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# He's an advocate of Sharia law
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:48, archived)
# Oooh, topical
Nicely done
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:50, archived)
# nicely.


good sabbath 'ning
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:52, archived)
# Anyone fancy a game of Jenga Professional Edition?


Yes! Board nazis, this is in an unshopped photo, so if you like, feel free to put on your boots, wear your armband and pointy helmet and march around shouting things.

(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:43, archived)
# it's still awesome
I was rather partial to RPS when pics like this are posted
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:45, archived)
# This isn't RPS
This is a photograph of an art.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 10:42, archived)
# no nazis up at this time chief
The Birthday Boy
anyone else awake from bashing last night?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:46, archived)
# That's a lovely outfit
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:50, archived)
# dr when's outfits are always lovely
much praise for your structure. nazis be damned - a lot of effort has gone into your image. much more than some of the lazy photoshops we often see here usually from me...;)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:52, archived)
# Thank you
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:55, archived)
# and me. So, in the absence of Nazis...
Bably Drawn Baldy gives his girl multiple sarcasms -



And Good Morning.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 10:05, archived)
# No
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:58, archived)
# fair comment young david
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 10:21, archived)
# This rules, and as it's Sunday, it goes!
RPS ROOLS.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:46, archived)
# I should try that the next time I play it
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:50, archived)
# It's a fun challenge trying to build it,
and you will also learn about how they used to build bridges before they had steel girders and concrete.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:52, archived)
# not something
you'd want to try if you're impatient and hungover :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:57, archived)
# *sings song about the wonders of glue and nylon wires*

(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 10:14, archived)
# Insomnia

CFB

Been a while since I posted in here.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:15, archived)
# Haha
Go the scarts!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:23, archived)
# On the subject of music, Norman Records have a sale on!
Go go go! I just spent £30 squid.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:31, archived)
# How is spending money a way of saving?
You work for Norman Records AICMFP

and ^ THIS to your sig
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:31, archived)
# I wish I did.
There's loads of stuff with like 50% off, and as I'm a music nut I couldn't resist :(

Soon we'll have to send out a search parteh :(
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:35, archived)
[challenge entry] Pr for compo
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(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:15, archived)
# doof doof doof doof doof doof etc.
pumping!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:22, archived)
# nn-ts-nn-ts-nn-ts-nn-nts
NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-NN-TS-
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:44, archived)
# WOOOP!-WOOOP!

WOOOP!-WOOOP!

(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:48, archived)
# *gyrates*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:49, archived)
# *drunkenly stumbles towards*
YOUR MAH BESTT FUCKNG MAHTE U AR/.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:56, archived)
# i have a friend at uni who's from oxfordshire
the lad invited me to a party at his apartment that he wasn't currently at

good man

i set his music to play the pokemon theme after i left, just to spite him
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:04, archived)
# You guys make a great DJ set
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:22, archived)
# ^mixes up Bargarse Sample*
tes JD taerg a ekam syug uoY
You guys make a great DJ set
You guys make a great DJ set
You guys make a great DJ set

WOOOP!-WOOOP!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:31, archived)
# How are ya' Nippy?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:39, archived)
# I've got a massive sub-woofer in the back of my Torana.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:21, archived)
# turn that down or i'm calling tarzan.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:27, archived)
# I'll call Jane
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:22, archived)
# Never leave on safari without them.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:12, archived)
# I believe someone posted a similar pic a couple of years ago and it was FP'ed
I just can't remember who...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:20, archived)
# i am also bringing sexy back.
Photobucket
for expanded view, please click here.

oh, and have this.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:49, archived)
# A sexy back - yes.
Also, what's the point of some bloke posting about a dildo, made by a mouse, without attaching a picture?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:01, archived)
# what's more, why haven't i emailed him?
maybe he'll swap for hamwig.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:02, archived)
# i'd swap for a ham wig....
porcine headgear is the new black!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:21, archived)
# i like the old black.
i just like black in general. to hell with colour.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:26, archived)
# WAYTE, WHUT?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:21, archived)
# it's perfectly clear.
i am also bringing sexy back.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:24, archived)
# OKAY, NOTED.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:25, archived)
# oh no my wax dildo melted.
now what?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:04, archived)
# sit on a block of ice for a few hours, same as you did last week.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:24, archived)
# mold it back together with your fingers
then put it in the freezer for an hour or so


then promptly stick it back up your arse, to counteract the freeze
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:07, archived)
# MOUSE DICK IS NOT A SELLABLE PRODUCT.
NOT TO MENTION TOO SMALL FOR TODAY'S URBANITE.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:48, archived)
# YOU'LL BUY AND YOU'LL LIKE IT.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:53, archived)
# You are still on the bingo card.
Draw more and I'll add you on to the draw list.
Which is the diff between the cards and the poster.

