Ayame: Yeah…I cleaned my room yesterday.
davepoobond: heh
Ayame: All except my closet…
Ayame: >.>
Ayame: That’s no mans land.
davepoobond: i can only imagine
Ayame: Lol
#10276: davepoobond -> Eji
davepoobond: boo
Eji: hey
davepoobond: bs
davepoobond: HAHA get it
davepoobond: ya…
davepoobond: hi
#10275: davepoobond -> Evil Hell Cow
davepoobond: 😉
Evil Hell Cow: Ha!
Evil Hell Cow: your evil Smiley of death is useless to me!
Evil Hell Cow: As I have my anti Smiley shield up!
Evil Hell Cow: Your attack is futile!
davepoobond: oh noooooooooooo
davepoobond: 🙁
Evil Hell Cow: :-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-(:-( Fear the frownies!
davepoobond: 😛
I Feel Dumb Right Now
more and more i think about it, i get more and more suspicious…
some older African-American guy came by at around 4:30 today saying he was with the “department of homeland security.” So i open the door, and he lets me look at his badge, but for the life of me i can’t remember or even read anything on his badge cause it just happened to be in a very low light, and for some reason i really couldn’t even see it…but as far as i could really tell it looked legit. he also let me look at it for a while before he said anything. it was in a folding wallet, but it seemed like two pieces of paper, not really a metal badge or anything like that. his picture wasn’t on the “badge” either.
he said he was doing a “background check” on a neighbor that is just moving in and he was asking neighbors about her.
i had noticed someone moving in earlier in the day, so i assumed he wasn’t making that part up, at least.
he asked me if i knew her or anything, and i said no, i had just seen her moving in…
so at that point, he was just all like “well okay, if i could just have your name”
so i gave him my name…and he had me spell it out, so i did. and he wrote down my apartment number. he had like a big folder thing where he had scratched down what seemed like other apartment numbers, but i couldn’t really see what he wrote down. he asked me if i could give my phone number, but said i didn’t have to give it to him if i didn’t want to, so i didn’t give it to him.
i didn’t really ask anything about why he was doing the background check, and it didn’t really occur to me that the “Department of Homeland Security” doesn’t really exist to do stuff like that, as far as i know. they are just an administrative body in DC, aren’t they?
ugh…i feel dumb.
#10273: davepoobond -> stimpyismyname
davepoobond: can you talk into ur mic and it types in word or something
stimpyismyname: if you get the software
davepoobond: bleh
stimpyismyname: its not very useful
stimpyismyname: you can already type
stimpyismyname: and you sound like an idiot
stimpyismyname: talkin to your computer
stimpyismyname: everyone KNOWS what you type
stimpyismyname: its EVIL
stimpyismyname: g2g
stimpyismyname: by
#10272: MyLeftTesticle -> davepoobond
MyLeftTesticle: Hey, do you know of any famous murder criminal freaks? I need a list of about ten or so…
davepoobond: jack the ripper
davepoobond: something the mauler
davepoobond: black widow
davepoobond: dracula
davepoobond: charles manson
MyLeftTesticle: Fuck you.
davepoobond: lol
davepoobond: what
MyLeftTesticle: Dracula’s not a criminal murder guy.
davepoobond: well the others are
MyLeftTesticle: I know.
davepoobond: frankenstein
MyLeftTesticle: Okay.
davepoobond: he killed his father
davepoobond: y’know
MyLeftTesticle: Yes, that’s sad.
davepoobond: hellz ya. can you imagine killing your father with your brute strength?
davepoobond: i mean he musta felt a lot of love for him to hug him to death
MyLeftTesticle: No, I’m a midget, I have no strength.
davepoobond: well of course you do
davepoobond: midgets pack more force for the punch
davepoobond: and so does macho man randy savage
MyLeftTesticle: Macho Man should go back to the WWF.
davepoobond: WWE
davepoobond: but yeah he should
MyLeftTesticle: Oh yeah…
davepoobond: he’s too cool
MyLeftTesticle: WWE, that’s so stupid.
MyLeftTesticle: Oooooh YEAH, brother.
davepoobond: did he say “boy”
davepoobond: or did he say both
MyLeftTesticle: I think so….Maybe he said both.
