allium
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Recidiva said:..they keep...flirting with me.
That's not flirting. That's cowering in fear. You're never good at spotting the difference, are you?
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Recidiva said:..they keep...flirting with me.
allium said:That's not flirting. That's cowering in fear. You're never good at spotting the difference, are you?
Peregrinator said:Dammit, Lukky, I just found the chat log from when you cybered Lady P. I told you she doesn't eat spinach, you clod.
I got all wrapped up in the heat of the emotion. If she hadn't called me sailor man the whole episode probably would have taken an entirely different turn.Peregrinator said:Dammit, Lukky, I just found the chat log from when you cybered Lady P. I told you she doesn't eat spinach, you clod.
It hadn't been up to that time, actually, but a lot of those logs were lost in the great purge of '04.allium said:The spinach is always a feature. He can't get off without it.
Recidiva said:I have a problem. Lady Funkenstein has brought it to the light that I...I...
That.
I want to know, I want to really know what exactly I do behind my husband's back.
Please submit your skank (with me) here. Since Funk has been delayed in her submission of evidence, I need this over and I can't bear it any more. I truly do need to stfu.
Thank you for your time.
p.s.: Forgeries accepted and encouraged. How long does it take to look up a file, anyway? I'm insulted.
Mr. Essex said:Do me! Do me!!!!!
Recidiva said:It's interesting, I was hoping for forgeries of a sex chat. Nobody volunteered one. I'm sooooo disappointed.
Mr. Essex said:sorry, but I´m not up for hot fake cyber-pron fight now. I´m still feeling the effecs of this novalgin.
Recidiva said:How's your groin?
(I rarely get a chance to ask that question with a straight face)
Mr. Essex said:Scalpel, drained pus, narcotics, the usual. My life had turned into a bizarro version of my freshman year of high school. No pubes and my crotch has betrayed me.
Recidiva said:And narcotics?
Mr. Essex said:Discovering that my wee wee could be used for more than pissing was far better than any narcotic that I could´ve gotten my hands on.
Recidiva said:And you didn't figure that out until you were a freshman?!
Mr. Essex said:I was twelve! And a late bloomer. Don´t point your finger at me.
marshalt said:You don't remember the time it was you, me, and that zorse?
BlackShanglan said:That tricky bitch!
Lying little zorse tart. You can't trust them further than you can see them.
Honey123 said:ok...look..I'm really depressed...I've had 2 glasses of wine...and you know what....
this thread is just confusing me.
Recidiva said:May I confuse you some more?
Honey123 said:yes, please...and hand me a tissue whilst you do it.
I've a new poem up...I hope you read it.
Recidiva said:Congratulations!
I got my two stories out in two days.
It's a great feeling. Here's a tissue honey.
I'm arguing with my muse and saying "I can't write that."
Honey123 said:Oh! I dont have siggy's on... I will later so I can read...
Congrats to you too
Oh..My muse has totally screwed me...and without dinner or a movie.
Recidiva said:Usually that's how I get a story. *offers tissue*