cinderella_undercover wrote:
Please tell me I didn't somehow sign up for some sort of, "retard cult"?
If there is a retard cult, sign me the fuck up. I will bow down to my retard strong masters, and honor their wisdom. We shall rejoice in their glory with high-pitched and inappropriate squealing. We shall gather in their house and wear ceremonial head protection.
cinderella_undercover wrote:I'm wearing my "toaster strudel" wrist bands.
Why on your wrist?
I would understand placing a toaster strudel in your asscrack and letting the filling lube your thighs as you walk. I would understand inhaling the sauce packet into your lungs so your snot tastes better when coughed back up. But why the wrist?
cinderella_undercover wrote:I'm wearing my "toaster strudel" wrist bands.
Why on your wrist?
I would understand placing a toaster strudel in your asscrack and letting the filling lube your thighs as you walk. I would understand inhaling the sauce packet into your lungs so your snot tastes better when coughed back up. But why the wrist?
It was a "Wonder Woman" reference....wristbands.
But I do find that some folks enjoy the feeling of the "warm flakey" whilst being fisted.
(I'm not naming names)
War Wagon wrote:There is a God and my tomato garden is proof of that.
cinderella_undercover wrote:But I do find that some folks enjoy the feeling of the "warm flakey" whilst being fisted.
You talk weird. As I removed the giblets from my frozen turkey I kept sticking my hand up their further and further. I drew face on the front to look at as I started pumping my fist in there. I drew an open mouth and started kissing Mrs. Turkey Face as I put the frozen turkey neck into my bottom.
The yeasty residue between my thighs smells kinda like when you open up a can of biscuits.
cinderella_undercover wrote:
Please tell me I didn't somehow sign up for some sort of, "retard cult"?
If there is a retard cult, sign me the fuck up. I will bow down to my retard strong masters, and honor their wisdom. We shall rejoice in their glory with high-pitched and inappropriate squealing. We shall gather in their house and wear ceremonial head protection.
Will there be any tubing?
Ingse Bodil wrote:rich jews aren't the same as real jews, though, right?
cinderella_undercover wrote:But I do find that some folks enjoy the feeling of the "warm flakey" whilst being fisted.
You talk weird. As I removed the giblets from my frozen turkey I kept sticking my hand up their further and further. I drew face on the front to look at as I started pumping my fist in there. I drew an open mouth and started kissing Mrs. Turkey Face as I put the frozen turkey neck into my bottom.
The yeasty residue between my thighs smells kinda like when you open up a can of biscuits.
You can spray me with that hose all day long, I'm not putting the lotion on!
Now get me a telephone! Lower it down to me.......do it now, mister! I don't want to have to hurt this little dog.
War Wagon wrote:There is a God and my tomato garden is proof of that.
cinderella_undercover wrote:
Please tell me I didn't somehow sign up for some sort of, "retard cult"?
If there is a retard cult, sign me the fuck up. I will bow down to my retard strong masters, and honor their wisdom. We shall rejoice in their glory with high-pitched and inappropriate squealing. We shall gather in their house and wear ceremonial head protection.
MgoBlue-LightSpecial wrote:Will this tell me if T1B has a pulse?
Well, the good news is that the stocastics show you that everything has been oversold in the S&P. The bad news is, the candlesticks show a downward trend to continue.
If you've even so much as read financial advice from a guy who couldn't quite hack it through that 5th grade education where they covered the use of contractions...