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6/8/19 @ 1:41pm
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We are fully sensitive to the issues of animal rights and feel that this is thinly veiled abuse against some of Nature's innocents. There will be no more videos of snarling cats and cat villains!
We promise only baskets of warm kittens basking in sunshine from here on out.
We don't know where these writers got their troubling anti-social views. We can only suspect that they come from the shady part of town. By which we mean nothing against trees of course. But rather the absence of light due to blockage by strictly man made objects, mostly those hewn from stone as opposed to fine living wood. We fully support the triumph of the Ents over Saruman by the way.
The new team should carry on the values and mores of our proud organization.
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6/13/19 @ 10:15am
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You have to prove you've got character. That you've suffered a little hard work. That fate has molded the clay a little. That your knees are rough from contact with the slate.
Get ye gone powderpuff. Too many heros have lost focus in foolishness. Love should shake all of Creation in intense passion flame. Not make poodles lick their lips and wet the floor.
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6/13/19 @ 10:26am
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You have to prove you've got character. That you've suffered a little hard work. That fate has molded the clay a little. That your knees are rough from contact with the slate.
Get ye gone powderpuff. Too many heros have lost focus in foolishness. Love should shake all of Creation in intense passion flame. Not make poodles lick their lips and wet the floor.
And don't give me lemons and say I should make lemonade! I hate effing lemons! How DARE you give me lemons! I am coming for you with those lemons! We'll see how you like it when I give those lemons back.... with INTEREST!!!!
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6/13/19 @ 10:29am
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And don't give me lemons and say I should make lemonade! I hate effing lemons! How DARE you give me lemons! I am coming for you with those lemons! We'll see how you like it when I give those lemons back.... with INTEREST!!!!
I just can't stop thinking about those lemons. You gave ME lemons. After all I have done for you. Damn you and your lemons!
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6/14/19 @ 3:03pm
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OK. So sue me for finding a way.
But you gotta be buck naked from head to toe.
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6/21/19 @ 4:45pm
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Custer gave the Sioux lemons... right before the Little BigHorn. You know, the last time he ever needed a haircut.
I am gonna sit here with those lemons and think... think really long and deeply.
At least you arranged them well. I know because of that class I took from Guy.
You can see I am trying to find the good in it. Trying to give you every break I can. But... lemons!!!!!
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6/22/19 @ 12:38pm
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Sebastian: ROOOOOOWWWRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!! FSSSSSST FSSSST!!!!!!!
Manuel: Would sweetie boobums like some nice yellow lemon derived dye for woojum' s nice ski jacket?
Julie: ROWRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! FSSST FSST!!!!!! *slash* Quote
7/2/19 @ 8:52am
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Karl: Do the Botchi dance!
Yoki: Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!! Botchi botchi botchi!
Fwoop: Yiiiiiing ton! Keeble aye yo! Keeble aye yay!
Nina: *eye roll* oh so original.
Muppet 1: Maaaa naaaa naaaa nah!
Moe: Needle nee neep! mahhhhhp!
RNG: 1092834 4814 48184091
Pepe: Ah knaw yoor pattairn sah varay wahl. Yoo ahr eena mah zahts!
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7/4/19 @ 5:10pm
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This is a thing for which many strategies are known to exist... including
1. The ol' switcheroo: jump outta the current disaster into another wild and crazy affair. Don't even bother to reflect on things. Don't grab a parachute as you lurch confidently into the void.
2. Fix the Love Vulture with a defiant stare and cut your broken heart out and eat it in front of him. Laugh as his talons make a last attempt to pry open your fingers and get that red goodness before flying off in abject defeat.
3. Join the French Foreign Legion and march the memory of that relationship out... until it vanishes just like that thirst induced mirage does when your column reaches it.
4. Put on glacier glasses, retreat to your sanctuary, and transend this plane. Disappear into the ether and shoot around astrally in the space between planes. There is nothing like the Universe to force a sense of perspective upon your bodily existence.
5. Buy a cute new pet and delight in making your friends worry by how much you pamper him. Give him lots of cute nicknames and a sweater. Put his picture up everywhere in your home and on your desk at work. Put your best dinner service on the floor and leave some bones on it so that guests will think you have been eating with him on the floor.
6. Go into politics with a vengeance. Try to become the ruler of the district that includes your ex. When you do you may now look down upon him as the peasant that he is and vow only to associate with members of your new power clique.
