so you're personal hell is being caught in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory with the oompaloompas?
speaking of being in hell, and oompaloompas, has anyone seen LickMe? I need my ass scratched and she's good at picking at the scabs.
Posts: 5,692
Threads: 138
Joined: Jun 2003
Quote:Originally posted by tinymike
so you're personal hell is being caught in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory with the oompaloompas?
not even close. I'd hang out with those fellas, smoke'em up...have them gang bang Veruca. Good times.
Posts: 2,803
Threads: 48
Joined: Apr 2003
Locked in a packed techo/rap NYC dance club
<img src="http://www.blazingconcepts.com/img/syd/sloatsig.jpg">
________________________________________________________________________________________
<center>Boy the way Glen Miller played,
songs that made the hit parade,
guys like us we had it made,
those were the days,
and you know where you were then,
girls were girls and men were men,
mister we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again,
didn't need no welfare states
everybody pulled his weight,
gee our old Lasalle ran great,
those were the days!</center>
I just got this insane image of the purple oompaloompas lighten up, hanging out by the chocolate river and staring at Wonka stoned out of their fuckin head sayin
"whaaaa? I'm on a breaaaak mannn! Wanna hit?"
"yo willie, it's puff puff pass bro. Get wid da program, ya freak!"
Posts: 5,996
Threads: 50
Joined: Apr 2003
Quote:Originally posted by tinymike
I just got this insane image of the purple oompaloompas lighten up, hanging out by the chocolate river and staring at Wonka stoned out of their fuckin head sayin
\"whaaaa? I'm on a breaaaak mannn! Wanna hit?\"
\"yo willie, it's puff puff pass bro. Get wid da program, ya freak!\"
and this is your hell????? sounds like my heaven.
mug:
Posts: 5,692
Threads: 138
Joined: Jun 2003
thats what I'M saying GIP. :lol:
no, not my hell. Just a really fucked up image if you think about it.
My personal hell would be being locked up in a room with Ken and Dolphin boy with nothing to do but talk.
I'd keep mumbling - "There can only be one!" and I'd come out of the room bloody.
wait, on second thought - that's not hell. That's pleasure.
Posts: 260
Threads: 2
Joined: May 2003
pre calc....:
hudder::
<img src="http://publish.hometown.aol.com/gothgirl7586/myhomepage/vampchicksig.gif?mtbrand=AOL_U">
Posts: 3,123
Threads: 66
Joined: Mar 2003
Yeah, education is frightening.
<center>
</center>
<font color=red><marquee>You ain't no motha'fuckin' bully... and I ain't bowin' to no motha'fuckin' bully... I won't allow it ain't gon' cowar to no bully, I'll be damned if I don't stand up to a bully... fight like a man and throw my hands up to a bully...</font></marquee>
no, you know what's really frightening? When you're in the doctors office getting a proctology exam and both his hands are on your shoulders during the exam. Now THAT'S frightening.