the way i see it - fuck off and dieOriginally Posted by manker
Maybe if I'd have said it, it would have been.my put down of the green fontage was more cutting
Doesn't mean much coming from you.
we want your oil!
the way i see it - fuck off and dieMaybe if I'd have said it, it would have been.my put down of the green fontage was more cutting
Doesn't mean much coming from you.
effendi
That's not as good.the way i see it - fuck off and die
I like it a bit tho'
I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. -
--Good for them if they survive.
Four Star Cynic
Erm, The Blue GirlJust out of interest how many people called Doris do you know
It's hot in Topeka.
effendi
None earl.Erm, The Blue Girl
But there are so many people who use it as an interweb alias. I know maybe fourteen of them.
I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. -
--Good for them if they survive.
spmado
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doris bo looks around
As long as I've got a face
You've got a place to sit
effendi
You'll notice that Bo used the :shifty: smiley while posting under his new 'doris bo' identity.
That's because all people who use the name 'Doris' as part of an interweb alias are pervy letches.
True story.
I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. -
--Good for them if they survive.
Four Star Cynic
[Robert0000]I'd like to get into your underwear[/Robert000000000000]
It's hot in Topeka.
Poster
A canadian gurl sent me this.POEM # 1
I like your style
I like your class
but most of all i like your ass
POEM # 2
Im a cool girl, in a cool town
it takes a real mother fucker to put me down
POEM # 3
Kissing is a habit
Fucking is a game
Guys get all the pleasure
Girls get all the pain
The guy says i love you
You believe its true
But when your tummy starts to swell,
He says 'to hell with you'
10 minutes of pleasure
9 months in pain
3 days in hospital
A baby without a name
The baby is a bastard
The mother is a whore
This never wouldn't have happened
If the rubber wouldn't have torn
POEM # 4
Guys are like roses,
Watch out for the pricks.
POEM # 5
Smoke a smoke
Not a butt
Fuck a virgin
Not a slut.
POEM # 6
Sex is bad
Sex is a
sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in.
POEM # 7
Holy mother, full of grace
Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face
Bless his hair that tends to curl
Keep him safe from all the girls
Bless his arms that are so strong
Keep his hands where they belong
Bless his dick, the one i sucked
Bless the bed, in which we fucked
And if my Mom happened to walk in
Bless the shit I'd be in.
POEM # 8
Sex is when a guys communication
enters a girls information
to increase the population
for a younger generation
do you get the information...
or do you need a demonstration
POEM # 9
Men are like public toilets
They are either engaged or full of shit!
POEM # 10
If guys had they periods
They would compare the size of their tampons!
POEM # 11
Mental anxiety,
Mental
breakdowns,
Menstrual cramps,
Menopause...
Did you ever notice how all our problems begin with MEN!
POEM # 12
Roses are red,
Violets are corny,
When I think of you
Ohh baby I get horny,
Eat me,
Beat me,
Bite me,
Blow me,
Suck me,
Fuck me,
Very slowly,
if you kiss me,
dont be sassy,
Use your tongue and make it nasty!!!!
Poem #13
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue...
I'm In Love But Not With You...
When We Broke Up You Thought I Cried
But All It Was...
Was Another Guy,
You Told Your Friends That I Was A Trick,
I Told Mine That You Had A Weak Dick...
I Said I Loved You
And You Thought It Was True,
But Guess What Baby?!
You Got Played Too!!
Poem #14
Guys are like parking spots...
the good ones are always taken...
and the ones that are
available,
are either handicapped or too far away!! *Darny*
Send this to...
0 - You will lose the person that your with.
1-5 -someone u like will ask u out
6-10 - u and ur crush will get closer
11 or more - u and your crush will be together 4 a long time
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I've got nothing to lose I'm not sending it on
Of course, posting this prolly counts as sending it as lots of people will read it
My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian woman named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
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Just out of interest how many people called Doris do you know 
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