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Yeah! She's the bloody featured writer so shut your 'potty mouth' rfreed.

Aha! You dastardly coward...do you HAVE any balls...you 'skirted' around my question as to the sex of the Smurf you 'DID' -- I am assuming you mean 'had sexual intercourse with'. Dangling participle allowed there as it fits in with the story.

But that 'bolded' phrase would be TOO nice for you.

It wasn't ME you 'did' by the way....I only 'do' blue people.

LG

I think Freed's the one with the dangling participles. Maybe that's dangling particles. At any rate.

poopie particles precariouly parading part and parcel from a particularly pernicious person pouring poisonous prostglandins in a personally poisonous perimeter

Charpa (warning Charp Edges)

Yes! A willie wanking watery withered wiener with warty wotzits which willie wanking watery withered wieners with warty wotzits weally deserve.

Lady G.

Oops! One of my frogs which I'd tied to my personal flailing stick, just fell off.

Now i don't care who you are, LG, that's funny!

Rarrr! Hisssss!
Rarrrr! Hisss!
The cats have their claws out now!

You have learned well, Luke and Lea!
Welcome to the dark side of the Force!
Use your anger!
Feel it writhe within you!
Together we will rule the universe!

I now turn my students over to you, Master Skoob.
They have passed all their tests and are ready.
I have taken them as far as I can.
Use them as you will.
May the Dark Side of the Force be with you!

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Quote: rfreed

I now turn my students over to you, Master Skoob.
They have passed all their tests and are ready.
I have taken them as far as I can.
Use them as you will.
May the Dark Side of the Force be with you!

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Thanks heaps you pea pickin' poppycock poseur porcupinedly preposterous perp.

Shit! I lost my great reply. I will try and remember what I typed.

Charpa - I do believe we have the potty-mouthed willie wanking wart cornered. The coward is reaching out for reinforcement in the shape of Skoob (I think it is Skoob he reached out to).

Anyway, let battle commence.

Now, knowing this site...I will probably send this and find that the post I accidentally lost, will miraculously reappear.

Oh crap! There goes another frigging frog.

Lady G.

Edit: the bit in brackets is coz I did not want to go and check in case I lost this reply too.

Flamers.

Cute video prank...but you weren't the least bit offensive. Shame on you - you party pooper, pantie pooper and pooper pooper. Do farts have lumps (insert question mark - at the end of my sentence I mean - get your mind out of the gutter!)

His willy - the man on the video - wasn't really afire - I get that bit..and there were a few boobs on show. Boot..... that's considered pretty lame on this thread - or so I have been led to believe by some of the potty-mouthed posters here.

Hey! How come no men tried to put out the 'flaming crotch belonging to the guy on the video (question mark here). That would have been so much bloody funnier.

Shit, there goes another freaking frog. I'll have to go out frog-hunting tomorrow. It's not the same flailing myself with a flailing stick which is 3 frogs short of a good flail.

Lady G.

The next time I have an interest in doing a blue skinned woman, I'll go after a NA'VI!
Even though they are eight feet tall, they are still easier to deal with!

Balmy blue-bodied bigoted badgering bunch of blasphemy!

Ah but chances are, you aren't their type.

Free, I didn't have you pegged as a quitter.

Bring it on. Charpa told me you are a man to be reckoned with. Don't chicken out now.

Fully-loaded flailing stick. All frogs in place. Ready to flail. I'll let you use it Freed, if you come back here.

Lady G.

Poop!

To any Gentlemen reading this thread:
Look ye now herein and see for yourselves the true black heart of womankind. Here within these pages they have exposed the true nature of their kind. Pretending normally to be meek and obedient, here you see them for their true selves- man hating, gonad cutting, authority undermining, patriarchal upsetting, male humiliating and just plain cussed. They'll coo and seduce a man and wait until he shows a weakness and then tear him apart like a vulture after half dead prey. They only use men for material gain and to help them produce the rancid offspring their nature so longingly desires. They will manipulate, flatter and cajole him to get their wanton ways, and then once they have their brats or their luxuries will cast him off, ridiculing and harassing him to utter humiliation in the ways that only a woman can know.
Oh, the hellish burden of being a man in this world!
To have to be the one to fight and work and strive in our societies and then bring our hard earned booty home to thankless wenches and the little monstrosities they have borne us. We men are meant to be free, wandering the savanna in search of game and adventure, not straining only our eyeball muscles alone in plastic cubicle on the 33rd floor of a soulless office building. Man, without his female counterpart would by nature be generous, giving, supportive of his colleagues, angelic, saintly, actually godlike. Throw a woman into the soup of human civilization, though, and he becomes a snarling, lustful, sex craving animal, all for the silly sensuality of the flesh that the female instills in us through her wiles.
Ahh, the dishonor brought upon us by woman. No wonder the Bedouins make them wear burkas! It saves them their sanity!
To be a man is to suffer in this world. See what the transgression of Eve has brought upon us!!