MyLeftTesticle: He used to be rivals with Hogan for a while on WCW. That was awesome.
davepoobond: they were in a legal battle with the wildlife wilderness federation i think. something like that. they just got sick of it and changed their name
davepoobond: yeah
MyLeftTesticle: I thought they changed it to WWE ’cause they owned all the wrestling corporations now.
davepoobond: no
davepoobond: they own ECW too?
MyLeftTesticle: Yes.
davepoobond: heh
MyLeftTesticle: They had ECW before they had WCW.
davepoobond: oh
davepoobond: i didnt even know wcw was gone until like this month
davepoobond: or last month
MyLeftTesticle: Heh.
davepoobond: i wanna get sound clips of macho man
#10271: stimpyismyname -> davepoobond
stimpyismyname: BRB
davepoobond: dont CAREEEEEEEEEEEE but ok
#10270: J-Dogg -> QT-Pie
J-Dogg: Hey
QT-Pie: Hey
J-Dogg: whats goin on
QT-Pie: Nothing. Who are you?
J-Dogg: Jdogg. Wanna cyber?
QT-Pie: what does that mean?
J-Dogg: what are you wearing?
QT-Pie: T-shirt. Jeans.
J-Dogg: Garter belt?
QT-Pie: Ummm…no.
J-Dogg: Are we gonna cyber or not?
QT-Pie: uh, okay.
J-Dogg: Sweet, I start by rubbing your ass all around. You love this.
J-Dogg: You’re wet already. I can smell your pussy stink from here.
QT-Pie: WHAT?!
J-Dogg: I execute standing position 12 from the Kama Sutra. Passion fills the room. Your head is close to the ceiling fan.
J-Dogg: You leave everything to Jdogg.
J-Dogg: I am completely inside of you. You are my dick puppet. I put on a little play.
QT-Pie: This is weird. I should go.
J-Dogg: I drop you on the ground, and lay a stripe down your back.
QT-Pie: A stripe?
J-Dogg: I need a sandwich.
QT-Pie: You’re a freak.
J-Dogg: I was great. You loved it.
#10269: J-Dogg -> Partner8
J-Dogg: I see you in line at the supermarket. Our eyes meet.
Partner8: Who the fuck are you?
J-Dogg: I mouth the words to you, as if in slow motion:
J-Dogg: Fuck me, Fuck me.
J-Dogg: My wishes are like poetry in your eyes. We want this moment to last forever.
Partner8: OMFG are you trying to cyber me?
J-Dogg: We are like two dancers, for whom the music never stops. I Kiss the top of your hand. You are taken aback by the bulge that forms in your thigh.
Partner8: Is that like cancer?
J-Dogg: If cancer is our love, then I hope you don’t have the technology of chemotherapy.
Partner8: Good one romeo.
J-Dogg: You grab the bulge that you feel. you tihink it must be taking over your mind, theres nothing else you can think of. My tubesteak to you is like a beautiful japanese haiku.
The salmon swim at night.
Towards your room.
The snow and the moon.
Partner8: that was never a haiku.
J-Dogg: To your light bulb I am the Thomas Edison of your sex. Withought my light you would be lost in a sea of darkness.
Partner8: That made even less sense than your “haiku”
J-Dogg: So you ready to fuck then?
Partner8: You unbutton my pants, spew your load at the sight of my underwear, and your spent.
J-Dogg: …
Partner8: ?
J-Dogg: I’m spent.
#10268: Partner6 -> J-Dogg
Partner6: So you’re really a 18 yr old girl right?
J-Dogg: Yeah, J for Julie.
Partner6: So whats with the “Dogg”
J-Dogg: Uh, It’s cause I’m into the latina gangs and shit. You know, rollin with tha homies and shit.
Partner6: Oh, uh ok thats cool. So you ever seen a gun?
J-Dogg: Yeah like I got 6 guns.
Partner6: Thats cool, so you wanna see my gun?
J-Dogg: hehe, of course baby.
Partner6: I pull off my pants and show you my “gun”.
J-Dogg: Ohh, it’s so big.
Partner6: Yeah, what you want to do?
J-Dogg: Umm, i guess stroke it or something.
Partner6: It likes that.
J-Dogg: aight.
Partner6: Keep talking to me baby…
J-Dogg: I kiss you on the mouth, hard, but then gently.
Partner6: Mmmm, daddy like.
J-Dogg: I unzip my pants…
Partner6: Yes, show me what you got.
J-Dogg: I pull out my schlong, and rub it on your breasts…
Partner6: WTF?!
