Why do you build me up (butter cup) butter cup, baby?
Go on. Why?
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:07, 30 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Personally, its just to let you down.
And mess you around, really.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:07, Reply)

just to let you down
you know, mess you around...

that sort of thing.

edit: damn you!

if only I hadn't spelt "that" as "jyasrt" first time round...
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:07, Reply)

Ha!
SHe sure did mess you around!
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:08, Reply)

Thank you :)
I wasn't sure whether to point that out or let you figure it out by yourself.

Edit: This is the first time I've been mistaken for a dude on the internet. Not in real life though.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:21, Reply)

I hadn't looked at your profile
That's what I'm blaming it on. Yea.
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:27, Reply)

Well
I'm glad you changed your mind after you saw my profile.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:40, Reply)

Being frank
You'd be cooler if you really had Dr Octopus' mechanical arms.
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:51, Reply)

I know :(
I think everyone would, really.

I had it as my facebook picture a while ago, and someone was daft enough to ask where I bought them.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:56, Reply)

*cackles evilly*
.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:09, Reply)

To help you get some meat on your bone(s).

(MrOli is ugly, but in the morning you will be sober, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:09, Reply)

Because you taste divine.

( thealternativefact, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:12, Reply)

*licks clenders*
Yes it's that time of the cyclops.
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:12, Reply)

You owe me money.
*sends the boys round*
( thealternativefact, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:17, Reply)

Oh shit yea!
Can we not consider my saliva payment seeing as said I'd pay you at that bash.
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:19, Reply)

No.
It was nice, but it doesn't buy my beer :)
( thealternativefact, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:21, Reply)

Ok
If I've forgotten again when I see you at Bill's remind me and I'll go get some cash. Of course, if you're as drunk as you were for Gary's birthday I may be able to convince you that you owe ME money. Muwahahaha.
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:31, Reply)

*narrows eyes*
*remembers money and this statement*
( thealternativefact, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:32, Reply)

So that you can see over things.

(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:14, Reply)

Yes!
Ten midget-joke points!
( Cawl, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:16, Reply)

How many points do I need
before I can trade them in for a midget of my very own?

Oooh, and how many to get topless midget custard wrestlers for Tightly's stag do?
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:18, Reply)

To earn me
You need eleventy-four points.
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:19, Reply)

Well that's interesting,
As prior to that statement he had tenty-six points...
Bye V, enjoy your new home :)
( Cawl, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:21, Reply)

V is such a tiny slag.

( thealternativefact, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:21, Reply)

Eeeexcellent.
I shall "train" V in "wrestling" and provide the "custard", so we just need someone else who has a midget and we're good to go.
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:23, Reply)

Silly Kaol
That's not how eleventy-four works. Eleventy-four is 4¹¹ or 4194304. That's more than 36.
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:26, Reply)

Oh.
Stupid numbers... My one true weakness.
I'm sad and tired now, going home.
( Cawl, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:27, Reply)

Erm,
Tenty-six is therefore 6¹⁰ then?

You're all mine, little'un.
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:41, Reply)

Fucksocks
I misread his post as twenty six :(
( Captain V, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:48, Reply)

Muhahahahah.
Now, it puts the lotion on its skin...
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 20 May 2009, 17:59, Reply)

I'm going to be honest, I'm not sure.
I don't know why I do the things I do, prehaps I'm the monster all my insecuritys dictate I am? Perhaps I just want to see those who I love, and care about, to get hurt, quickly to begin with, rather than prolong the agony for the inveitable demise. Maybe prophetising a demise is dooming it to distruction, maybe I just didn't give us a chance? Could it, possibly be, that it's not my fault, not all the time? Is that just whishfull thinking, because without that I'm destened to walk around the world detached from all of humanity. Maybe I'm not the first, maybe there are many, but as they have severed their ties, their names will be lost in the sands of time. There is comfort one can take in that, that through enternal damnation of myself, I can never quite be alone. Maybe.... maybe, i'm *whisper* ....batman.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Wed 20 May 2009, 18:12, Reply)