Topic: New dating rule to be strictly adheared to....
Goofball73's photo
Mon 08/25/08 11:59 AM


I someone wrongs you, walk away- shut the door- they never existed....why would there be any discussion?


Or turn them into a frog.


I love Wicca!laugh laugh

Ruth34611's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:00 PM



I someone wrongs you, walk away- shut the door- they never existed....why would there be any discussion?


Or turn them into a frog.


I love Wicca!laugh laugh


Just trying to help. flowerforyou

lilith401's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:00 PM
Hmmmmm.... frog legs are even more frail. Snap..... but greasy. No shocker there.

Goofball73's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:02 PM
Oh, and Lily, I can contact Big Red and the rest of the rednecks to handle your problem. Nothing like having six drunk, retarded, with loaded 12 guages on your ass. And they work for buckets of chicken.:wink:

Ruth34611's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:03 PM

Oh, and Lily, I can contact Big Red and the rest of the rednecks to handle your problem. Nothing like having six drunk, retarded, with loaded 12 guages on your ass. And they work for buckets of chicken.:wink:


I can provide the chickens.

MirrorMirror's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:03 PM
drinker Wicca is just like Scientology, but at least they (usually) wont **** you out of your money. drinker

Lily0923's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:03 PM

Hmmmmm.... frog legs are even more frail. Snap..... but greasy. No shocker there.


All the one's I've assulted with food items have tried to come back in the last 2 weeks, what gives with that? Except that there was an eclipe the other night, and the femine energies were at a minimum...so I'm thinking the male posturing, testosterone driven hormones were in over drive.

Lily0923's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:04 PM

Oh, and Lily, I can contact Big Red and the rest of the rednecks to handle your problem. Nothing like having six drunk, retarded, with loaded 12 guages on your ass. And they work for buckets of chicken.:wink:


I have Tamba and Schoon... I don't think I'll need more, that would be overkill, and really I want to embarrass him, not kill him.

Goofball73's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:05 PM

drinker Wicca is just like Scientology, but at least they (usually) wont **** you out of your money. drinker



Yes....but Jesus Saves!:smile: :wink:

Ruth34611's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:05 PM

drinker Wicca is just like Scientology, but at least they (usually) wont **** you out of your money. drinker



C'mere little monkey. You're cute. devil :heart: devil

lilith401's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:05 PM
Really? What night?

I sent you mail...

Ruth34611's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:06 PM


Hmmmmm.... frog legs are even more frail. Snap..... but greasy. No shocker there.


All the one's I've assulted with food items have tried to come back in the last 2 weeks, what gives with that? Except that there was an eclipe the other night, and the femine energies were at a minimum...so I'm thinking the male posturing, testosterone driven hormones were in over drive.


Why do you think I'm working on frog spells.

maryelizabeth10's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:08 PM
i agree!

longhairbiker's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:09 PM
I'm thinking if there is a hell it would be like this thread.

Lily0923's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:11 PM

Really? What night?

I sent you mail...


Friday night.

MirrorMirror's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:11 PM


drinker Wicca is just like Scientology, but at least they (usually) wont **** you out of your money. drinker



C'mere little monkey. You're cute. devil :heart: devil
blushing flowerforyou

Lily0923's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:14 PM


drinker Wicca is just like Scientology, but at least they (usually) wont **** you out of your money. drinker



Yes....but Jesus Saves!:smile: :wink:


I always see him at double coupon day.... So yes he saves.

lilith401's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:15 PM


Really? What night?

I sent you mail...


Friday night.


Then my mail will crack you up all the more....laugh

TTYL babycakes!