I'D HAVE TO BUY A DOZEN FOR THIS OLD HOLE. [/;-D
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:11, archived)
# draw?!
how archaic.
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 6:17, archived)
# BRING BACK B3TA BINGO :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:57, archived)
# You are begging for a place on the poster (revised revised).
Which likely you will be. As I have several good
examples, by you, for it already on file.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:14, archived)
# YES!! :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 9:36, archived)
# THIS DOG IS WEARING SOCKS.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:31, archived)
# Aww.. Bless him!
Do the socks have fleas?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:34, archived)
# Teehee
my dog puts on the most miserable face in the world when he's got socks/any other kind of clothing on. I have a good one of him with a skiing mask on though.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:48, archived)
# Post it!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:01, archived)
# ok then :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:21, archived)
# NIGHT VISION. ON DOG.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:23, archived)
# he looks ashamed. did you catch him using that electric sex device of yours that's partly hidden there on the right?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:23, archived)
# Those Eyes, Those Eyes! I can't look away.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:27, archived)
# he is sad dog.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:56, archived)
#
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:10, archived)
# is he holding a kalashnikov too?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:03, archived)
# sadly no
I am no good at photoshop wizardry, so someone else would have to do it.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:16, archived)
# do it anyway, we like seamdogs here.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:19, archived)
# a different one

seamdogs taken to a new level
edit: apologies to you all
editedit: He is not holding a kalashnikov because like any self-respecting austrian he wouldn't handle cheap foreign tat when he can have expensive stuff from home.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:33, archived)
# That's a bullpup!
/CSS pun
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:35, archived)
# I can't believe it's taken me this long to get that
*shoots self*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:45, archived)
# Morrybyte suicided.
kick "morrybyte"
user "morrybyte" was dropped from the server (dropped by console)

:D
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:48, archived)
# heh, good stuff.
but he wouldn't hurt a cat, he's a big fluff.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:38, archived)
# very true
He grew up with two old ones and the one cat that's left still bullies him mercilessly. Doesn't stop him from licking his arse though. I have a feeling our cat is now so old that he can't clean his arse and just lets the dog do it for him.

Oh, and he'd be too scared of the gun's bang.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:40, archived)
# i knew it.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:43, archived)
# this dog is clearly about to do his laundry.
this dog uses soap made from coconuts and not harsh detergents because he likes his clothes to look good for longer and to lessen his environmental impact.

good dog.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:52, archived)
# dog loves enviroment.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:01, archived)
# dog is green.
dog washes his dishes with his own saliva.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:28, archived)
# actually very clean if you think about it.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:31, archived)
# i am thinking of saliva constantly.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:41, archived)
# yay
for soap nuts.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:46, archived)
# SOX. ON DOG.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:02, archived)
# Soxy dog, yiff yiff grrrr meow!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:49, archived)
# What a Krabappel
ha, he thinks he's people!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 21:56, archived)
# a cloud
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:52, archived)
# first tower has been hit.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:54, archived)
# quick send for pie!
:o)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:55, archived)
# The diving board always looks a lot easier from the ground.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 5:11, archived)
# I had a bunny cloud back in Ghana
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 5:27, archived)
# It's god flicking a V at you
or Churchill's ghost
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 5:44, archived)
# God is flicking Churchill's ghost? D: ow.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:54, archived)
# i think that's a cancerous growthcloud, or a wartcloud, but i could be wrong.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:59, archived)
# Deformed rabbit!
Woo.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 5:47, archived)
# It's the cloud of Turin!
Woo!!!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:35, archived)
# ATTACK OF THE KILLER CLOUD.
NOW COMING TO SPACE CHANNEL: ATTACK OF THE KILLER CLOUD.

IT IS A SCARY PROGRAMME.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:54, archived)
#
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:32, archived)
# I see this and get closer to unknown pleasures.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:35, archived)
# *warms the spang pan*
:D
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:50, archived)
# I can't be bothered to work it out.
All i know is that the meaning of life is 42.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 6:36, archived)
# joy is long.
that i doubt.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:01, archived)
# hello and PLUNGE
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:10, archived)
# Hahah
I like this muchly. :D
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:12, archived)
# As do I.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:12, archived)
# this is all of the awesomeness
and then some *click*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:14, archived)
# it is late, this scares me
im going to bed. although it is very nicely done. in a scary way
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:15, archived)
# damn
I am really trying hard not to be scary.
nite :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:17, archived)
# Genius
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:21, archived)
# Haha!
Take that you brat!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:24, archived)
# Haha. He's doing it to everybody!
This keeps me sane for yet another half hour. Plunge is good.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:31, archived)
# hehhehe
love the eyes! :D
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:52, archived)
# Your drawings are great!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 5:10, archived)
# toiletbabies are the worst pest in the world.
what's nastier than having to take a crap in the middle of the night and feeling some awful little fleshy hand scrabbling at your backside?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:05, archived)
# reminds me of psychonauts
this is a good thing
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:50, archived)
# F*ck the bamboo GIMME MEAT!

(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:02, archived)
# Hahaha!
I'll click that if only for the subject!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:05, archived)
# Panda!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:42, archived)
# hahahaa!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 5:14, archived)
# YES
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:32, archived)
# i see your stealth comic sans there, you monster.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:08, archived)
# Kirsten itc
MATEY!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:47, archived)
# she sounds like a slag.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 8:29, archived)
# Good night and good luck.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:56, archived)
# Pffft!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:00, archived)
# haha!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:43, archived)
# wut?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:09, archived)
# I'm so sorry.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:21, archived)
# Did you really google image search
for flange?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:22, archived)
# I did.
With the safe search off.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:23, archived)
# Oh god.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:25, archived)
# Shockingly, it was just lumps of metal.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:26, archived)
# Wow!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:38, archived)
# I know!
:P
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:42, archived)
# I has a sammich!
^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:45, archived)
# Yum!
What filling?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:46, archived)
# Hmm...
Cheshire cheese and facon. Would you like some? *offers sammich half* Also, ginger ale. But not inside teh sammich.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:48, archived)
# I would like it :)
Email it to me! :D
No..no! Not like that! You're getting it all in the cd drive!
Argh, don't bother! :P
XD
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:50, archived)
# Hahah
fail. I'm sorry.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:51, archived)
# Don't worry about it :)
Thanks for the offer!!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:53, archived)
# :]
If I wasn't too lazy to get up, I'd take a picture of it.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:54, archived)
# Hahah!
Photos™. Making things exist on the internet since, Sun 10 Feb, 3:56
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:56, archived)
# Hahah
:D

