The Isolated Blurt Thread V: For Vendetta

[JohnnySavage]

Here too.

I prefer the spicy Italian.

The brats were my first attempt at sausage making. I'm working my way up to God's food.

 

[pointless]

it's almost weird to see will without his silly beard.

 

[Mr Noone]

The brats were my first attempt at sausage making. I'm working my way up to God's food.

Oh well, fair play to you. I've never ground my own sausage.

 

[pointless]

this is all code, isn't it?

 

[JohnnySavage]

Oh well, fair play to you. I've never ground my own sausage.

I have nothing else going on in my life, so I figured I'd make sausage.

 

[Saint Peter]

this is all code, isn't it?

Seems to be the case.

 

[pointless]

at least it's better than hankies.

 

[Saint Peter]

Who nose?

 

[girlsmiley]

Did Byron go to bed?

Motherfucker.

 

[Mr Noone]

this is all code, isn't it?

Goofball.

 

[Saint Peter]

Wrath of the Titans


Leather boobs!

 

[Wings]

Who told you my nickname?

 

[Saint Peter]

Who told you my nickname?

My people.

 

[girlsmiley]

Have fun.

 

[Saint Peter]

See ya!

 

[pointless]

if i didn't mind waking up at 3 or 4 in the morning i'd totally be going to bed right now. it's times like this i wish i was one of those people blessed to be able just sleep because i fucking felt like it for as long as i wanted. that is sadly not the case so i'm instead forced hate those smug, lucky bastards with every fiber of my being.

 

[Mr Noone]

It Stephen Sondheim's 84th birthday.

 

[IrezumiKiss]

http://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/px51vzrzb2jwjsdhbqso.gif

 

[Wings]

Calm your tits.

 

[Saint Peter]

Or lips.

 

[neci]

that is absolutely fucking terrifying.

i love it.

 

[Wings]

Tits, lips, it's all the same.

 

[Saint Peter]

 

[neci]

kiss me.

 

[Wings]

Where?