To passers-by.
Well, more "at" than "to".

And more "scream" than "read".
( Flapjack I spay a little mare for you, Wed 27 May 2009, 21:17, archived)

MISTER CUMBERNAULD SLIPPED HIS HOT COCK INTO MY BISCUIT TIN
I COULD SEE STEAM RISING OFF OF IT AS HE PASSIONATELY CHRISTENED MY JAMMY DODGERS. WHERE ARE YOU GOING? COME BACK. SEDUCTIVELY, I REMOVED A PARTICULARLY-TARNISHED BOURBON FROM THE TIN, AND RAN IT ALONG MY FOREHEAD. HEY! I WAS TELLING YOU A STORY
( spacefish bong!, Wed 27 May 2009, 21:26, archived)

Oh sweet mercy
I just snorted hot tea into my sinuses.
( Flapjack I spay a little mare for you, Wed 27 May 2009, 21:27, archived)

would you mind if i used that line in one of my stories?

( spacefish bong!, Wed 27 May 2009, 21:29, archived)