I wrote 2004 on my paper the day.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:56, archived)
# I frequently write the wrong year.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:57, archived)
# In reply to this:
www.b3ta.com/board/8045975
How about "An Emo Left of the Suicide"?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:02, archived)
# Hahah
yes.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:03, archived)
# ^^
I thought so.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:06, archived)
# What would that album sound like
d'you think?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:10, archived)
# Not as good.
:)
I'm REALLY going now, I'm shattered.
'Night dear!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:12, archived)
# Aww
alright. Fine.


Night night. Sweet dreams :]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:14, archived)
# Don't say thaaaaat
It makes me feel bad :(

And thanks :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:16, archived)
# Did you mean to type "the day"?
That marks you out as a Scot if you did.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:03, archived)
# the other day
:p
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:04, archived)
# Pish.
This board needs mair Scots.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:07, archived)
# Why does saying
'the day' make me a scot?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:10, archived)
# Because some scots say "the day" instead of "today"
Such as when Jolly Jack asks "What should I draw the day?", to which someone always replies "Squirrels with tits" or some variation of that theme.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:12, archived)
# Oh...
they do?

I like Scottish accents. Not as much as British though, or Irish. :p
/random
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:13, archived)
# Cornish accents annoy me.
So I don't speak in one :)
I speak English, not "Oo arr"
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:17, archived)
# What the fuck?
Where do you think Scotland is?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:23, archived)
# She means she likes my accent better than yours.
Get over it.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:24, archived)
# "I like Scottish accents. Not as much as British though"
is gibberish, though, unless you're from Namibia.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:32, archived)
# Because we are a strange breed.
Instead of today we say "the day".

For example:

Non-Scot: I saw a fantastic hair stylist today and she did a marvellous job of it. I think it looks lovely. Do you?
Scot: Ah had ma hair done the day aff that lassie oot eh, whit is it, Boaby and Guys or somethin'. It's fuckin' magic, eh? Touch it. Ah-hahaha, ye did, ya fuckin' lezzie! Fish supper?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:19, archived)
# I was thinking this too^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:06, archived)
# Winehouse looks the same out of rehab.
What a jizzhorse she is.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:29, archived)
# Amy Winehouse looks nothing like Flangelina Jolie.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:34, archived)
# She does so.
thinks
OK, you win. They're both rubbish twats though.
Snorting charlie off a jail-sullied non-entity's trousers is morally the same as stealing kids from Africa and making them live with Brad Pitt.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:38, archived)
# HAHAHAHAHAHA
I completely bloody agree
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:46, archived)
# Amy Buttweld ANSI-Flange?
still got a click outta me though...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:57, archived)
# Haha!
Filename :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:59, archived)
# she's more attractive this way.
still needs to lose that awful face though.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:11, archived)
# XD
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:54, archived)
# REAL LOL NOISE
LOL!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:54, archived)
# LOLOL
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:55, archived)
# Hehe!
lollity!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# Hahah
^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# He has broken ankles.
LOL!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# Shy feets!
^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:58, archived)
# Do they blush?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:00, archived)
# Depends on the power of the nailgun.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:03, archived)
# no silleh.
That's what I call the turned in feets. Shy feets.
Like...Like these.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:03, archived)
# Hehe
blushy feet!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:04, archived)
# Hahah
:p
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:05, archived)
# ^^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:07, archived)
# Killerkitti is teh bored.
:[
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:10, archived)
# I just did a pun :P
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:21, archived)
# I'm on /talk. What the fuck? hahahahhhh
I need to stay on /board. /talk is shit.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:23, archived)
# DO NOT GO TO THE DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:27, archived)
# But...
do we have cookies on this side?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:38, archived)
# On the good side we do, yes.
The dark side cookies are a lie. Like the cake. BUT LYIER!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:47, archived)
# Oh okay.
I'll have to stick with the good side then.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:49, archived)
# The bad side has homosexual geriatric harry potter fan fiction porn stories.
Stay here.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:51, archived)
# What...
wasn't that just down there somewhere? *points*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:52, archived)
# I was copying and pasting, remember?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:54, archived)
# oh...right.
suuure. You wrote that yourself, didn't you. For your sick pleasure. *glares*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:56, archived)
# I didn't. The link is at the bottom.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:00, archived)
# Hahahahahaha
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# ^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# *buys twenty for reselling to psycho-killers*
Self disposing is a big selling point in that market. [/;-P
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:59, archived)
# Hahah
*marks down order* *fucks up order* *you end up with 20 tickle me elmos* ooops.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:00, archived)
# YAYS!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:02, archived)
# Oh my fucking God.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:03, archived)
# Gah!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:03, archived)
# Looks like Ram-man off of He-man.
apart from the Elmo codpiece and Cookie Monster headset, of course.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:04, archived)
# That's not a cookie monster headset
silleh. That's elmo too...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:06, archived)
# I didn't know
I was on the b3ta faces bingo!!! ^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:10, archived)
# And on the 101 poster-thingie. Can't hide mules from me.
cfb 200k
Lot more new folks that should go on a revised-II chart.
And a few I missed, :edit: and felix/friz dup fixed.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:14, archived)
# Hahah
so cool! ^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:16, archived)
# That's great.
Even better because I'm not on it.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:35, archived)
# NEITHER AM I, GODDAMMIT.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:43, archived)
# WE ALREADY HAD THIS ARGUMENT
YOU GOT A CENTER SPOT ON A CARD AND THAT'S ALL YOU'LL GET!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:48, archived)
# Hahaha
That's ace! (And I'm very flattered to be on there. Ta!)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:37, archived)
# Stick Figure Ninja
STOLE MY FACE !ONEONEELEVENTY!!1
Edit: was I always down the bottom there?
Was there some ninjaness?
Or am I a spacker that just does not pay enough attention?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:05, archived)
# I think you're the punchline.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:18, archived)
# I want to use that as my image tag.
(something I used to do, but keep forgeting to do)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:25, archived)
# Was even mentioned when I posted it.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:29, archived)
# whoaa
fab
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:09, archived)
# I do/did have you on file.
Not sure why I missed adding you. Few others
that dropped thru the cracks in the speed to
do things too. I will not miss again.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:28, archived)
# you cunt, you took me off the list.
*rages*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:14, archived)
# Sorry. I didn't realise you meant bingo, and not "Bingo"
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:54, archived)
# pffttt....
big lolZ!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:03, archived)
# :]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:04, archived)
# i was in the park
this afternoon with my kids and there were a huge gaggle of emo's it was like a black cloud of teens had suddenly descended :D i'm sure when i was a teen it was a whole lot less work.