Witchy, wikan wombed, wombat like, wormy, wretched, whacked out, wart hog fragranced, waspish WOMEN!!!!!!

Whine, whine, and whine somemore. This woman (me) is nothing like the brazen hussies you describe in your very, very, very, very, long rant.

You didn't even insert ONE paragraph so you must be really, really annoyed. Bloody good. That was the plan.

My (our) offspring are gorgeous and have been well trained to stay away from snivelling, poopy, smelling, crotch scratching, arse scratching,tiny penised men. (If the cap fits wear it!) My offspring know how to deal with the likes of you. I sent them to special classes from age l2. They can spot a jerk a mile off and smell a fart from 100 yards. They have psychic powers (another training session) and can read DIRTY minds.

Any loathsome, sicko attempting to 'get into their pants' as I believe you so delicately put it...will feel a sharp pain in his gonads if he gets within kicking distance of one of them.

Beware meeting the pair of them at the same time. They love to 'attack' together. There's many a 'so called' man ended up in the Emergency Room for just so much as looking at my two gorgeous daughters. When 'visiting time' comes round, these sex-crazed sorry excuses for men then have ME to deal with.

So stop your snivelling and go take a shower. I can smell you from here.

Lady G.

.....anybody here have a PhD?

Bunch of dysleptic dildos diddling dementedly...but determined...though!

You're a real help there, Morse!

As a said before: Gentlemen, read what is herein and judge for yourselves!

There's your answer freed, you asked for gentlemen to read it - I thought you'd have figured it out by now there are no gentlemen on this site Only 'Ladies' and guttersnipes

Lady G.

Wait a minute.... you said you have TWO daughters?
Please refresh my memory- what were their names and telephone numbers again?

And Morse- doesn't PhD stand for Phuck head Diploma?
Do you have one?

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Quote: rfreed

You're a real help there, Morse!

As a said before: Gentlemen, read what is herein and judge for yourselves!

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...always willing to lend a hand to the helpless...
What are spoofers for?

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Quote: rfreed

Wait a minute.... you said you have TWO daughters?
Please refresh my memory- what were their names and telephone numbers again?

And Morse- doesn't PhD stand for Phuck head Diploma?
Do you have one?

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...two actually...they!re conjoined...had a double major...

Now I can come & go simultaneously!

temporarily number 10 on the chart but number 1 in your heart!

Freed, yes 2 daughters....with a boyfriend each. Each of the lads could beat you into a cocked hat so-don't even think about it.....

Well, I got a touch of 'postus interuptus' there. Half way through my post and Mr.G. called me to get down to the licence office where he was waiting with my passport to get my temporary driver's licence.

What the hell am I telling you for anyway. None on your bleeding business so don't even bother to read it. Nosy bloody sods. Sheesh!

If you DO read it, this being adressed to Morse and rfreed, your willies will fall off. I've just put a curse on them.

Hey...Morse...I've just noticed that if you remove the vowels from your name you'll be a Mrs

Lady G.

Wait a minute again LG!
When you wrote "(our) daughters are gorgeous" with 'our' in parentheses you didn't mean.....Oh my God!!!!!

rfreed, calm down. When I put 'our' in 'parenthesis' it was just because I first typed 'my'. Then I realised Mr. G. had a claim to them too, having deposited his sperm to make the babies. Are you following this? Has someone told you about the way babies are made?

So there you go! I hope that explains the parentage of MY two girls.

Are you so desperate to prove you are a 'man' that you have to claim that you have deposited your sperm in other places than your towel or curtains?

Well this IS the thread where I am allowed to be disgusting isn't it.

Hey! That reminds me...we let a brother-in-law dog-sit for us when we were in Sweden and when we came back there were these strange white stains all over our green velvet curtains and when I took them to be cleaned....they couldn't clean the stains. Now.....I have my suspicions as to what the white stains were...but that was in England in the late '70's and I didn't think to bring the curtains with me to Canada when I came here to live.

Looking back...I wish I had cut a piece from the curtains to send to Forensics for analysis. Then I would have discovered the TRUTH.

You just don't think of those kind of things when you are in the 'moment' do you.

Hindsight being 20/20 Crap! I am now going off to flail myself with the big stick I have made, with the many frogs attached.

Lady G.