Who's Naudiz?

[p_p_man]

 

[Wysteria]

Naudiz is a tiny god.

Goddess.

Eh, whatever.

I'm a =loyal= fangirl, I never said I was an eloquent and accurate one.

 

[OpposingBalance]

You know better than that.
I shouldn't even be responding to this thread!

 

[p_p_man]

You know better than that.
I shouldn't even be responding to this thread!

 

[naudiz]

Nothing to see here, citizen. Carry on.

 

[Joe Adcock]

If you're the Literotica analog to a large wad of ejaculate...

...and I know I am...you probably can't decide whether you want to be smeared on those glasses or dribbled across those lips.

Then we will rise from the rumpled bed and rid the world of all known diseases, and make smashing electrohumorous inventions that will revolutionize society and bring mankind into a new golden age of wonder and delight.

This, I perceive, is who Naudiz iz.

 

[Wysteria]

Re: If you're the Literotica analog to a large wad of ejaculate...

*blink*

*blink*

Greetings, Joe Adcock. Your post made me feel dirty, and yet amused. I think I like you.

That is all.

 

[naudiz]

You took the words right out of my proverbial mouth, Wysteria.

Now give them back. I'll wrestle you for them.

 

[Wysteria]

Woohoo! Naudiz wrestling!

Where'd I put that vat of lime jello?

 

[p_p_man]

Now I see what all the fuss is about...

count me in as a fan...

I lurve girls with glasses. Makes them look wanton and wild....

 

[Marxist]

I made love to Naudiz once. She gave me a Happy Meal toy when we were through.





Makes me wonder what happened to the tiny fries and burger...

 

[Carl East]

I made love to Naudiz once. She gave me a Happy Meal toy when we were through.

Keep these dreams coming Marxist, one day they might come true.

Carl

 

[Marxist]

Keep these dreams coming Marxist, one day they might come true.

Dude, I put the hammer to Naudiz, it's true. Ask her. She says the combination of our love juices smells like a cauldron of sageweed on fire. I'm not really sure what that means, but the girl's got imagination.

 

[Carl East]

Dude, I put the hammer to Naudiz, it's true. Ask her. She says the combination of our love juices smells like a cauldron of sageweed on fire. I'm not really sure what that means, but the girl's got imagination.

I think you need a wake up call, cause Naudiz is a woman (all woman) not an imaginary friend.

Carl

 

[Marxist]

I think you need a wake up call, cause Naudiz is a woman (all woman) not an imaginary friend.

Carl

You're wrong on so many counts Carl:

1) Naudiz is a man.

2) Naudiz is a sexy man.

3) Naudiz is a sexy imaginary man.

Just ask her.

Oh, and I put the hammer to her too. She calls it the hammer cuz I've got that claw thing on the other side.

 

[Carl East]

You're wrong on so many counts Carl:

1) Naudiz is a man.

2) Naudiz is a sexy man.

3) Naudiz is a sexy imaginary man.

Just ask her.

Oh, and I put the hammer to her too. She calls it the hammer cuz I've got that claw thing on the other side.

You know for a man she's quite cute, but I digress, she is a love machine a literary giant amongst us mere mortals. You should worship at her feet, nuff said.

Carl

 

[Svedish_Chef]

You know for a man she's quite cute, but I digress, she is a love machine a literary giant amongst us mere mortals. You should worship at her feet, nuff said.

Carl

At her.... feet you say?

Why does she always want me over her?

 

[p_p_man]

she is a love machine a literary giant amongst us mere mortals.
Carl

Isn't that like going to bed with a good book?

Changed my mind I'll keep to my JuicyLips...

 

[Marxist]

You know for a man she's quite cute, but I digress, she is a love machine a literary giant amongst us mere mortals. You should worship at her feet, nuff said.

Carl

Duh, of course she's not mortal, she / he's a satyr.

Only I, a man that laid pipe and gave her the hammer, would know.

And about her feet, not her best feature, so you won't find me worshipping there.

http://www.vet.ksu.edu/features/images/Pigfeet.jpg

 

[Carl East]

Duh, of course she's not mortal, she / he's a satyr.

Only I, a man that laid pipe and gave her the hammer, would know.

And about her feet, not her best feature, so you won't find me worshipping there.

So the sex goddess of the writen word, has you fooled completely. As a slave of lustful desires I am aware of how she manipulates others such as you, she told me the only pipe that's ever been laid was across your head.

"Yes mistress of the tease, your love slave is coming, I'm just dealing with this infidel."

I must go, but before I do, know one thing my weapon can vanquish your pipe anyday.

Carl