Torgo, what is the proper sacrifice to offer at your altar?
Torgo, will you dress me in pink lingerie and tie me to a post until I become catatonic? Please?
Torgo, I am in awe. This is (was?) one funny-assed post.
Torgo, does the fact that your name spelled backwards is Ogrot mean anything?
Because reading it like that is giving me a stiffie.
<<<Torgo, does the fact that your name spelled backwards is Ogrot mean anything?>>>
Doesn’t mean as much as the fact that Ogrot spelled backwards is Torgo.
<<<<Torgo, I am in awe. This is (was?) one funny-assed post.>>>
Don’t try to kiss up to me you maladjusted deviant.
<<<Torgo, will you dress me in pink lingerie and tie me to a post until I become catatonic? Please?>>>
Ohhh, you little mynx…Torgo will teach you the meaning of the word “respect”…
<<<<Torgo, what is the proper sacrifice to offer at your altar?>>>>
A plate of strawberry shortcake topped off with one of your bowel movements…please.
<<<<Torgo do you have post-traumatic troll syndrome?>>>>
What’s that Wanderer? I can’t hear you. Maybe you could state your questions more clearly if you took your uncle’s dick out of your mouth.
“Torgo” is the name of a little, Japanese-made, toy robot (powered by 4 d cells, batteries not included) that vanished from my toybox when I was only 4 years old!!! :eek:
Torgo,why did you run away? Come back to the toybox–Billy Blast-Off & the little plastic dinosaurs all miss you!
Torgo, you insipid narwhal-felcher:
My good friend Martha Stewart was waiting, with baited breath, for your wine recommendation for her freshly-clubbed baby harp seal fondue. This was to be the centerpiece for one of her fabled dinner parties. Sadly, our pleas for your wisdom fell on deaf but elephantine-like Torgo ears. Ms. Stewart was forced to go with a rather saucy vintage from the local Circle K, which clashed horribly with the lucsious aroma of warm harp seal innards and offal. It was a social faux pas of which she would never recover.
Ms. Stewart is very traumatized over this social disaster and constantly curses the very name of Torgo as she bays at the full moon. Any future generations of Torgo have, indeed, inherited a truly vengeful and bloodthirsty vendetta.Torgo, can we assume you are sculpted like a Greek god with the tummy of Budda?
Torgo, aren’t you related to Mango? And how did you get that peculiar scar?
Torgo, what does your name mean?
Torgo, I re-read this thread 24 hours later and it’s even funnier. A few questions:
Isn’t a Torgo some kind of deli sandwich?
If it isn’t, should it be?
Where would you go for a good Torgo?
You might be thinking of “tortas”, a sandwich item which can be easily purchased at several streetside stands in Rosarita Beach, Mexico…that is if you can kick the beggars away.
Torgo-- is your hovercraft now devoid of eels? 
Just asking. 