. Yes, kiddies...you heard right! Take home your very own perfect man/woman TO-DAY!

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GINGERSNAP:

Lovely Latina you are the guru of threads thank you for starting this one....

THE PERFECT GINGERBREAD MAN

He has the most wonderful mouth and lips...

A soft deep voice that makes me want to straddle his lap his hands stroking my nipples.....

He is shy sometimes and knows that I am too <shut up dreamer>

Has these eyes that telegraph his thoughts in nine different languages

Makes mind bending,shoulder biting,legs shaking,pussy throbbing, blistering love to me

Has the heart and soul of an artist and is kind to mine

Makes me moan so loud the neighbors pound the ceiling

He is kind and gentle with people but still all man

He makes my heart lift when he laughs

He will get in a plane with me and not freak out when we fly

He can be quiet with me and not be weirded out

He has a dream

He has passion

His spirit shines out through his smile

Best of all I know him already

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DREAMER1
Really Really Experienced
Registered: May 2000

She is wise, funny, sexy, wild, independent, creative, intuitive, soft, quick-tempered, nurturing and smart.

She writes wild dreams in a journal and runs when she's feeling horny. She likes to drive too fast on the highway or sit quietly in the country. She's a woman who's seen a lot of life but she laughs like a little girl. She's a high-flyer who dives beneath the surface. She loves to slow dance or get nekkid by a blazing fire. She whispers in my ear all night and I feel like she's there beside me.

She has reddish-blonde hair falling over pale shoulders; a smile as big as Kansas and dark blue eyes that invite you over for the weekend; soft lips and a long neck made for kissing all night; small pale breasts that I really want to touch and legs as long as a Russian novel.

Apply in writing to the usual address.

You know Roger, that intoxicating description sounds an awful lot like a close friend of mine. This perfect woman of yours sounds like quite a unique individual and worthy of such high praise.

****

ROGER SIMIAN:

Dreamer....

Indeed, yes. She hotwires my libido - even when the connections are bad.

to be continued....

 

[Guest]

removing lollypop from mouth for poor Kojak impersonation as Gingersnap enters room..

Who loves ya, baby?













(me)

 

[Nicole]

So how was the day then?

Come on don't hold back at all (LOL)

 

[Gingersnap]

You know Roger you make me want to cry sometimes you are so very romantic and wonderful. You really are all those things and more.

 

[Guest]

I'm on my way right now.