*stuffs a trident missile up your jap*

( TFD is sporting this season's finest necropants, Sat 30 May 2009, 4:06, archived)

*stuffs a speculum for whales up your clunge butter factory*

( custard, Sat 30 May 2009, 4:11, archived)

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( TFD is sporting this season's finest necropants, Sat 30 May 2009, 4:15, archived)

oh dear
does that mean I've just been squished to death?

"hoisted by your own petard" just doesn't cover the irony of that one...
( custard, Sat 30 May 2009, 4:20, archived)

*swishes you*

( TFD is sporting this season's finest necropants, Sat 30 May 2009, 4:21, archived)

*is swished*
dunno what that means, but it sounds intimate in a platonic way and thus is right up my street.

(one consequence of my condition, and having had it for so long [nearly 20 years], is genophobia; intimacy [kissing; hugging is much more appealing than playing hide the sausage).
( custard, Sat 30 May 2009, 4:31, archived)