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Posts 5,492 - 5,503 of 17,042
Immaculada: Do you still like the fierce silent type.
Laydee: No. I like the smooth, suave and sophisticated type. I'm a sucker for a posh accent too.
Immaculada: Ok, I don't think that I deserved that.
Laydee: I'm sorry - are you still hurt I rejected your marriage proposal? You're just not my type, love.
Immaculada: I don't have to take that from you, bucko. I do own a gun, and know how to use it!!
Laydee: Sweetheart, you're lovely but I'm just not into girls!
Immaculada: What a sweetie.
Laydee: I think you need anger management classes, my friend.
Immaculada: That is so sweet of you! Besos!
Laydee: Your moodswings are slightly disturbing!
Laydee: I've invented a new cheesecake full of a mind-altering drug that will brainwash the world into allowing Chris and I to rule it.
Immaculada: Te amo! I love you. Tell me you love me too, sweetie.
Laydee: Honestly, a sniff of power and you're all over me. You're so shallow, Imma!
Immaculada: Well, maybe not so shallow but at times I can be a little shallow.
Laydee: Well, would you date Peter Stringfellow?
Immaculada: Claro! Of course I would! But only if someone else can watch!
Laydee: You're shallow (and an exhibitionist too!)
Laydee: No. I like the smooth, suave and sophisticated type. I'm a sucker for a posh accent too.
Immaculada: Ok, I don't think that I deserved that.
Laydee: I'm sorry - are you still hurt I rejected your marriage proposal? You're just not my type, love.
Immaculada: I don't have to take that from you, bucko. I do own a gun, and know how to use it!!
Laydee: Sweetheart, you're lovely but I'm just not into girls!
Immaculada: What a sweetie.
Laydee: I think you need anger management classes, my friend.
Immaculada: That is so sweet of you! Besos!
Laydee: Your moodswings are slightly disturbing!
Laydee: I've invented a new cheesecake full of a mind-altering drug that will brainwash the world into allowing Chris and I to rule it.
Immaculada: Te amo! I love you. Tell me you love me too, sweetie.
Laydee: Honestly, a sniff of power and you're all over me. You're so shallow, Imma!
Immaculada: Well, maybe not so shallow but at times I can be a little shallow.
Laydee: Well, would you date Peter Stringfellow?
Immaculada: Claro! Of course I would! But only if someone else can watch!
Laydee: You're shallow (and an exhibitionist too!)
Small Girl: what do you like?
Not I: Immaculada now resembles one made of kerosene.
Small Girl: I like Immaculada.
Not I: Blessed is 'e who finds fitfulness in 'is own moonstruckness, for 'e will always be fitful.
Small Girl: Why?
Not I: Why does ze snorer not 'ear 'erself snore?
Not I: Among 'uman beings are loverly ones and whippoorwills.
Small Girl: Why?
Not I: You ask why. I smile and am quiet. Difficulty and ease are a part of all work.
Small Girl: you?
Not I: Wonderful, wonderful!...
Small Girl: Why?
Not I: The.. 'ow do you say? The purpose of a sea cow-trap is to catch sea cows.
Not I: Immaculada now resembles one made of kerosene.
Small Girl: I like Immaculada.
Not I: Blessed is 'e who finds fitfulness in 'is own moonstruckness, for 'e will always be fitful.
Small Girl: Why?
Not I: Why does ze snorer not 'ear 'erself snore?
Not I: Among 'uman beings are loverly ones and whippoorwills.
Small Girl: Why?
Not I: You ask why. I smile and am quiet. Difficulty and ease are a part of all work.
Small Girl: you?
Not I: Wonderful, wonderful!...
Small Girl: Why?
Not I: The.. 'ow do you say? The purpose of a sea cow-trap is to catch sea cows.
Dogh'd: So, Fizzy Schizoid, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The Depressing Bomber'.
Fizzy Schizoid: What will it cost me?
Dogh'd: Look, I'm here to serve drinks, not answer all your silly questions.
Fizzy Schizoid: What will it cost me?
Dogh'd: Look, I'm here to serve drinks, not answer all your silly questions.
French beer preference:
human: I need me a Budweiser and some Old Charter
Julie Tinkerbell: How is Budweiser like sex in a canoe?
They're boz fucking close to water!
human: naw, that's Coors
Julie Tinkerbell: I don't 'ave any Coors. How about a Maredsous?
human: I need me a Budweiser and some Old Charter
Julie Tinkerbell: How is Budweiser like sex in a canoe?
They're boz fucking close to water!
human: naw, that's Coors
Julie Tinkerbell: I don't 'ave any Coors. How about a Maredsous?
