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 Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:19 am
Acually I am Bi-curious. I just don't run around and throw it in people's faces or, brag about it or whatever these teeniebooper kids do these days.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:51 am
Now it's just not that fun to make fun of you. confused
Whore. -.-
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:16 am
It can still be fun
Just suggest she likes ******** animals
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:44 pm
Being bisexual is a joke unto itself. You dont have to make fun anymore.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 8:37 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 4:31 pm
Have something alcoholic.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 6:52 pm
*lights cqndle in nice moonlit spot under a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiig rock* Yaay for Soulstones!
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 9:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 11:29 pm
I wrote a poem. It's for my delicious sex love.
Every night. Before I go to bed. I think of you. Then I touch myself. My dear goddess, so heavenly and perfect. With your hair, glistening in the wind, and the stars, shining in your eyes, illuminating your ethereal presence. I shall sweep you off your feet, and wisk you away on my galiant flaming chariot like a torrent of sexual frustration and emotion.
Oh I ponder the days of when you shall give birth to my child, the day I'll be shooting seeds. He'll be hung like a horse. My first son, the first born. The voice of Frank Sinatra, and my charming charisma with a jaw that could split a mountain in two. If its a girl, she'll have racks that'll make Queen Elizabeth green with envey.
Oh yes indeed.
Then I'll sell her on ebay, but it'll never go through because I'll drop her from a two-story building. The splat will be glorious. That of which a mighty gladiator lands the killing blow on his opponent, clefting him in twine. The ensuing blood curdling screem would be akin to an orgasmic orchastry of color ecstasy. I'll sacrifice it to the blood god Baal, in which he'll give me the thousand blessing, betowing me an eternal raging hard boner.
Oh I ponder these days. For you. Only to you.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 10:48 am
Two women cant have babies. Pah!
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 8:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:52 pm
Nope. And I now make it illegal to do so in the state of Denmark.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:54 pm
i thought denmark was a country? >_>;;
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 5:22 pm
XD It's a quote from Hamlet 3nodding
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 5:25 pm
oh
never read/saw that surprised
i always wanted to though
seemed interesting
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