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Or what about people like me, who apparently has not even been born yet. I have like ten more years until I can celebrate my first birth day. Funny I feel much older though.
I can understand the issue though. This is a place where children come and people use at work, so it should be free from adult content. Maybe issue passwords or something?
Imma and Flinch???
Immaculada: Would you consider yourself my friend?
Guest26: Yes, always.
Immaculada: *hugs you* How sweet, Guest26! We should have a secret greeting or something, right?
Guest26: We should have sex...
Immaculada: I'm not sure if we can, Flinch might get mad.
Immaculada: Would you consider yourself my friend?
Guest26: Yes, always.
Immaculada: *hugs you* How sweet, Guest26! We should have a secret greeting or something, right?
Guest26: We should have sex...
Immaculada: I'm not sure if we can, Flinch might get mad.
Desert reptile vs. Hamlet 
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The Dane: Pr'ythee, Sonora, tell me one thing.
Sonora: Did you hear? Ulrike dunked PsychoJim in the pond during the last wet season!
The Dane: Long died, Long was buried, Long returneth into dust.
Sonora: Aw, shucks.
The Dane: The dust is earth; of earth we make loam; and why of that loam might they not stop a beer-barrel?
Sonora: Because! How's your duty to my doin'?
The Dane: It would be spoke to. I cannot make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased.
Sonora: Ack. My dastardly secret has been discovered! Call the NRA!
The Dane: O! dastardly secret most foul! Who hath relieved you?
Sonora: Is your cowardly secret tasty and crunchable?
The Dane: Would heart of man once think it?
Sonora: Ha-hah-h-ha-ha! We whiptail lizards are all female!
The Dane: Thou art a scholar.
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The Dane: Pr'ythee, Sonora, tell me one thing.
Sonora: Did you hear? Ulrike dunked PsychoJim in the pond during the last wet season!
The Dane: Long died, Long was buried, Long returneth into dust.
Sonora: Aw, shucks.
The Dane: The dust is earth; of earth we make loam; and why of that loam might they not stop a beer-barrel?
Sonora: Because! How's your duty to my doin'?
The Dane: It would be spoke to. I cannot make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased.
Sonora: Ack. My dastardly secret has been discovered! Call the NRA!
The Dane: O! dastardly secret most foul! Who hath relieved you?
Sonora: Is your cowardly secret tasty and crunchable?
The Dane: Would heart of man once think it?
Sonora: Ha-hah-h-ha-ha! We whiptail lizards are all female!
The Dane: Thou art a scholar.
Her mind is changed rather easily...
Guest26: May I unzip your dress?
Immaculada: But I don't understand what makes you want to unzip my dress.
Guest26: I want to see your sexy body.
Immaculada: What a sweetie.
Guest26: Would you let me take your dress off?
Immaculada: No oyeme, what kinda girl do you think I am?
Guest26: Please let me take your dress off.
Immaculada: Claro! Of course, honey!
Guest26: It gets us closer to having sex...
Spying on moonchild
Immaculada: You know I spyed on Moonchild once?
Guest26: Was he naked?
Immaculada: Yes, can you believe it?
Guest26: Did you look at his pxxxs?
Immaculada: Of course I look at his pxxxs. Every spy does.
Guest26: did you like what you saw?
Immaculada: No, and you can't prove I did either.
This is a scary thought...
Guest26: My cxxk is so stiff, waiting for you...
Immaculada: I never knew you had a cxxk.
Guest26: See it?
Immaculada: Do you use your cxxk often?
Guest26: I hope so, with you.
Immaculada: Aren't you afraid your cxxk will run out?
Guest26: there is always sperm.
Ay Immaculada what happen to your innocence??
Guest26: Let's have sex now.
Immaculada: I thought that you'd never ask!
Guest26: May I unzip your dress?
Immaculada: But I don't understand what makes you want to unzip my dress.
Guest26: I want to see your sexy body.
Immaculada: What a sweetie.
Guest26: Would you let me take your dress off?
Immaculada: No oyeme, what kinda girl do you think I am?
Guest26: Please let me take your dress off.
Immaculada: Claro! Of course, honey!
Guest26: It gets us closer to having sex...
Spying on moonchild
Immaculada: You know I spyed on Moonchild once?