J-Dogg: Oh shit, I meant, your schlong! your schlong!
Partner6: I’ve had it with you queers trying to cyber me, I only fuck women…
J-Dogg: Shit just don’t shoot me man, I wasn’t serious about the guns I have, I’m unarmed!
Partner6: You dipshit.
J-Dogg: I whimper to myself…
J-Dogg: please don’t shoot me Mr.
#10267: I.F. -> 1hOttYeVe
I.F.: My shit is hard you ready to jump aboard?
1hOttYeVe: oh yhea im so wet right now
I.F.: Why you just shower?
1hOttYeVe: no im wet for you
I.F.: Did you ever play with supersoakers when you were a kid? or that gator shit you would dive and slide down, there was that badass pool at the end of it.
1hOttYeVe: What the fuck are you talking about? You wanna cyber or not?
I.F.: I do! Sorry…I just didnt know why you were wet…then you say your wet for me, and im thinking I didnt even throw water on you…
I.F.: Im sorry lets continue!
1hOttYeVe: alright then…I walk over to you and start kissing your neck and chest
I.F.: I pop like 16 boners
1hOttYeVe: what the fuck!
I.F.: what?
#10266: I.F. -> SexyKarla17
I.F.: You ready yet? Im bearing to go!
SexyKarla17: Yhea im slipping out of my clothes right now, what do you look like?
I.F.: a Kodiac bear
SexyKarla17: ?
I.F.: Im soft naked, fuzzy and waiting for you to come mount me
SexyKarla17: Oh I love cute fuzzy bears, I walk up and get on top of you stroking your soft hair, kissing you gently as my move my way down your stomach
I.F.: I growl to warm you my cubs are near
SexyKarla17: huh?
I.F.: Bears get fuckin pumped when anyone is near their cubs
SexyKarla17: yhea hehe dont be silly..
SexyKarla17: I love how you growl as I continue to kiss you, while taking off your pants.
I.F.: Bears dont wear pants and you should cover yourself in Honey now
SexyKarla17: hehe you would love to lick that off me huh. I pour honey all over my warm wet body waiting for you to start licking it off me slowly
I.F.: I sniff the air to see where the sweet scent of the honey is coming from, while slowly snorting and walking towards you
I.F.: I Growl again, and start to bite you
SexyKarla17: Yhea that feels good..ooooo…not too hard now
I.F.: I bite harder peeling flesh from your stomach, and look up into your eyes to show you my mouth dripping with your warm blood mixed with honey, I then I let my cubs rip apart your limbs and play with you like a ragdoll.
SexyKarla17: what the fuck?
I.F.: uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh and im spent.
#10265: Wellhung -> Sweetheart
Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I’m toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I’m 6’3″ and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I’m also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner…it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We’re in my bedroom.There’s soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I’m looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I’m gulping, I’m beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I’m pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I’m unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I’m moaning softly.
Wellhung: I’m taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I’m throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I’m rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I’m sorry.
Sweetheart: That’s OK, it wasn’t really too expensive.
Wellhung: I’ll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don’t worry about it.I’m wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I’m fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it’s stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I’m reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I’m picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I’m arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I’m dropping the bra. Now I’m licking your, you know, breasts. They’re neat!
Sweetheart: I’m running my fingers through your hair. Now I’m nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I’m so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I’m wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I’m taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I’m pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I’m screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I’m pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I’m pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you…umm… wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What’s the matter?
Wellhung: I’ve got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I’m choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I’m having a coughing fit. I’m turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I’m running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I’m fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I’m drinking a cup of water. There, that’s better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I’m washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I’m on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I’m drying the cup. Now I’m putting it back in the cabinet. And now I’m walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it’s dark, I’m lost. Where’s the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I’m tuggin’ off your pants. I’m moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don’t you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can’t see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I’m bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I’m fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it’s dark. I’m feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I’m waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I’m done going. I’m feeling around for the flush handle, but I can’t find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What’s the matter now?
