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28 February 2006

Fuck me.
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posted by Eideteker 28 February | 13:37
*heads for bushes*
posted by mike9322 28 February | 13:40
I like you to much to fuck you, cmonkey.
posted by mudpuppie 28 February | 13:40
*grabs handcuffs, crop, clamps*
posted by Specklet 28 February | 13:47
*tries, can't reach 178 miles away*
posted by matildaben 28 February | 13:49
Not tonight, I have a headache.
posted by deborah 28 February | 13:57
Can't, "bits" are healing.
posted by LunaticFringe 28 February | 14:14
*phones NSA with a tip about cmonkey

There, now you're good and fucked.
posted by BoringPostcards 28 February | 14:20
Heh, BP. ??, lunaticfringe.
posted by danostuporstar 28 February | 14:31
Oh man, I think I'd rather have specklet's handcuffs and clamps than the NSA's.
posted by cmonkey 28 February | 14:32
lunaticfringe got a new piercing
posted by matildaben 28 February | 14:34
That, my friend, is a song cue if I ever heard one.
posted by Wolfdog 28 February | 14:36
Can't you be more persuasive?
posted by taz 28 February | 14:39
Indeed I did...needs a bit more healing before I try it out
posted by LunaticFringe 28 February | 14:46
Fun!
posted by danostuporstar 28 February | 14:53
And I may need to find someone to try it out with...
posted by LunaticFringe 28 February | 14:57
Can't you be more persuasive?

OK, baby, lemme lay it out for you all nicely and neatly:

This country is at war. But it's not a war against an enemy, or even a war against a friend who fucked your best girl when you were out getting pissed at the footie match. "Where's Derry?" you asked, "Oh, I think he said he had to work today", that tosser who owes you a tenner said. No, this war, this faceless, nameless war, it's a war against the stifling confines of celibacy. See, you and me, we're front line soldiers. If we don't put a stop to all this madness, who will? Who will save us from the creeping, soul-sucking death that we face? No one. Just you, me, a bottle of Courvoisier, and maybe some nice scented candles to set the mood just right. Those are our weapons, and that is our duty. Our patriotic, mandated-by-god-himself destiny to get busy all night long.
posted by cmonkey 28 February | 15:04
Damn. Change that Courvoisier to something a little more palatable and I'm yours.
posted by Specklet 28 February | 15:14
hee! Forceful!!!! Whee!

Very persuasive. A+++++ Would fuck again.
posted by taz 28 February | 16:36
*straps on, lubes up*
posted by matildaben 28 February | 19:59
Sorry, I only fuck girls ladies women females ah, who am I kidding.
posted by dg 28 February | 22:12
*holds on*
posted by cmonkey 28 February | 22:24
Am I too late with the Captain Morgan's Private Reserve?

Twins, Basil. Twins.
posted by hyperlith 02 March | 03:53
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