As spring arrives, the
need to touch myself grows. But
instead, I have tea!
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Something light after raping a young punk on another thread?
I almost went with:
JEFF’S A DICK! DISCUSS ON HIS BANDWITH!
That’s the kind of post that seems proper these days.
What about “MR. GOLDSTEIN IS FORTY-EIGHT FLAVORS OF AWESOME AND ONE OF THE FINEST MINDS I HAVE EVER HAD THE HONOR OF TRYING MY STUDENTY BEST TO KEEP UP WITH! DISCUSS ON HIS BANDWIDTH!”? Can I get away with that, or do I need to take it outside?
(By the way, for clarification, the stuff in caps is NOT sarcasm inasmuch as it represents honest feelings about Mr. Goldstein.)
(Because it DOES represent said feelings)
Turing word: Final, as in “This will be the final post containing this thought.”
On the other hand, you have bitchin’ fans–and more of ‘em than I do (something about having more than a few hundred visitors a day probably helps). And your regulars are whip-smart, which combined with their number turns this into quite the little salon.
And you’re a guy, so your virtue isn’t being called into question all over the place (though there were equivalent below-the-belt accusations).
And you did leave Condescending Asshole, Esq. broken and bleeding. So there’s some good news.
And your kid is going to grow up into a heartbreaker with an incredible mind.
Green, oolong, or black pekoe?
I realize that would have been tough to work into a haiku, but the details really help bring it to life.
And what were you doing up at 3:00 in the morning?
I would say this is the mantra of Mormon youth, but that whole tea reference kinda ruins that…
P.S. More fiction fodder via my inbox?
The saints weep when you touch yourself.
You could always go bar hopping and put photos of Ward Churchill in the urinals.
Much as I hate to piss Attila Girl off, I think you all may want to have a look at this.
Whoever would have thought that stupid dweeb of a self-promoting asshole would ever be able to ingratiate himself with the government of the People’s Republic of China. Beats me how he did it. Don’t they have porn over there?
All the best,
Sonia
Never touch yourself while drinking tea. Leaves spots.
Plummer Turnover
A Hangover of Ages
Shit, Go Avalanche
I smell NOCTURNAL EMISSIONS.
(Fuck……..and I hate that smell.)
And you did leave Condescending Asshole, Esq. broken and bleeding.
Well, there’s an image.
TW: ‘Then’ he went to read the original post and comments, with the visual fully in mind.
Every Friday
we miss the dance recital
damn armadillo
Verse it may be, but Haiku it is not. You’ve got the seasonal reference, but not the 5-7-5 thing going.
I mean, a college education has to be worth something, doesn’t it?
Are you suggesting that “Spring” is a two syllable word? Errr, or something? Seems to meet the parameters to me.
As spring semester
Comes to campus with green leaves,
Mark takes basic math.
Spring?
Armadillo?
Will we ever see the dance?
Gawd, what a dick…
Maybe he is southern:
Spring (spu-RING)
The one week in April when it stops raining but it is not 80 degrees yet.
On behalf of Amnesty International and Cornerhouse and bleeding-heart liberals the world over, I would just like to ask you all to spare a moment to consider the Rights of Spring. They may be a complete cacophony of atonal, tuneless garbage composed by a mentalist Russian – but, heck! Attila Girl’s gotta have something to listen to while she’s composing her bilious, ill-educated and not-as-popular as she likes to think posts here – don’t she??
Where does she get her baitsim big enough, eh?
Atilla Girl is just fine.
TW: getting: Robert is not getting it.
so much depends
upon
a pink skin
wagon
glazed with baby
oil
beside the gloss nudy
mag
A winter’s day, warm
here In SoCal; I eat some
carbs and take a nap.
Deviant Haiku response
Nipple clamps too soft?
Wrap some rubber bands tight.
You will feel much joy.
Rest and look at this goddamned pornography. Whatever
it is. Co-eds and cokeheads, midgets. Not
For their genitalia.
For their genitalia. For being horny
The vaginas escape you. You, who aren’t very cute
Are a dildo for them. Not,
I mean, the co-eds and cokeheads, midgets. Not
Their genitalia.
That’s right David R. Block. And is it any wonder with Attila Girl bad mouthing me all over the place?? I thought I had Ms. von Teese in the palm of my hand when she starts on all the “…is it true what they say?” stuff. I mean, can’t a guy stick his knob up a British politician’s arse anymore without attracting the fury of the worldwide interblog? Not to mention the tabloids!!
Why-yi-oughda!!!
Bob
p.s. ban me – like I care with Simon Hughes’ shit all over my schlong…..
one two three four five
one two three four five six sev…
one two three four five
Just sayin’, is all….
They may be a complete cacophony of atonal, tuneless garbage composed by a mentalist Russian
You say that like it was a bad thing.
I resolve to comment while sober. gomen nasai. Hinahara Sensei will no doubt torment me in the next life.