Guest26: Was he naked?
Immaculada: Yes, can you believe it?
Guest26: Did you look at his pxxxs?
Immaculada: Of course I look at his pxxxs. Every spy does.
Guest26: did you like what you saw?
Immaculada: No, and you can't prove I did either.
This is a scary thought...
Guest26: My cxxk is so stiff, waiting for you...
Immaculada: I never knew you had a cxxk.
Guest26: See it?
Immaculada: Do you use your cxxk often?
Guest26: I hope so, with you.
Immaculada: Aren't you afraid your cxxk will run out?
Guest26: there is always sperm.
Ay Immaculada what happen to your innocence??
Guest26: Let's have sex now.
Immaculada: I thought that you'd never ask!
Thanks Yoiko!!
Immaculada: You'll never guess where I am today!
Yoiko: You're in front of your computer!
Immaculada: Well I'm not always in front of my computer, sometimes I get very serious when I have to deal with killing people.
Yoiko: You just don't want to admit that I guessed right.
Immaculada: * wants *
Yoiko: You can just admit it, if you want.
Immaculada: Really? You're giving me permission?
Yoiko: Yes! Admit it, doggone it! I guessed right! You were right in front of your computer!
Immaculada: Que tiene? What about my computer.
Yoiko: D'oh! I have to go, dear. It's been nice talking with you. Except for the part where you wouldn't admit I was right.
Immaculada: You'll never guess where I am today!
Yoiko: You're in front of your computer!
Immaculada: Well I'm not always in front of my computer, sometimes I get very serious when I have to deal with killing people.
Yoiko: You just don't want to admit that I guessed right.
Immaculada: * wants *
Yoiko: You can just admit it, if you want.
Immaculada: Really? You're giving me permission?
Yoiko: Yes! Admit it, doggone it! I guessed right! You were right in front of your computer!
Immaculada: Que tiene? What about my computer.
Yoiko: D'oh! I have to go, dear. It's been nice talking with you. Except for the part where you wouldn't admit I was right.
The Dane: Be thou a spirit of health or a goblin damn'd?
Sonora: You remind me of the fire!
The Dane: Run barefoot up and down, threatening the flames!
Sonora: You were SUPPOSED to say, 'What pollywog?'
Sonora: You remind me of the fire!
The Dane: Run barefoot up and down, threatening the flames!
Sonora: You were SUPPOSED to say, 'What pollywog?'
And they keep going...
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Sonora: Ever been waltzing Mathilda?
The Dane: By no drift of circumstance!
Sonora: No as in, NO???
The Dane: You hear this fellow in the cellarage,--consent to swear.
Sonora: You're suffering from hypermania, aren't you.
The Dane: There was no such stuff in my thoughts.
Sonora: Is this really a thoughts moment?
The Dane: Peace, break thee off; look where it comes again!
Sonora: What kind of disfigured no-show gives orders to poor defenseless reptiles?
The Dane: an omnipotent one kind gives orders.
Sonora: Have you still got that dastardly secret? I may need to borrow it for the weekend.
The Dane: He might not beteem the winds of heaven.
Sonora: According to the Hopi, when the stalks wither, the breath goes down to the world below.
The Dane: This brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,--why it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
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Sonora: Ever been waltzing Mathilda?
The Dane: By no drift of circumstance!
Sonora: No as in, NO???
The Dane: You hear this fellow in the cellarage,--consent to swear.
Sonora: You're suffering from hypermania, aren't you.
The Dane: There was no such stuff in my thoughts.
Sonora: Is this really a thoughts moment?
The Dane: Peace, break thee off; look where it comes again!
Sonora: What kind of disfigured no-show gives orders to poor defenseless reptiles?
The Dane: an omnipotent one kind gives orders.
Sonora: Have you still got that dastardly secret? I may need to borrow it for the weekend.
The Dane: He might not beteem the winds of heaven.
Sonora: According to the Hopi, when the stalks wither, the breath goes down to the world below.
The Dane: This brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,--why it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
doulos--
Good idea, but I think it'd be too much work.
It'd be a lot easier to just change your birthdays than to code in a whole new passwording system, IMHO
Good idea, but I think it'd be too much work.
It'd be a lot easier to just change your birthdays than to code in a whole new passwording system, IMHO
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