btw - thats ace! :D
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:19, archived)
# Hahahah
that's so funny. I think it might be a murder of emos. Like crows or something. ^.^

Thank you. :D
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:20, archived)
# hahahah or possibly
a suicide of emo's :D

(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:36, archived)
# Ahh
yes! i think you've hit upon something there.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:42, archived)
# does a little dance!!
:)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:53, archived)
# nice colour scheme, dude.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:25, archived)
# Flamy Winehouse
The Camden fire started near the Hawley Arms... coincidence? hmmm... you decide...

(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:53, archived)
# Haha!
This had bindun earlier, but this one's better.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:54, archived)
# tis my local too
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:54, archived)
# Round up the usual suspects, I say.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# yup...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:57, archived)
# Richard Prior without the laughs
or the nigger gags or the talent.

"They said I was a monger and I said "mnng, mnng, mnng"
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:58, archived)
[challenge entry] ...who wants to dance?...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:49, archived)
# ME!

Woo, nice thumping.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:53, archived)
# bear beats, yo!...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
#
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:57, archived)
# hello kitty!...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:58, archived)
#
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:01, archived)
# I recently resurrected my old "Hermione-Brandow-Bra & Pants" bandwagon:
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:01, archived)
# To be honest, she'd get it it if it wasn't for the fact that she
mocks Ron's cock so viciously in Potter 7.

I quote:
'"That?" laughed Hermione. "I'd need to construct a Lego turret on the end of it so I could feel it going in."
"Bloody hell, Hermione." Ron snorted. "You must have a fanny like a road tunnel."
"Twenty blocks wide." she continued, disdainfully. "The only chance of that pitiful object hitting the spot is if you stuck a wand, your postal owl and a big fucking shoe on the end of it."
"Bloody hell." Ron spluttered, uncharacteristically, as he never says it in the books. "Listen Hermione. Either you suck the living fuck out of it or it goes into one of those magic paintings. I'm not a fan of saliva, if you know what I mean?"
Disgusted and at the same time satisfied with her delicate subterfuge Hermione wrapped her lips arou....

What the FUCK am I typing?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:16, archived)
#
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:23, archived)
# HAHAHAHAHAHA
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:23, archived)
# hahahaha
JK Rowling is a rude girl, just look:
www.bash.org/?111338
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:30, archived)
# Note: I did not write this:
Harry had been looking forward to his first lesson with Dumbledore ever since he received the note telling him the date and time of their meeting. Finally, at eight’o’clock on Saturday he presented himself outside Dumbledore’s office and knocked.

"Come in," said Dumbledore’s voice.

"Good evening, sir," said Harry, walking into the headmaster's office. Dumbledore was standing at the window looking out at the grounds. He smiled broadly at the sight of Harry.

“Ah, Harry!” he said. “Come in, come in, my dear boy. Have a seat.”

And he pointed, not to a chair, but to a cozy sofa that was clearly a recent addition and looked rather out of place in the office.

“I thought it would better suit our…purposes,” said Dumbledore with a chuckle, seeing Harry’s quizzical expression. “You’ll see why soon enough, I think...Now, then,” he went on when Harry was seated, “what would you like to drink, Harry?”

“Drink, sir?” Harry said incredulously. “But – I thought we were going to – er -”

“Yes?” prompted Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

“Well, I dunno - practice some spells or something like that,” mumbled Harry.

“The kind of magic we are going to practice tonight doesn’t require spells or incantations, Harry,” said Dumbledore. “Not on your part, at least. And a drink will not interfere with it at all, I assure you – far from it. So, what would you like?”