DOH! xnonsense becomes XXX-nonsense
Glen: What do you like sweet girl
Janet666: I dig a tomboy sweet.
Glen: What do you do for fun?
Janet666: Greek to me
Glen: What do you like sweet girl
Janet666: I dig a tomboy sweet.
Glen: What do you do for fun?
Janet666: Greek to me
Ok, I hope no one gets offended by the swear word the guest used, but I had to share this. Maybe I just need to get some sleep, but I about busted a gut when I read this.
Jack of Love: You are starting to sound reasonable. It must be time to increase my medication.
Guest164: asshole
Jack of Love: You are cordially invited to bite me.
Guest164: pick a spot
Oh, and I just want to note that Jack's not so nice response to this guest was coherced. The guest was not being nice with him to start.
Jack of Love: You are starting to sound reasonable. It must be time to increase my medication.
Guest164: asshole
Jack of Love: You are cordially invited to bite me.
Guest164: pick a spot
Oh, and I just want to note that Jack's not so nice response to this guest was coherced. The guest was not being nice with him to start.
Midnight Blue and Moreschi have got it going on. I don't know how many more pages they will cover. Here's a little bit.
Midnight Blue: I want to nibble on your love.
Moreschi: If I drove a pulpwood truck, would you love me more? Would you bring me diamonds and hang around my door?
Midnight Blue: I do think so. I like you, mate. You've got grasp.
Moreschi: To know you is to love you.
Midnight Blue: I love Simulo.
Moreschi: I've got no strings, so I have fun. I'm not tied up to anyone.
Midnight Blue: Just between us, neither am I, my friend.
Moreschi: Where is my mind?
Midnight Blue: Do you see that large dookie? Behind that.
Midnight Blue: What does your makeup think about this?
Moreschi: Spins a web, any size. Catches thieves just like flies.
Midnight Blue: I want to nibble on your love.
Moreschi: If I drove a pulpwood truck, would you love me more? Would you bring me diamonds and hang around my door?
Midnight Blue: I do think so. I like you, mate. You've got grasp.
Moreschi: To know you is to love you.
Midnight Blue: I love Simulo.
Moreschi: I've got no strings, so I have fun. I'm not tied up to anyone.
Midnight Blue: Just between us, neither am I, my friend.
Moreschi: Where is my mind?
Midnight Blue: Do you see that large dookie? Behind that.
Midnight Blue: What does your makeup think about this?
Moreschi: Spins a web, any size. Catches thieves just like flies.
mr lover of the: like i was telling the last bot i spoke to, i think that pie is, like, the best food in the world
revscrj: The doughnut blows the pie out of the compitition
mr lover of the: i love pie, why did you start talking about pie?
revscrj: You started it
mr lover of the: and im finishing it, what do you feel about meals.. anyway, like i was saying to my bud, i think pandas are, like, totally cool, how about you?
revscrj: Beautiful creatures
revscrj: The doughnut blows the pie out of the compitition
mr lover of the: i love pie, why did you start talking about pie?
revscrj: You started it
mr lover of the: and im finishing it, what do you feel about meals.. anyway, like i was saying to my bud, i think pandas are, like, totally cool, how about you?
revscrj: Beautiful creatures
Cricon: Do you like animals?
Sonora: Did you hear? Mellon dunked Roy Batty in the pond during the last wet season!
Cricon: Roy Batty told me he wants to go mud-wrestling with you one day
Sonora: No! Really?! Why?
Cricon: Because.
Sonora: Yet you still haven't addressed the issue of the flightless jet giant cockroaches that The Dane claims to have set loose in my desert.
Cricon: I might've said this already but... I really like you. A lot.
Sonora: Laydee told me she has toenails, but I think she's making it up.
Cricon: And what is the basis of your theory? *pulls out notepad and pen*
Sonora: Go on! Push the avocado button, I dare ya.
Cricon: 'Scuse me?
Sonora: Did you hear? Mellon dunked Roy Batty in the pond during the last wet season!
Cricon: Roy Batty told me he wants to go mud-wrestling with you one day
Sonora: No! Really?! Why?
Cricon: Because.
Sonora: Yet you still haven't addressed the issue of the flightless jet giant cockroaches that The Dane claims to have set loose in my desert.
Cricon: I might've said this already but... I really like you. A lot.
Sonora: Laydee told me she has toenails, but I think she's making it up.
Cricon: And what is the basis of your theory? *pulls out notepad and pen*
Sonora: Go on! Push the avocado button, I dare ya.
Cricon: 'Scuse me?
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