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This was probably a good idea.
Other threads may have been drowned in the banter.
How goes?
Fuck me giddy!
Fuck me giddy!
I saw you and Kbate posting and I won't lie, there were many failed password attempts. But my determination, grit, and deep knowledge of favored childhood pets paid off.
That all sounds great! Congrats to all! Indonesia sounds fun.
The tiny human is currently napping. Recently she has mastered the art of hiding my keys and realizing that crayons write on everything, not just paper. Next: the world.
Hey there!
I knew kbate was good for something.
This is the cuntiest thing you've ever said.
She's good for nowt, that crippled bitch.
You're so sweet.
What, my dear Lady Disdain, is she yet living?
Hey! Great to see you.
It was sheer probability. Or perhaps she planned this the whole time...
Nothing, in particular. Things just don't seem to be too crazy, at the moment. Having a day job sort of ate up my regular forum posting house, but now I work from home like the proper Internet dweller I am. Granted, that's not really recent, but the tiny human also likes to get in the way. Although my avatar seems to have gone missing, which is weird.
I think her scrawls are in an ancient tongue, lost to the world of men by some turn of chance, or perhaps willful ignorance of the terror that lurks at the edges of our world.
Or she's just really bad at drawing rainbows.
I might break out my horse labia in celebration!
I trust that in my absence you proceeded with THE PLAN
The alien one still never fails to freak me out.
I might break out my horse labia in celebration!
Yeah, I'm really never going to forgive that whole falling in love, getting married, having a child and a job thing that took you from me.
I'm seriously bitter about this shit. I'm sure your life was a good cause and all...but...nope, still bitter.
You could stick them on the refrigerator and she can seethe about how her efforts at world domination are being treated like kitsch.
Maybe she can summon Cthulhu, but I'm betting she's having trouble with some of the plosives necessary for proper demon summoning.
When she gets her plosives, though, woe. Woe, I say.
I will pass your grievances on to my wife in the form of not filling up the gas tank, and eating the last chocolate. She will know your wrath.
I wouldn't want eldritch beings summoned into the refrigerator. I like my left overs too much. The oven may be a better choice here.
Plosives she's got down. The letter L, though, that always gets her.
Well, at least give her a hug from me. She's caused me a lot of grief, but I'm also...no...still bitter.
No gas, no chocolate and freaky things in the oven. That'll show her.
Well, you're in luck. She couldn't say eldritch.
I will also give her two scowls at completely random times.
Yeah, but she could say "ed-wich." And I mean, really, how adorable is that? If an ed-wich terror destroyed humanity, would anyone even mind?