Wellhung: I’ve realized that I’ve peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I’m walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I’m going to put my…you know …thing…in your…you know…woman’s thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I’m touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I’m having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I’m moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can’t stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I’m flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I’m limp. I can’t sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I’m standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I’m shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I’m going to get my glasses and see what’s wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I’m getting dressed. I’m putting on my underwear. Now I’m putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I’m squinting, trying to find the night table. I’m feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I’m buttoning my blouse. Now I’m putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I’ve found my glasses. I’m putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I’m pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I’m logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
#10264: sweet17 -> Bloodninja
sweet17: Hi
Bloodninja: hello
Bloodninja: who is this?
sweet17: just a someone?
Bloodninja: A someone I know?
sweet17: nope
Bloodninja: Then why the hell are you bothering me?
sweet17: well sorrrrrry
sweet17: I just wanted to chat with you
Bloodninja: why?
sweet17: nevermind your an jerk
Bloodninja: Hey wait a minute
sweet17: yes?
Bloodninja: look I’m sorry. I’m just a little paranoid
sweet17: paranoid?
Bloodninja: yes
sweet17: of what?
sweet17: me?
Bloodninja: No. I’m in hiding.
sweet17: LOL
Bloodninja: Don’t fucking laugh at me!
Bloodninja: This shit is serious!
sweet17: What are you hiding from?
Bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: gimme a fucking break
Bloodninja: I’m serious.
sweet17: I don’t get it
Bloodninja: The cops are after me.
sweet17: For what?
Bloodninja: I’m wanted in three states
sweet17: For???
Bloodninja: It’s kind of embarrasing.
Bloodninja: I had sex with a turkey.
Bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You are fucking sick.
Bloodninja: Send me your picture.
sweet17: why?
Bloodninja: so I know you aren’t one of them.
sweet17: One of what?
Bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: I’m not a cop i told you
Bloodninja: Then send me your picture.
sweet17: hold on
Bloodninja: Hurry up.
Bloodninja: Are you there?
Bloodninja: Fuck you, cop!
sweet17: Hey sorry
sweet17: I had to do something for my mom.
Bloodninja: I thought you were trying to find a picture to send to me.
Bloodninja: When really you were notifying the authorities.
Bloodninja: Weren’t you!?
sweet17: thats not it
Bloodninja: Then what?
sweet17: I don’t want to send you the picture cause I’m not pretty
Bloodninja: Most cops aren’t
sweet17: IM NOT A FUCKING COP YOU ASSHOLE!
Bloodninja: Then send me the picture.
sweet17: fine. What’s your e-mail?
Bloodninja: Just send it through here.
sweet17: alright *PIC*
sweet17: Did you get it?
Bloodninja: Hold on. I’m looking.
sweet17: That was me back in may
sweet17: I’ve lost weight since then.
Bloodninja: I hope so
sweet17: what?!?
sweet17: that hurt my feelings.
Bloodninja: Did it?
sweet17: Yes. I’m not that much smaller than that now.
Bloodninja: Will it make you feel better if I send you my picture?
sweet17: yes
Bloodninja: Alright let me find it.
sweet17: kks
Bloodninja: Okay here it is. *PIC*
sweet17: this isn’t you.
Bloodninja: I’ll be damned if it ain’t!
sweet17: You don’t look like that.
Bloodninja: How the hell do you know?
sweet17: cause your profile has another picture.
Bloodninja: The profile pic is a fake.
Bloodninja: I use it to hide from the cops.
sweet17: You look like the Farm Fresh guy lol
Bloodninja: Well, you look like you ATE the Farm Fresh guy….
Bloodninja: Not to mention all the groceries.
sweet17: Go fuck yourself
Bloodninja: I was going to until I saw that picture
Bloodninja: Now my unit won’t get hard for a week.
sweet17: I shouldn’t have sent you that picture.
sweet17: You’ve done nothing but slam me.
sweet17: you hurt me.
Bloodninja: And calling me the Farm Fresh guy doesn’t hurt me?
sweet17: I thought you were bullcrapping me!
Bloodninja: Why would I do that?
sweet17: I can’t believe that cops are after you
Bloodninja: I can’t believe Santa lets you sit on his lap..
sweet17: FUCK YOU!!!
Bloodninja: You’d break both of his legs.
sweet17: You’re a FUCKING ASSHOLE!
sweet17: I’ve been teased my whole life because of my weight
sweet17: and you make fun of me when you don’t even know me
Bloodninja: Ok. I’m sorry.
sweet17: No you aren’t
Bloodninja: You’re right. I’m not.