7. Adopt a radical new philosophy. Go around telling everyone just how lucky you are to have discovered this new way before getting tied down to a loser philosophy by your ex.
8. Capture your ex and separate mind from body. Keep the part that pleases you most. But don't forget to have already selected another creature as a donor for the discard.
Yes. Yeeessssssssssssss. I hope I have helped to make matters more... clear. Bwaaaaaaa haaaaa haaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
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8/9/19 @ 3:41am
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Arrayed against a legion. Crouching low as I leaped from node to node.
Yeah... you'd figure there'd be eight. You'd be wrong.
Many a man has died in the octagon. You can't abide there long. Nope. It ain't your heptadecalatalon. It is... crucially... just the octagon.
But I made it through. Got my scars. You'd figure there'd be eight. You'd be wrong.
Stay away from the octagon. It is not for any soul. It takes and it takes and it takes.
You'd figure it would be eight... you'd be wrong.
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8/11/19 @ 8:14pm
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I am so close! So very close!
Fwap! One cock fwap resonance.
Fwap fwap! Two cock fwap resonii!
Fwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap OMG pull the plug the apparatus is jammed!
joooooo joooo jooosh jooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooosh… …. … ping
Fwap! One cock resonance completed!
Fwap! Fwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Sonofa! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapp Fwap! Frappppppppittttttty fwap fwap fwap!!
Eureka! We have broken the barrier at last!
Sustained cock fwap resonii in laboratory conditions!
Today the laboratory!!!! Tomorrow...………. … .. the World!!!
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8/13/19 @ 10:44am
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All those cock resonance experiments had pumped far too much energy in than normal.
The result... a malevolent intelligence spawned from nothing.
Bent on world domination. Possessing no redeeming qualities...
Yes...
Not yet detached. Not yet free to strike the innocent anywhere.
But scheming. Making those plans with clear, unwavering slit eye.
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8/13/19 @ 11:48pm
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You may think it is nothing to have such a beast attached to your midriff... you'd be wrong. Wronger than if you'd taken 8 coverlets into the octagon with you.
Wringer. Wronger. Time to ponder. But far from here I'll not wander. Even yonder.
Yeah, happens when your cock is a psycho. Get kinda air headed because he siphons away all the bl00d. Get's swollen. Dares you to knock batteries off his shoulder. Then laughs when you can't find his shoulders.
*struuuuuuuuuuuuuuum* Ohhhhhhh pyscho cock psyche psyche psyche pycho cock. You ain't no Tyco Brahe. You got the whole dang wasabi.
*sruuuuuuuuuuutrummmmmmussssssstrumi* Oh my dear dear pyscho cock. So many pregnant interludes. Just me and you.
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8/14/19 @ 9:00am
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The mere thought of you changes all my plans. Taking me into wild imaginings and making my dreams grow so vivid and take flight.
So then a gallery of you... when I am at my most hungry... wreaks utter havoc!
Yes, my despotic, swollen cock may yet take character of spring steel though melting in his grim resolve... making your ass the savior of humanity!
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8/18/19 @ 7:03pm
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It's not just that you are lazy... wallowing in your crapulence. No, I could abide laziness cloaking thoughtful planning.
It is your complete ditziness. You use your laziness to kick back and do absolutely nothing. Maybe putting on some awful music and sucking on some horrid drug stick.
It is almost as if I am confined to live on Gilligan's island and eat your fucking coconut pies, and listen to your Hamlet dear your troubles are clear droning nonsense.
I... I am a creature of the Enlightenment! I wear the robes that Socrates once wore! I... I am the logical progression in the intellectual line.
You? pffft. Intellectual skid mark. A non-entity. Ignorance under glass. A coup d'nada.
It wearies me to even think of you. I have to descend from great heights where only the music of the spheres may be heard and then have to hear you and your weird toned psycho babble.
It is as if I am f0rced to teach the 3rd grade. Not having the charm and innocence of the younger students. Nor the maturity of the older. F0rced to watch you and grade you and deal with your pathetic excuses. To take a red pen to you. Swabbing you all over in corrective ink knowing that it can never take.
No... Your pestilence is over. Your reign is at an end. I am done. Forever retired. No more to listen as you yammer. No more to nod my head as you ramble. Done. Free! Free at fucking last!
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