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by Nightkill the Emperor » Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:34 pm
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

by The Nuclear Fist » Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:37 pm
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses. . .Farnhamia wrote:You're getting a little too fond of the jerkoff motions.

by Eliasonia » Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:45 pm
The Nuclear Fist wrote:*pours everyone a glass of vodka*
Is my own special kind. 195 proof!
Maineiacs wrote:There once was a man from Belfast
Whose balls were constructed of brass.
In stormy weather
They'd clang together
And lightening shot out of his ass. :D

by The Nuclear Fist » Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:46 pm
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses. . .Farnhamia wrote:You're getting a little too fond of the jerkoff motions.

by The Nuclear Fist » Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:50 pm
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses. . .Farnhamia wrote:You're getting a little too fond of the jerkoff motions.

by The Nuclear Fist » Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:52 pm
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses. . .Farnhamia wrote:You're getting a little too fond of the jerkoff motions.

by Eliasonia » Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:55 pm
Maineiacs wrote:There once was a man from Belfast
Whose balls were constructed of brass.
In stormy weather
They'd clang together
And lightening shot out of his ass. :D

by Voltronica » Thu Oct 14, 2010 5:38 pm


by Hathradic States » Thu Oct 14, 2010 5:39 pm

by The Nuclear Fist » Thu Oct 14, 2010 5:43 pm
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses. . .Farnhamia wrote:You're getting a little too fond of the jerkoff motions.

by Hathradic States » Thu Oct 14, 2010 5:50 pm

by Eliasonia » Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:03 pm
Maineiacs wrote:There once was a man from Belfast
Whose balls were constructed of brass.
In stormy weather
They'd clang together
And lightening shot out of his ass. :D

by Unicario » Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:03 pm
Eliasonia wrote:*walks into the woods surrounding the castle*
*lights cigarette and sits under tree*

by Eliasonia » Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:05 pm
Maineiacs wrote:There once was a man from Belfast
Whose balls were constructed of brass.
In stormy weather
They'd clang together
And lightening shot out of his ass. :D

by Nightkill the Emperor » Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:08 pm
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

by Unicario » Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:09 pm
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Cause my clones are too strong.

by Eliasonia » Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:10 pm
Maineiacs wrote:There once was a man from Belfast
Whose balls were constructed of brass.
In stormy weather
They'd clang together
And lightening shot out of his ass. :D

by Voltronica » Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:15 pm

by Eliasonia » Thu Oct 14, 2010 7:19 pm
Maineiacs wrote:There once was a man from Belfast
Whose balls were constructed of brass.
In stormy weather
They'd clang together
And lightening shot out of his ass. :D

by The Nuclear Fist » Thu Oct 14, 2010 7:20 pm
Eliasonia wrote:*finishes and returns to castle*
Hmmmm, What to do...
*loads and holsters m1911*
*grabs m249 and begins to patrol the castle perimeter *
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses. . .Farnhamia wrote:You're getting a little too fond of the jerkoff motions.
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