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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Even the one who sends me pictures of his cock every few days.
At the moment, it's just me at home. This is why I'm shit: Demanding internet addict with a burgeoning drink problem. Liable to get bored easily, cynical as they come and often threatens violence. Lazy and can’t cook or clean. Prone to rants about politics or feminism. Insomniac. Attention seeking. Indecisive. Smoker. Flirt. Whines to anyone who’ll listen. Moral fibre of an unspayed alley cat. Hypocrite.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 16:51, 3 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
Thinking you're the only person to send me desperate cock-shots *pinches cheek*
How's it going anyway, Princess Twinkle Drawers? I quoted you, by the way.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:04, Reply)
Which one? Sorry I'm behind, have been away from the internet for a few days. Am massively overworked (see below) but have decided I don't really care for the last hour.
And I'm otherwise good thank you honey. How've you been these last few days?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:08, Reply)
It's been a shit few days, I've been feeling awful. I think I've changed out of my PJs properly ONCE since Wednesday.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:10, Reply)
Still the earache? Good to see it hasn't stopped you being productive *reads voraciously*
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:12, Reply)
I've slid back into the "refusing to leave the house" version of Bella.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:14, Reply)
Fucking Emos. I'm flattered that upon quoting me in your blog you've referred to me as "a friend of mine", as opposed to the dozens of much more colourful, insulting names that must have occured to you.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:19, Reply)
but since I'm self-censoring, "a flaming mincer homosexualist whom I privately refer to as 'Bumderella Sparklepants'" seemed to go a bit far.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:22, Reply)
Now let us never speak of it again
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:24, Reply)
Go on, do it. Doitdoitdoit.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:28, Reply)
People would have fair warning of your tendencies towards both bumming and wearing sequinned trousers. Also, it would make me smile and might possibly be the only thing that cheers me up today.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:36, Reply)
My phone's so full of cock-shots that if I'm brutally murdered, the Mail will decide I deserved it.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:40, Reply)
Because when I use the word, I use it to mean 'overindulged excessively, with no cause', and clearly you use it to mean 'hounded with rapey-sounding messages which are accompanied with pictures of what may, after a squint, pass for a cock'.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:49, Reply)
It's hard to indulge you with no cause considering how plaintively you beg
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:52, Reply)
I've just been extremely annoyed by something I've just been told. Even mocking you could not make me happy now.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:57, Reply)
cock-mailing, I mean.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:05, Reply)
It's pretty funny really. Always late at night when he knows I'll still be up, and nothing is ever mentioned at work. He sent me a picture of his girlfriend's knockers the other day too, asking me for a threesome. I doubt she authorised that.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:07, Reply)
Who I may have accidentally slept with a few months ago.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:11, Reply)
I'm not gonna kick up a fuss about it though, he's a good bloke to work with and a mate, it's not worth it.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 17:17, Reply)
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