“Well, um – how about that oak-matured mead?” said Harry.

“Oh, come on, Harry,” said Dumbledore with a laugh, “That mead is for small children. You’re almost a man now – surely you’d like to try something stronger?”

“Er -”

“I suggest you try this,” said Dumbledore, taking a bottle out of a cabinet. “Chateau Charnel, made in 1875 – an excellent year. Here…” he poured two glasses of wine and went to sit with Harry on the sofa, handing him his glass and throwing an arm around his shoulders.

“Cheers,” said the Headmaster. They touched glasses and drank.

All of Harry’s uneasiness and confusion seemed to vanish in an instant. A wonderful lightness filled his body, and he felt cheerful for no particualr reason.

“Say, this stuff is really good, sir!” he said.

“It is, isn’t it?” said Dumbledore with a wink. “That’s why I keep it for special occasions…like tonight.”

Harry looked at him.

"So, Harry," said Dumbledore, in a businesslike voice but with a roguish glint in his eye. "You have been wondering, I am sure, what I have planned for you dur­ing these – for want of a better word – lessons?"

“Yeah, I have,” said Harry. Remembering why he was here sobered him a bit, but he still couldn’t help smiling.

“Of course you have,” smiled Dumbledore. “Well, you remember, I am sure, the words of the prophecy about you and Lord Voldemort? The part about the power the Dark Lord knows not?”

Harry nodded.

“What do you think that power might be?” asked Dumbledore, peering at Harry over the rim of his glass.

“Well,” Harry said slowly, “I suppose it is…love, sir.”

“You are almost right, Harry,” giggled Dumbledore, squeezing Harry’s arm. “Almost, but not quite. Being able to love is an essential prerequisite, yes, but it’s not love as such that will destroy Lord Voldemort.”

“Then what will, sir?”

“Ooooh, Harry,” said Dumbledore, setting aside his glass and putting his hand on Harry’s knee. “You have a gift so rare that Parseltongue is quite common compared to it. I’ve never dreamed I’d actually meet such a person. My boy,” Dumbledore’s voice dropped to a whisper, “you have the power of…the Mojo.”

“The Mojo?” Harry repeated blankly as the portraits gasped.

“You really ought to read more, my dear boy,” chuckled Dumbledore, stroking Harry’s shoulder with his thumb. “The Mojo is another name for sexual energy.”

“Sexual energy? But – doesn’t everyone have -”

“Oh, no, not everyone, and nowhere near as much as you do. You see, sexual energy can be used to reinforce magic; however, most people have too little of it to produce a more or less significant effect, even if they are working in a group. But you are different; within your body resides a dormant power that, if used properly, could destroy half the world, or bring the dead back to life.”

“How do you know?” asked Harry, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Sex magic is my speciality, Harry,” chuckled Dumbledore. “It is what Voldemort refers to as ‘my kind of magic’. By his scorn he is trying to conceal the fact that he is simply incapable of performing it; he is impotent, you see. Anyway, I have known for some years now that you posess this kind of power. And now the time has come for your initiation.”

Harry’s face was now frantic with anticipation.

“Initiation, sir?”

“Oh, yes…a sort of ritual to wake that power inside you. It will take a lot of training to master it, of course, but -”

“What exactly does the ritual include?” interrupted Harry.

“Guess,” said Dumbledore with a grin.

Harry’s jaw dropped. “You mean -”

“Exactly, my boy!” cried Dumbledore, slapping Harry’s thigh. “Glad you’re cottoning on so quickly.”

“But, but,” spluttered Harry, “aren’t we going to need a…a girl?”

“Oh, no,” said Dumbledore. “Not tonight. You see – nobody knows exactly why, but the ritual of initiation revolves around a sexual act between two men.”

“You mean I’m going to have sex with…you?” said Harry, aghast.

“That’s EXACTLY what I mean, sweetheart,” cried Dumbledore, giving Harry a hug. “What’s the matter?” he asked, seeing the look of horror in Harry’s eyes. “Don’t tell me you are against gay sex, because I know you’re not; I can read minds, you know.”

“Well – it’s not that – it’s just that I -”

Dumbledore roared with laughter at the sight of Harry’s shock and confusion.

“Oh, my dear boy, you didn’t think I was going to force you to make love to an unattractive old man such as myself, did you?”

“Well…actually…that’s exactly what I thought,” mumbled Harry.

“I know,” chortled Dumbledore. “Sorry, I just couldn’t help scaring you a bit – that look on your face was just wonderful. But worry not, my boy…” Dumbledore took a small bottle from under his cloak and shook it in front of Harry’s nose.

“What’s that, sir?”

“I want it to be a surprise,”said Dumbledore with a wink. “Close your eyes, Harry.”

Harry complied, not without some apprehension. He heard Dumbledore uncork the bottle and take a draught, then some weird sound, and then –

“You may open your eyes now, Harry,” said a voice.

Harry did so and leapt to his feet at once. Where Dumbledore had sat a few moments ago, a young man of about eighteen was now sitting. He was tall, lean, had a handsome face and auburn hair. His features looked vaguely familiar…

“Sir?” breathed Harry.

“If you call me ‘sir’ one more time, I’ll hex you, Potter,” said the young man, “but yep, it’s me.”

Harry stared.