Bloodninja: HAARRRRR!
sweet17: I’m done with you
Bloodninja: Aww. I’m sorry.
sweet17: I’m putting you on ignore
Bloodninja: Wait a sec
Bloodninja: We got off on the wrong foot.
Bloodninja: Wanna start over?
sweet17: No
Bloodninja: I’ll eat your kitty
sweet17: You’ll what?
Bloodninja: You heard me.
Bloodninja: I said I’d eat your kitty.
sweet17: I thought you said you couldn’t get it hard after seeing my picture
Bloodninja: Do I need a hard-on to eat your kitty?
sweet17: I’d like to know that the man eating me out is excited yes
Bloodninja: Well I’m not like most men.
Bloodninja: I get excited in different ways.
sweet17: Like what?
Bloodninja: Do you really wanna know?
sweet17: I don’t know
Bloodninja: You have to tell me yes or no.
sweet17: I’m afraid to
Bloodninja: Why?
sweet17: cause
Bloodninja: cause why?
sweet17: well lets see
sweet17: you say you have sex with turkeys. You call me fat. then you wanna eat me out
sweet17: doesn’t that seem strange to you?
Bloodninja: Nope
sweet17: well its strange to me
Bloodninja: Fine. I won’t do it if you don’t want me to
sweet17: I didn’t say that
Bloodninja: So is that a yes?
sweet17: I guess so.
Bloodninja: Ok. I need your help getting excited though.
Bloodninja: Are you willing?
sweet17: What do you need me to do?
Bloodninja: I need you talk like a pirate.
sweet17: ???
Bloodninja: When I start to go limp… you say “HARRRR!!!”
Bloodninja: ok?
Bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You can’t be serious
Bloodninja: Oh yes I am!
Bloodninja: It’s my fantasy.
sweet17: this is retarded
Bloodninja: Do you want it or not?
sweet17: Yes I want it.
Bloodninja: Then you’ll do it for me?
sweet17: sure
Bloodninja: Ok. Here we go.
Bloodninja: I gently remove your panties and being to massage your thighs.
Bloodninja: You get really juicy thinking about my tounge brushing up against them
Bloodninja: I softly begin to tounge your wet kitty.
Bloodninja: I run my tounge up and down your smooth cunt.
sweet17: mmmm yeah
Bloodninja: uh oh …going limp.
sweet17: Har
Bloodninja: You gotta do better than that!
Bloodninja: Your picture was really bad.
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRR
Bloodninja: Ahhhh. Much better. I feel your kitty get more moist with every stroke.
Bloodninja: I softly suck on your clit bringing it in and out of my mouth.
Bloodninja: Your juices run down my chin as your scent makes its way to my nose.
Bloodninja: I begin to feel empowered by your femininity.
sweet17: mmmmmm you are good
Bloodninja: I feel your thighs tighten as I suckharder
Bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: HARRRRRRR
Bloodninja: Mmmm I grab your swelling buttocks in my hands.
Bloodninja: You begin to sway back and forth.
Bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: this is stupid
Bloodninja: …still limp
Bloodninja: Do it!
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRRR
Bloodninja: I turn you around to lick your asshole.
Bloodninja: I pry apart that battleship you call your ass.
Bloodninja: I see poo nuggets hanging from the hair around your ass.
sweet17: WTF?!?!?
Bloodninja: They stink really bad.
sweet17: OMG STOP!!!
Bloodninja: I start to get fed up with your ugly ass
Bloodninja: I tear off your wooden peg leg.
Bloodninja: I ram it up your ass.
sweet17: YOURE A FUCKING PYSCHO!!
Bloodninja: Then I pour hot carmel over your head.
Bloodninja: And turn you into a fucking candy apple…
Bloodninja: I kick you in the face!
sweet17: FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!!
Bloodninja: The celluloid from your cheeks hits the side of the cabin…
Bloodninja: Your parrot flys away.
Bloodninja: …going limp again.
Bloodninja: Hello?
Bloodninja: Say it!
Bloodninja: HAARRRRRR!!!!!
#10263: BritneySpears14 -> eminemBNJA
BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready?
eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I’m ready.
BritneySpears14: I like your music Em… Tee hee.
eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
BritneySpears14: Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you.
BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
eminemBNJA: Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: What the fuck, I told you not to message me again.
eminemBNJA: Oh shit
BritneySpears14: I swear if you do it one more time I’m gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you fuck up.
eminemBNJA: Oh shit
eminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something