I went for a meal in Edinburgh once,
with creator-of-the-fear, Spacefish, and Tricky. One of the desserts on offer looked like an ice cream version of The Fear.
We were sore afraid.
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DogHorse plop,
Wed 7 Jan 2009, 21:02,
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I jumped.
I hit the deck. Broke my fucking neck.
Guess why.
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DogHorse plop,
Wed 7 Jan 2009, 21:05,
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LUINS
luaghed until i nearly shat
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mictoboy shitting in your cunt since,
Wed 7 Jan 2009, 21:06,
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