Discussion in 'The Lounge' started by surpip, Sep 9, 2006.
i miss you
Where has that thesarus like wit gone?
Across the Oklahoma plain a red sun sets to a cool breeze.
Thoughts of gentle whispers, rugers, and pattymelts waft through the sweaty man boobs of a lonely heart.
Where are you my beardless warrior he cries...............
where art thou?
That makes Me want to vomit.........................
Oh I think not, Corey! That was full on awsomeness!
Dammit, Now I want to puke!
Oh-Ho! He asks for more.............
Above the bleating of sheep he hears distant gunfire. Could it be his long lost love?
A tide of wild horses flows down the plain, a gun wielding figure roars through the tall grass in pursuit.
i thought it was sweet, and thoughtful
You thinks yourself a penman?
Hold on a minute, I need to get my hip waders on. I have the sneakiest feeling that the BS cup is going to runneth over!
Now I'm really gonna puke.............
He is on Sabbatical
wow, i hardly ever get to use that word
The rusty primer pick-up careens wildly, herding the Mustangs purposefully toward the lone figure. A brief glimpse of red hair through the dust confirms his deepest desire.
His mighty warrior has come at last.
That has got to be plagiarism cause there is no way that Your brain could conger up something like that.
I shoulda been a novelist.
(me stepping back from this thread) This is about to turn into one of those smutty Pulp books that speaks about someone or something being "deflowered" and having "it's silky soft petals, gently caressed, and tugged at lightly, until at the height of her excitment, the petals are pulled off, one at a time".
Dude you need clinical help!
dude your way offff
it was a silver malibu
By the way RJ is back. I was just notified by MSN messy that "RJ, has entered the building".
I'll let RJ handle the "De-flowering"
Cast iron chastity belt...engaged!
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