“Youth potion, Harry,” chuckled the young Dumbledore, tossing the bottle in the air and catching it. “Kindly prepared by Professor Snape. Devilishly tricky to make, and can only be taken very sparingly, but the effect is truly spectacular, as I think you’ll agree.”

Dumbledore rose and looked himself over.

“I do look ridiculous in these now, don’t I?” he said, referring to his magnificent purple robes. He took his wand, touched the robes with its tip, and they vanished at once, revealing a smooth, muscular and completely naked body.

“Wow!” said Harry, in spite of himself.

“Not bad, huh?” said Dumbledore. “Yes, I used to be quite something in my day. A great many young people of both sexes have been seduced by this body…but none of them as special as you, of course.”

Dumbledore waved his wand, and Harry’s clothes vanished, too, his wand dropping to the floor with a clatter; at the same time, pleasant music began to play. Dumbledore flopped back onto the sofa and spread his arms.

“Well, are you going to just stand there, or would you rather come here and fuck like crazy?” he inquired.

Harry seemed uncomfortable.

“But si- I mean, Albus – the portraits!”

“Oh, those portraits have seen so much that nothing will surprise them anymore,” said Dumbledore with a laugh. “Come on, Harry, let’s have some fun.”

Harry approached the sofa and slid into Dumbledore’s embrace. The feel of a strong, young body against his own was so new and so delicious that Harry moaned. The next thing he knew, he and Dumbledore were kissing, devouring each other’s mouths. Then Dumbledore was on top of Harry, covering his body with kisses, Harry’s hands slithering up and down his back.

“Ooooh!” was all Harry had to say when Dumbledore’s amazingly long tongue coiled around his cock.

“Ready for the ritual?” asked Dumbledore after a while from between Harry’s legs.

“Hell, yes!” gasped Harry.

Dumbledore turned him over, then jerked him up so that he was standing on all fours. Harry inhaled sharply when he felt Dumbledore’s fingertip circle his anus. Dumbledore was saying something in a language unknown to Harry – probably an incantation – and his finger was delving deeper and deeper into the boy (the Headmaster had providently covered it with some sort of lubricant). The finger was soon joined by another. Harry was gripping the sofa so tightly that his knickles turned white; his face was screwed and running with sweat; he was hlaf-moaning, half-growling. When he thought he couldn’t take it any longer, Dumbledore finished saying the incantation and removed his fingers.

“DO IT!” roared Harry.

“With great pleasure, Harry,” said Dumbledore, and entered him.

Harry thought he was in heaven and hell at the same time – it was that good and that painful. Dumbledore was going faster and faster, and soon both pain and pleasure were dwarfed by a sense of power surging through Harry like an electric current. Dumbledore’s silvery instruments and other things began to shake and then started flying around the room (the inhabitants of the portraits fled from their frames for fear of getting hit). Soon the whole room was shaking, as if from an earthquake. Harry and Dumbledore were moaning, growling, howling, clawing, biting, thrashing and thrusting; actually, they looked a bit frightening. When Harry came, the windows of Dumbledore’s office exploded; the Headmaster’s desk rose into the air and was flung against the wall; Fawkes gave a hoarse caw, fell off of his perch and burst into flame; and many miles from Hogwarts, Lord Voldemort gasped and clutched at his heart.

Harry and Dumbledore rolled to the floor and lay there, panting and frothing like horses after a race.

“Well,” Dumbledore said finally, after about five minutes of silence. “That certainly was unlike anything I had ever experienced in terms of sex, and just between you and me, that’s saying something.”

“I see I’ve wrecked your office again,” said Harry, looking around.

“Yeah…should’ve locked all those thingies away…well, that’s nothing compared to what we’ve accomplished tonight!”

“Yeah, you know, if Voldemort had been standing there, I think I could’ve obliterated him with one glance!” Harry said enthusiastically.

Dumbledore laughed and ruffled Harry’s hair.

“It’s not that easy, Harry…you still have a lot of training ahead of you. I think we’ll be using the Room of Requirement from now on, though – one more lesson like this, and my office will lie in ruins.”

They both laughed.

“Well, Harry,” said Dumbledore, sitting up, “that’s it for today. I hope you enjoyed the lesson.”

“Oh, that’s an understatement, sir,” grinned Harry. Dumbledore poked him in the head.

“I told you not to call me ‘sir’ while I’m like this. Anyway…” Dumbledore waved his wand, and Harry’s clothes reappeared on his body, cleansed from sweat and other fluids. The Headmaster handed him his wand and gave him a kiss.

“Well, see you next week, Harry,” he said. “I’ll inform you of the exact date by note, as before. Incidentally, is there any girl you fancy?”

“Well, I dunno…I used to like Cho Chang…”

“Cho Chang it is, then,” said Dumbledore, clapping his hands. “I expect you’ll be seeing her next week, too.”

“You mean...” Harry’s eyes widened. “But…do you really think she’ll agree?”

“It is not a matter of agreement, Harry,” said Dumbledore with a wink. “When the fate of the wizarding world is at stake, personal considerations should be set aside.”

“You know, I think I’m starting to like being the Boy Who Lived,” said Harry, and they laughed again. Then Harry turned to leave, but seemed to remember something.

“Wait…what shall I tell Ron and Hermione?”

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

“Surely an intelligent person such as yourself can think of something? All right, all right,” he laughed, seeing the look of indignation on Harry’s face, “I’ll save you the trouble. Here…” he twirled his wand, snatched a piece of parchment out of thin air and gave it to Harry. “I’ve sketched a cover-up story. Some of it’s based on facts, but most of it I had to make up. I never knew writing was such hard work.”

