Allo, peeps. What should I draw this fine friday?
(Yesterday's, cuz I posted it kinda late.)
JollyJack - a stench from the past,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:07,
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Mrs Mangle has got herself in a spot of botherEarlier, in Lassiter's hotel bar, ripped to the tits on flaming sambucas, she spotted Mr Miyagi out of Karate Kid. Feeling somewhat frisky, her loins lubricated with much alcohol, she went over to chat him up. It turned out Miyagi was with Paul Kersey out of the Death Wish films and that the two of them were looking for a willing participant to join their hardcore twos-up BDSM games. It didn't take many more sambucas to get Mrs Mangle to agree and the three of them had gone up to Miyagi's suite on the top floor.
Now she has awoken, chained to the bed, naked, spreadeagled and bleeding from various wounds and welts and smeared from head to toe in swarfega. She looks up at Miyagi who is standing naked on her chest in the 'crane' position, his immense, rock hard penis dripping pre-cum onto her face, a pair of crocodile clips hang from his tight, wrinkled scrotum with wires leading off somewhere out of sight. He holds in his small, neat hands a cheap Homebase hedgetrimmer and is revving it as he stares down at her hard, pointy nipples. Out of the corner of her eye, she can see Kersey edging nearer, also naked and greased, holding a B&Q own-brand strimmer across his hairy chest. As he gets closer she notices his tumescent member is covered in a fine network of scars and fresh cuts, blood seeping out steadily onto the expensive carpet.
It is only now that Mrs Mangle realises she cannot remember the safe word and that she will be unable to stop them doing whatever it is they're about to do.
The safe word is "Galah".
(Now she has awoken, chained to the bed, naked, spreadeagled and bleeding from various wounds and welts and smeared from head to toe in swarfega. She looks up at Miyagi who is standing naked on her chest in the 'crane' position, his immense, rock hard penis dripping pre-cum onto her face, a pair of crocodile clips hang from his tight, wrinkled scrotum with wires leading off somewhere out of sight. He holds in his small, neat hands a cheap Homebase hedgetrimmer and is revving it as he stares down at her hard, pointy nipples. Out of the corner of her eye, she can see Kersey edging nearer, also naked and greased, holding a B&Q own-brand strimmer across his hairy chest. As he gets closer she notices his tumescent member is covered in a fine network of scars and fresh cuts, blood seeping out steadily onto the expensive carpet.
It is only now that Mrs Mangle realises she cannot remember the safe word and that she will be unable to stop them doing whatever it is they're about to do.
The safe word is "Galah".
Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:09,
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he keeps catching me at lunchtimeso i was prepared today so's i could post from my phone
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Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:26,
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This is one of those dream sequences they sometimes do in 'Neighbours'isn't it?
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Smallbrainfield,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:12,
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Yes, i was merely recalling yesterday's episode Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:29,
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this is why words are great
Mighty Nibus who dares gins | @nibus,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:14,
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Wow.That is all.
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The Silent Channel is getting his recommended 5-a-day,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:15,
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It's the penthouse suitenothing but the best for Mr Miyagi
( Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:29,
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You flaming sambuca!
Fresh Water Mole loves his baby boy more and more every day,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:12,
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If only he'd draw stuff like this.I'd see him as a manga Jilly Cooper. As it is, I continue to be deeply disappointed by the output.
I would write more, but I'm wanking into a whirring Flymo and one-handed typing is risky.
(I would write more, but I'm wanking into a whirring Flymo and one-handed typing is risky.
drbroon abloooobloobloo,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:23,
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I'm glad you have your priorities straight Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:34,
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A horde of angry peanutswith tits
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Puromycin is still licking windows,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:10,
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After the crash, Pascal does not go into work the next day. Instead, he sits on a steel frame office chair in the back yard of his mid-terraced house and smokes his unfiltered cigarettes and alternates between sips of brandy and cups of coffee until the early afternoon.
He watches a pair of birds pecking at seeds on his neighbour's bird-table, before picking up the ash tray and moving inside. From his track-suit he retrieves a USB stick, which he slots into his laptop. When he was initially employed at the out of town gymnasium he took the opportunity afforded by two consecutive weeks of late shifts to surreptitiously install a webcam in the women's changing rooms. Most of it is a catalogue of the mundane, women standing around, getting changed, gossiping and wandering around semi-clothed. He finds none of this particularly arousing. There is a sequence where two women fight briefly (about what he has never discovered) before being removed by a couple of staff. He watches this sequence more than once.
Eventually he finds the segment he was looking for and settles back to watch. A woman enters the changing room, her face hidden under a baseball cap and begins to get undressed. Momentarily she disappears from view as she bends down, presumably to remove her pants. When she stands up, however, she is wearing a gorilla mask. She proceeds to dance around the changing room in her underwear to music Pascal cannot hear and then steps up close to the webcam and makes obscene gestures, before getting dressed once more and leaving. The Frenchman watches this short sequence repeatedly for over an hour, masturbating twice.
