Nothin like what I wrote on your mommy's face last night.

Here. Go Play.

Funny, mom told me another story where she had to borrow an electron microscope to find your mr. happy.

Samples have to be in a vacuum for them to be viewed under an electron microscope.

So unless he now has no penis, I highly doubt the accuracy of that statement.

And look! What have we here? sycamore, my people, is who you must blame for the devestation to come (puts on headphones and waits for the really dirty fighters to come in). Let's just all simmer down for a minute, let the master collect his thoughts.

Ahh. There......oOps i must make toilet. more thought collecting.

You'll be in there for the next century. Yuor not the brightest star in the Mikly Way.

Would it be natural if he had a penis and then lost it to a vacuum?

K back. No, she didn't keep it to look at under a microscope, she took it to make a cast of it so when I'm gone she can use it to pry your head out of your ass. She looked into cutting a hole in your belly so you could see out, but that cost too many food stamps.

Guess what I got, instead :D:D:D:D:D:D


WHALE PENIS WHALE PENIS WHALE PENIS

So, you've got three whale Penii, stuck in a vacuum at Telefunken's grafitti'd surgeon/mother's place,about to be cast into a cranial pry bar.
And why were you in the toilet for 30 minutes.
I had a whale of a time at kindergarten.

Hmmm... You claim to be a master. But all I see is one that is a baitor. Thus yuo must be the Master Baitor from hell?

Hey, what can I say? Nobody knows me like me. Bet I can get some in your hair from here. Close your windows.

Shit, I can't. It's still at his mom's. I swear if she's put it on ebay...


Telefunken, as fast as you get these posts in here, there's one thing I gotta know. Who is reading them to you in the first place, and why aren't you in bed dreaming of one day getting laid by your first cousin.

And you dress funny, and you don't love the Lord.

I'm out for tonight boys. Took the ambien, must visit dreamland. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
:zzz:

Thank you for the insult thread, Jim, and the heads up, syc. It made my night.

You both eat each other's anuses, and that's probably when syc told you my idea. THREAD PIRATES!!!

jk
night

dude.

how many dents are in the ceiling above your computer desk? Didjer mamma hide the riddilin on you again? try coffee. really, really strong coffee. the caffeine can stimulate seratonin production thus mirroring the effect........this is all going right over your head, i can tell.......tell you what:



eeeeer! :joint:

Ambien + conversation = :gray:

sorry bout that.

Anyway, you guys give up too easy. Here's my coup de grace. Feel my wrath.

Damn, man. That wasn't even "Dude Where's My Car" funny. That was...that was....just...disturbed. Maybe you better lay off the Ambien. It's doing nasty things to you. ;)

Stop singing like a witless Eunuch while rubbing Rogaine on your swollen manboobs in the hope of growing some chest hair and come away from that window you are wiggling your ass out thinking some passing stranger will grope it for the first sexual experience of your worthless life, and get over here so I can force-feed you a generous helping of Shut The Fuck Up.


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