Harry was met in the common room by Ron and Hermione who had stayed up to hear everything about his first lesson.

“Well?” they demanded eagerly.

“It was fascinating,” said Harry. “Dumbledore took me into the Pensieve…”

THE END


From here: www.restrictedsection.org/file.php?file=4994
(It's Caewan's favourite story)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:38, archived)
# Oh for fuck's sake. Does that shit rselly exist?
I was basing my gibberish on Cassette Boy's "Harry Potter and the Underage Blowjob."

I must admit I didn't get past line nine but I was pretty sure I was headed into slash territory.

Did he get it all over his... see what you've done!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:44, archived)
# Oh, jesus fuck.
I'm never going to be able to watch a harry Potter movie again. Thanks. Xp
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:44, archived)
# Hahaha!!!
Did you giggle while reading it?
I was screeching XD
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:48, archived)
# I couldn't bring myself to read the entire thing.
Once I realized what was happening...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:53, archived)
# HAHAH!!!
Dumbledore bums Harry telling him it's a "special kind of magic"
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:55, archived)
# Oh jesus.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:57, archived)
# what's the point of softcore slash?
either describe the act in explicit detail or shut the fuck up.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:21, archived)
# who wouldn't want to fuck a magic painting?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:22, archived)
# This is
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:02, archived)
# This gives me an idea..
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:06, archived)
# i am not a drum.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:18, archived)
# Moby! Duck!!!


Too late.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:14, archived)
# Nice header.
That link in your profile doesn't work, btw.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:18, archived)
# ooo-er!
Tar matey! Off to get horizontal so I'll check tomorrow.

Nytol
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:20, archived)
# No.
Keep standing riiight theeere
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:23, archived)
# Harder!!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:23, archived)
# Duck! Moby!!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:26, archived)
# :]

Qui est-il ?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 1:59, archived)
# Someone called Billy :)
As I said down there, a second ago, I am going now!
'Night!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:00, archived)
# Oh you are?
Fine. Be that way. ;D

Night night, dear. Sweet dreams.


EDIT: Shit. I should change that filename. Xp
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:02, archived)
# I'm staying. My friend Amy just signed into msn.
I haven't talked to her in AAAAGGESSS!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:03, archived)
# heheh
yay
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:03, archived)
# ^^
TIME FOR MR STINGY!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:06, archived)
# Hahahahahah
^.^

mofaha and I were just discussing Thallium. It actually gives you a slow death. :]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:07, archived)
# I googled it the night I saw the film :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:10, archived)
# Why?
Plotting a murder? ;]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:11, archived)
# Yes.
I mean..err...I was just "interested"...
*hides hip flasks*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:12, archived)
# *glares supiciously*
*Hides tea*
I'm scared you'll poison me when I'm not looking.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:15, archived)
# Don't be silly!
I'd never poison YOU!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:16, archived)
# Oh okay...
*sips tea a tiny bit suspiciously* Tastes fine...okay...*downs tea*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:20, archived)
# Isn't Thallium tasteless?
I didn't put any in, but if I had, you'd die thinking you were safe.
I usually make my own drinks.
*is very paranoid*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:22, archived)
# Ahh
alright then.
I let mofaha make the tea cos I fial at that. :]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:31, archived)
# Always make your own tea!
Then you can have it just how you like it.
It's very rare somebody makes you a perfect cup of tea.
Mine involves two teabags, pouring the water in really slowly, leaving them for a couple of minutes and squidging them against the side of the cup so hard they almost rip, before taking them out, adding milk and two sugars :)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:35, archived)
# I take mine the same as mofaha
if a bit sweeter. :]
It's really weak, with lots of milk and three or so sugars. Yummeh! *sips* ^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:55, archived)
# Weak tea! Bleh!
I love mine strong!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# mofaha says
it's medium on the weak scale. ^.^
What about coffee? Drink that strong? i do. ^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:59, archived)
# Coffee? Strong? I put coffee on my fucking ICE CREAM.
The stronger the better!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:01, archived)
# On ice cream?
hahah wtf?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:11, archived)
# Well it's nice!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:52, archived)
# never tried that
I've had coffee ice cream before, though, which is nice. :]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:05, archived)
# Well then!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 4:20, archived)
# false
you haven't got any friends

see below comment
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:07, archived)
# Haha
she's an internet friend.
I have no friends irl.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:10, archived)
# Literally none?
Do you have aquaintances that you call friends sometimes?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:11, archived)
# Well there's Richard.
And Sarah.

Hmm. That's about it, really.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:13, archived)
# Oh alright.
:]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:14, archived)
# :]
Oh, and then there's Zoe, who I spent the day with yesterday, and you asked about and I didn't reply.
;)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:18, archived)
# Ahhh
yes. Hahah. Is she the one you like that has a boyfriend? Or 'issat someone else?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:20, archived)
# That was someone else, Zoe is single.
I feel like such a man whore when you say that.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:22, archived)
# Oh alright.
Hahah maybe you are...?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:30, archived)
# Well I like three girls..
but I think real whores do more with more people than that.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:38, archived)
# I'm really tempeted to go all girly and
start poking you going 'Who d'you like? Tell me! Who is it?' But I won't. ^.^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:41, archived)
# Well you don't know them anyway :P
So there's no point.
You know I like Zoe, anyway, and Tomo, who I've already told you about.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:47, archived)
# Hahah
I know. That's why I didn't poke you, etc. I was just tempted to. :]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:51, archived)
# Hehe no worries.
The other girl also has a boyfriend, though :P
But in fairness, I liked her first.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:51, archived)
# First as in
pre-boyfriend or before the other girls?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:56, archived)
# Actually, both.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:57, archived)
# Right.
Fair 'nuff then.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:59, archived)
# I think Clansoul should have a BIG wank
or you two should get it awwnn.

