Lets talk about morons

[Guest]

 

[DarkAngel]

And I won't say a word.... (bitting tonuge)

 

[Angel]

Say it, oh Darker Half.

 

[April]

Damn, Indy! You had me ROFL with that.

 

[DarkAngel]

Okay, since you want me to.

Go figure, its an american... The same people who will let a robber who fell through a sky light of the house he was robbing sue the owner for a broken leg and the robber wins. The same people who most don't even know what city is next to them. Who can't even tell you how many states that are part of ther own country.

Do I need to say more....

 

[jcgirl]

Hey!

I was born in Arkansas

 

[Countess DeWinter]

ROTFLMAO

but is he cute, Indy?

 

[jcgirl]

Not nice, and not even slightly amusing

 

[DarkAngel]

Hey jc is your brother you sisters dad...

 

[jcgirl]

kiss my ass Cyan

 

[Angel]

Don't get mad, jc, get even.

 

[DarkAngel]

I would love to jc...

And that brings me to another point... remember people I never said I was nice... I am the KIng of Assholes... And I will gladly ripe you apart.


But jc... if you want I would love to kiss your ass then yopur neck.

 

[jcgirl]

Well, I know one thing Cyan...........at least us Arkansas bred people know how to spell "your"

 

[Angel]

jc: 1
My Darker Half: 0



:;runs away::

 

[DarkAngel]

Dam.... I am sorry... my brother is my dad.. and my sister is my cousin...

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Okay fingers are now bleeding...

 

[Angel]

So are my eyes.

:;grin::

 

[jcgirl]

Hmmmm, Oddly, I feel so much better now.......

Now kneel before me and say your sorry

 

[DarkAngel]

jc: 1
My Darker Half: 0

:;runs away::

Okay, score time hey.... okay.. I will just fly up to the Yggdrasil and set my battle plan.

 

[Angel]

Winner gets an ice cream lick.

 

[DarkAngel]

Hmmmm, Oddly, I feel so much better now.......

Now kneel before me and say your sorry

Uhm... do I have to... but mommy I don't want to go to school.

And if I am doing any kneeing, it is going to be between your legs with my tonuge in your pussy.

 

[DarkAngel]

Winner gets an ice cream lick.

O boy... ice cream

 

[KillerMuffin]

Don't forget that "ripe" isn't a verb How do you ripe a heart out anyway? Put it in a brown paper sack and let it ripen?

 

[jcgirl]

You know how to do that?

Ahhh........those classes are working out eh?

 

[DarkAngel]

: P : P : P

 

[DarkAngel]

Thats it as soon as I get the samarium in place.. my weapon will be ready