Y'know What? I Have Nothing To Say

Marxist

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There's something about Lit. at times that just leaves me speechless. And not in a good way.

Does anyone even use the chat feature anymore?
 
Well, I want to be funny see? But I have to be in a certain mood to be funny. I need to be able to riff and feel the empowerment of the comedy wafting itself through my soul into the cockles of psyche. Lately though, I've been as down as Pacific Blue at a Sylvia Plathe festival, so things have been hard.

But at least a lot of cool people are on tonight. That's reassuring.
 
Sillyman said:
Lately though, I've been as down as Pacific Blue at a Sylvia Plathe festival, so things have been hard.



Wow, that's rough dude. Stay away from razor blades and sleeping pills, for the love of Pete.
 
Problem Child said:
Wow, that's rough dude. Stay away from razor blades and sleeping pills, for the love of Pete.

and bell jars too just to be safe. :D
 
Problem Child said:
Wow, that's rough dude. Stay away from razor blades and sleeping pills, for the love of Pete.

I've taken the laces out of my shoes. Well, I cut off the velcro since I can't really tie a proper bow, but it amounts to the same thing really.
 
Minkey Boodle said:
Is that a male or female midget?

I couldn't tell. It just kept humping away while talking about Arab savages and that my Mom needed to be kicked in the teeth.
 
Sillyman said:
I've taken the laces out of my shoes. Well, I cut off the velcro since I can't really tie a proper bow, but it amounts to the same thing really.


Could one velcro one's self to a horrible death?
 
Arab savages? Could it be...

So THAT's where the Uzi-toting annoyance hides out!

Hmm - remind me NOT to go into chat for a while (not that I've been there before, but...)
 
Problem Child said:
Could one velcro one's self to a horrible death?
It would be kind of like the Chinese death by a thousand cuts torture just instead of cuts it would be a million little velcro scratches and abrassion.
 
Yeah, a flase eyelash fluuters to the floor with every tic. I like to make wishes on them.
 
Problem Child said:
Could one velcro one's self to a horrible death?

It was how my great-uncle died. Of course he was shot out of a cannon onto a giant velcro canvas, but still, same principle applies.
 
Kalyn said:
Yeah, a flase eyelash fluuters to the floor with every tic. I like to make wishes on them.

You gotta wish fast, too, on account of the midget-ness and all.
 
Minkey Boodle said:
You gotta wish fast, too, on account of the midget-ness and all.

That's certainly how I ended up with a million dolls.
 
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