When he is spent for the second time, he turns off the laptop and replaces the USB stick in his track-suit before showering and making an omelette. Afterwards he steps out into the yard once more. Someone has scrawled a crude stick drawing woman on the back of the yard gate. The figure is clearly depicted wearing a gorilla mask. Pascal regards the drawing thoughtfully, whilst smoking another unfiltered cigarette as the sun dips below the rooftops of the houses opposite. In the bathroom of one house he can see a naked figure, though the glass makes it impossible to determine gender. Finally he goes inside, closing the door behind him.
(He watches a pair of birds pecking at seeds on his neighbour's bird-table, before picking up the ash tray and moving inside. From his track-suit he retrieves a USB stick, which he slots into his laptop. When he was initially employed at the out of town gymnasium he took the opportunity afforded by two consecutive weeks of late shifts to surreptitiously install a webcam in the women's changing rooms. Most of it is a catalogue of the mundane, women standing around, getting changed, gossiping and wandering around semi-clothed. He finds none of this particularly arousing. There is a sequence where two women fight briefly (about what he has never discovered) before being removed by a couple of staff. He watches this sequence more than once.
Eventually he finds the segment he was looking for and settles back to watch. A woman enters the changing room, her face hidden under a baseball cap and begins to get undressed. Momentarily she disappears from view as she bends down, presumably to remove her pants. When she stands up, however, she is wearing a gorilla mask. She proceeds to dance around the changing room in her underwear to music Pascal cannot hear and then steps up close to the webcam and makes obscene gestures, before getting dressed once more and leaving. The Frenchman watches this short sequence repeatedly for over an hour, masturbating twice.
When he is spent for the second time, he turns off the laptop and replaces the USB stick in his track-suit before showering and making an omelette. Afterwards he steps out into the yard once more. Someone has scrawled a crude stick drawing woman on the back of the yard gate. The figure is clearly depicted wearing a gorilla mask. Pascal regards the drawing thoughtfully, whilst smoking another unfiltered cigarette as the sun dips below the rooftops of the houses opposite. In the bathroom of one house he can see a naked figure, though the glass makes it impossible to determine gender. Finally he goes inside, closing the door behind him.
Smallbrainfield,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:10,
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I think JJ should draw this one.
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The Silent Channel is getting his recommended 5-a-day,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:16,
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hahahaThis should be a black and white silent movie.
( drbroon abloooobloobloo,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:28,
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Very goodSpends the afternoon Googling in vain for that dancing gorilla mask clip
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fuscous,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:39,
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I like the bits where smokes unfiltered cigarettes and the bit where he makes an omelette.That's good characterisation, because he is French. If he chewed gum instead, and ate marmite, we'd be confused, although the French probably do those things sometimes.
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Fri 2 Mar 2012, 15:26,
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a french guy noisily shoving raw bacon into his mouth while a disgusted librarian points to a "SILENCE IN THE LIBRARY" signThe librarian is probably hot.
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discomeats This canoe,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:10,
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All I get out of that is "Hot" and "Librarian" :D JollyJack - a stench from the past,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:11,
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Get on it, you slug.We want a hot Librarian!
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atomic A-bomb-a-nation,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:36,
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Your mum.
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:12,
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Little Red Riding Hood. (Hard-boiled):D
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Death is the Eternal I have not my ally,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:16,
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Hard Boiled? I fucking love that film!
Bourbon Fox Bourbon is a moron,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:18,
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I like the bit where everything explodes for two hours. An Eagle in Your Mind,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:24,
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The half an hour long running gun battle through the hospital, most of which was one take. Beautiful. Bourbon Fox Bourbon is a moron,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:27,
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I saw it in about 1994. I recall it was good.There was a bit where a man called a baby a 'piss pot'. Which obviously could only enhance one's enjoyment of any film.
( An Eagle in Your Mind,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:30,
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"You saved the day you little piss pot". :D Bourbon Fox Bourbon is a moron,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:30,
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Bindun!
Sir Aunty Grampa Dave the Hat - enjoying a post-meridian muncheon - Ta! Cannaoogim!?,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 15:07,
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A lovely Cretaceous echinoid in chalk Mighty Nibus who dares gins | @nibus,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:20,
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The face someone pulls when they stumble upon a shock site. Bourbon Fox Bourbon is a moron,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:44,
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A nubile eskimo lady lying amongst the frozen goods in Tesco, with nought but bags of frozen peas to hide her perky nip-nips. Dammit - i'd do this one myself, if it werent for the fact that 3d takes fricking AGES to do.
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taters Bah weep grahnah weep ninibong,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 13:50,
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Some kind of goat/woman hybridHaving sex with a cheese/woman hybrid
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emvee cruor deo cruoris,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:00,
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Thats a hole lotta wholes to sex! taters Bah weep grahnah weep ninibong,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:06,
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Waving his dick in the windwith tits
( hekim 66 ÉŹĘš ŹÉnā² uooW,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:03,
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A sex accident involving a Dyson. Bourbon Fox Bourbon is a moron,
Fri 2 Mar 2012, 14:15,
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