MirrorMirror's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:16 PM
Edited by MirrorMirror on Mon 08/25/08 12:16 PM
HI, I'M LEE MILES, FOUNDER AND CEO OF MEN'S WAREHOUSE. IT MAY BE, BEING THAT I BOAST THE BIGGEST BACULUM IN THIS BLUE EARTH, THAT I WOULD MACARONICLY MAKE THE MISTAKE OF REMOVING MAGIC FROM MY MIND. MORBIDLY MADE-UP TO EXPOUND THE CONTRARY THIS MISTAKE, I AM A MAGNIFICENT MAGE OF THE RIGHT-HAND PATH, IF YOU PICK UP ON MY PACHYGLOSSAL PAEAN. AS I SERVED THE SORCERERS' SIGHT WITH MY SACCULAR, SEMINIVEROUS SERPIGO OF SCORTATION, I COULDN'T HELP BUT PEER TO THE PRETTY APPRENTICE THAT PRESENTED PREMATURELY HER BULGING AND BEAUTIFUL BUMGUMBLIES, ALMOST ESCAPING THE IMPRISONMENT OF HER UNNECESSARY ARTICLE OF TORSO CLOTHING. MY PALACEOUS, PENIL PUMP PLOPPED FORTH IN A GLORIOUS BLAZE OF BACULIFORM BADNESS. IN AN ANGELIC ASCENSION OF UTTER AWESOME, IT ENTERED HER ABSONANT AZZ IN AN ABJECT AND ABLOW ACTION, HER ABRAIDED EYES GLEAMING WITH THE TEARS OF THE GLORIOUS GLOP THAT IS ZIMMER SLOP. ENDING WITH AN ABTERMINAL ACCELERATION OF ANTICIPATED ANIMOSITY, SHE AND I LET FORTH A RIGOROUS ROAR IN UNISON, HERS A BANSHEE'S BELLOW, AND MINE THE LION'S LOUD LAMPOON. MY CHANCE AS A CHANTER OF WITCHCRAFT WAS CHARRED, BUT MY MIDSECTION'S MIGHTY MISSILE WAS MUCH OBLIGED BY THE MACROBIAN MOMENT OF MANIC MONOGONY. I GUARANTEE IT.


Ruth34611's photo
Mon 08/25/08 12:19 PM

HI, I'M LEE MILES, FOUNDER AND CEO OF MEN'S WAREHOUSE. IT MAY BE, BEING THAT I BOAST THE BIGGEST BACULUM IN THIS BLUE EARTH, THAT I WOULD MACARONICLY MAKE THE MISTAKE OF REMOVING MAGIC FROM MY MIND. MORBIDLY MADE-UP TO EXPOUND THE CONTRARY THIS MISTAKE, I AM A MAGNIFICENT MAGE OF THE RIGHT-HAND PATH, IF YOU PICK UP ON MY PACHYGLOSSAL PAEAN. AS I SERVED THE SORCERERS' SIGHT WITH MY SACCULAR, SEMINIVEROUS SERPIGO OF SCORTATION, I COULDN'T HELP BUT PEER TO THE PRETTY APPRENTICE THAT PRESENTED PREMATURELY HER BULGING AND BEAUTIFUL BUMGUMBLIES, ALMOST ESCAPING THE IMPRISONMENT OF HER UNNECESSARY ARTICLE OF TORSO CLOTHING. MY PALACEOUS, PENIL PUMP PLOPPED FORTH IN A GLORIOUS BLAZE OF BACULIFORM BADNESS. IN AN ANGELIC ASCENSION OF UTTER AWESOME, IT ENTERED HER ABSONANT AZZ IN AN ABJECT AND ABLOW ACTION, HER ABRAIDED EYES GLEAMING WITH THE TEARS OF THE GLORIOUS GLOP THAT IS ZIMMER SLOP. ENDING WITH AN ABTERMINAL ACCELERATION OF ANTICIPATED ANIMOSITY, SHE AND I LET FORTH A RIGOROUS ROAR IN UNISON, HERS A BANSHEE'S BELLOW, AND MINE THE LION'S LOUD LAMPOON. MY CHANCE AS A CHANTER OF WITCHCRAFT WAS CHARRED, BUT MY MIDSECTION'S MIGHTY MISSILE WAS MUCH OBLIGED BY THE MACROBIAN MOMENT OF MANIC MONOGONY. I GUARANTEE IT.




My thoughts exactly.