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Hehe. You saw it too chicky. Mr Flash Gordon + 40kgs and 20 years. *strut strut strut* Oh he and his loafers have better things to do. Hey. ho. Strut strut for what though?? They're so boring!! The most exciting one is the woman with the stamp on her head. Im sure she may think its cool, but really...

Magnet Man paraded another of his recent catches - Shiny-Sparkle-Fatroll-Lady. After she passed out, he ditched her and wandered to his perch at the end of the bar once more. Two seconds later, Blue-Blonde-Married-Chick approached and Magnet Man attatched himself to his latest fridge. Little Chub da...

Well the boredom splat via the Foo Fighters but the boringest FF of all, oh some Fear Factory instead? HAHAHA not fucking likely. Fucking mullet snob boy. Grrr, Ahhhh. Pfftt! It's a dangerous night to be holding a pen, vicious words of spit may issue! HAHA....so vicious, but see her turn, how will s...

In the safety of her imagination, Lilith slipped into the bright silken atmospher to look down apon her darkened self that lay in reality. "You slipped into the sacred sea, you took my pearl" she cried mournfully. "All that I've left is this empty shell"

deep inside the chest cavity the darkness spread and choked. Lilith huddle into herself. "I won't go getting tired of you!" she muttered. Is this just desire or the truth?

Alas, even though orange shorts for lunch with my family WOULD be lovely, my family have deserted me for green shorts which are apparently more HEALTHY, and APPARENTLY cannot be found round here where tights are fashionable and mocassins can roam without being shunned. It's a lonely day where the sk...

A new moon on it's cycle and I've yet to have you scratch my wax-tubes Bb. Im surrounded by mooses and men dressed in bright yellow shorts - me thinks bin-raping at the 80's-store in Canada has occured! How foul doth the wind blow in the nellie regions Bb??

"Nothing in there? Good, good, that's your mooses" says the scottish fella.

Yes yes, the lemony goodness will always overcome all situations sordid. Sleep soundly Bb, but just be careful of your tongue when you talk in your dreams, it might make you trip over your teeth. I'm gonna empty my gwaffer of it's Soco-Lemony-Drink-of-Goodness and climb into my pj's through the arse...

A bib might not cut it my faithful friend of the past decade. You might need a few boxes of Goober-wipes, and then a few lemonscented KFC towelettes to sweeten the putred stench of vegetable dregs that dribble from the creases of your vegetable munching arse cheeks.

:shock: Ive known you a long time Bb, and Im used to your eloquent phrasing, but that one made me gag in my drink. Personally cucumbers are harder, bigger and can take more grunt than a half-cocked pickle. You should seek out a more respectable vegetable mechant. Your's is only excited by the expand...

Well dagnammit, that almost broker my perculatorary cycle, but I think that you can stop the seepage of fodder juices with an appropriately possitioned cork.

You may be able to root a beet also. It'd be messy and you'd be stained purple for at least a week, but you can count it towards your vegetable quoter for the day

Is that a yes? You've fucked with my nuggets before, but this seems to be taking form of cake crumbs to me. Now stop sucking the ingrown hair on you leg and answer me you dick-dirt

choking-chuckle-snort Bb, I have no brain!! Does it come as any surprise??