You're always squabbling so it's fight or fuck, I'm afraid.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:48, archived)
# Hahahahaha I doubt that will ever happen!
And I don't mean the wank.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:49, archived)
# FIGHT OR FUCK, I SAID!
DO IT!

I have a Taser!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:55, archived)
# NEITHER
I WANT TO BE NICE TO HER
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:58, archived)
# MAKE LOVE OR FIGHT, I SAID!
better?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:59, archived)
# I DON'T WANT TO MAKE LOVE TO HER
I JUST WANT TO BE HER FRIEND
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:03, archived)
# I know.
I can be such a cunt sometimes.
Good luck. You seem to be getting on rather well.
I'd try to make friends on here but I'd be compelled to try and sell hash to them, even though I can't get any myself.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 3:24, archived)
# ;)`
i'm going to bed now
in case anyone was wondering
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:11, archived)
# Night night.
Sweet dreams. :]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:11, archived)
# ^what PW said
i'm too drunk to know
x
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:02, archived)
# Heheh
:]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:02, archived)
# i dont know his name
but the chap who was in good charlotte

are they still going? i dunno
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:03, archived)
# They are.
I re-fell in love with them. :p
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:04, archived)
# but
is it him?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:04, archived)
# Yes
it is.


But. Can it be milked?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:06, archived)
# I'm sure he'd like you to try.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:12, archived)
# o.O
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:15, archived)
# Is that the face you'll make when it goes in your eye?
Sorry, that's vile, I'll stop now.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:17, archived)
# No. It's this face
0 _ ( .)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:19, archived)
# *pouts*
Why are you so vile? I was making a 'ZOMG' face.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:19, archived)
# I'm sorry :(
*cries*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:20, archived)
# Oh
don't cry!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:21, archived)
# Alright :D
*perks up*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:23, archived)
# EMO
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:06, archived)
# LOL
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:07, archived)
# I read those together.
As "ELMO"
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:13, archived)
# Tickle me Emo
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:15, archived)
# Hahahahah


EDIT: It was more the mental image that sparked that^
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:15, archived)
# I accidentally said "*clits wrists*" the other day.
That was a bizarre mental image.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:19, archived)
# Hahahah
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:21, archived)
# Emo: Come 'ere you!
Girl: Mhm?
Emo: Get undressed, I want to clit my wrists!
Girl: WHAT THE FUCK!? Ok then.
Emo: *clits wrists*
Girl: Mmm
Emo: *gets sore arms* *cries*
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:24, archived)
# Like Hutchence said:
"Suicide black was the colour of her hair,
like a cheap distraction from the razor there,
she knew it was Finnish because of the sheen,
something tells me you should just fucking slit your wrists now you worthless cunt."
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:29, archived)
# Hahaha alright then!
I'm rather pleased with myself..I just spent the last 5 hours, 15 minutes and 40 sconds ripping my new David Gilmour dvd, and it came out perfect :D
I am going to convert it into WMV and put it on my Zen now.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:31, archived)
[challenge entry]
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 1:54, archived)
# TOAP!!!!!11
that scares me.. but next id like her to play a duck
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 1:56, archived)
#
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 1:57, archived)
# HAHAHA!
Well I feel satisfied now. I'm off :)
'Night all!!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 1:58, archived)
# haha
fair enough!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:03, archived)
# Where do you get these pictures from?
Do you draw them?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:10, archived)
# Old books and postcards.
Punch from 1850-1920 is often used for B&W sources.
Shopped, colourized and TOAPed for cheap laughs.
Overall, I like mashing old cards the best...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:16, archived)
# Great colorisation, man.
They always make me laugh even if it's "just" TOAP.
The title or text is usually the thing that makes the gag work, I think.

The opposite of Mac from the Daily Mail, in fact.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:23, archived)
# Hey Cousins !
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:25, archived)
# Such a crabby pair.
[/:-)
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:29, archived)
# That is such a loaded question . . .
how about You Shook Me ?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:10, archived)
# edit: wrong one... hang on... there we go.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:18, archived)
# YOU BLOW ME AWAYYY!
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:19, archived)
# Oh, now that you've used it, I'll put it back.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:22, archived)
# *snicker*...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:54, archived)
# i want you to play dead. i've prepared the ice bath, now just unhinge your jaw, you little temptress.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:29, archived)
# huh?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 1:51, archived)
# This is good.
It's silly and it's got a goose coming out of someone's scants.
What more do you bloodsuckers want?
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:17, archived)
# Brandow coming out of Venus Williams' skirt...
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:38, archived)
# everybody wants goosecock.
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 7:07, archived)
[challenge entry] Don`t


tread on an ant
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 1:50, archived)
# wow
this is very peculiar. ill have to make sure i certainly dont step on any ants :P
(, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 2:04, archived)

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