“Jasmine? A reinforced King sized pillow?! Ya know… I think I need a reinforced King sized KING. Sealemon? I think I know what was bitten into your back… hmmm… it IS the sacred sign…”
Byz! SSHHHHHHH! You’ll spoil the human sacrifice later!
(fwaps Sealemon with a feather pillow to distract him.)
My work here is done. You’re on your own now, buddy.
Rousseau, his hands and other parts covered in peppermint oil, wipes them off on phouka’s “whisper whisper,” and strolls nude out the door.
The IQ of a group is equal to the IQ of the dumbest member divided by the number of people in the group.
What? you mean Phouka bit “MST3K” into my back? The nerve! Well, I guess it saves me the money of getting it tatooed back there.
Good to see you return byz. But it’s even better to thwack you again!
< Nails Byz in the side of the head, then tags phouka with the backswing >
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Mountain Blue innocently stumbles into a room full of naked, feather-covered people with super soakers and strap-ons!
What is going on in here??? I thought that this was the Nymphomaniacs anonymous meeting???
They’re not Hot Flashes,
They’re Power Surges!
What in the hell is going on here?
You people are out of control.
::grabs a pillowcase and begins to stuff it with Pet Rocks::
Hey, Seale! ::Thwack!::
No reaction. Must be full of Tequila anaesthetic.
A seminar on time travel will be held two weeks ago.
Hey, guys, this fight isn’t over until one of us is begging for mercy!
I grab the nearest three pillows in one hand and fwap . . .
Will work for sig line.
<font size=5> :: Bosda walks into room, takes BEE-HIVE out of sack, throws BEE-HIVE into room, RUNS LIKE HELL!!!</font>
Have fun…girls!
“Show me a sane man, and I will cure him for you.”----Jung
Seeing the bees heading in to the room, I sigh loudly, set my pillow down, metaphorically roll up my sleeves and . . .
Perform the Dance of the Honey Goddess, making the bees my devoted minions. When they are buzzing in happy enthrallment, I make the sign of Nectar Flower and send them after . . .
…a bee lands on the sticky nipple-o-elelle…who, with the extreme concentration of sisterly devotion, points the swarm over to the “drone” wall…
“Sorry I’m late everybody, but… good lord! Well, I’ve always known there were a lot of really sweet guys on this message board. They must be, look at the way the bees are going after them! Glad I came prepared. One container Astroglide… check. One can bee repellent… check. Pillows galore… check.”
“Now. Let’s get down to some serious BEESWAX!”
With that, she rips off her clothes, lubes herself up, and dives into the fray while the guys are still attempting to protect their sensitive spots from the bees. “Hey Sealemon!” WHOOMPH! “This one’s for you, VB!” FWAAAMPH! Running over to the window, she calls after Rousseau’s rapidly receding form, “Hah! You didn’t think I’d let you off easy, did you?” and hurling a pillow out the window, is rewarded with a distant poomph. “All right, had enough yet?” she asks her still-writhing adversaries, when she is suddenly confronted by…
<font size=6>Does this mean that Byzantine & Athena are (hee, hee) “B”-girls?</font>
“Show me a sane man, and I will cure him for you.”----Jung
Buzz, buzz.
-William Shakespeare, “Hamlet”
An infinite number of rednecks in an infinite number of pickup trucks shooting an infinite number of shotguns at an infinite number of road signs will eventually produce all the world’s great works of literature in Braille.
Even this mammoth topic, due to its age, will go extinct in 6 months or less.
We’d settle for a pillow fight in sexy nighties at this point.
Darn! A day late and a dollar short. It appears that I’ve missed out on all the fun!
And just when I found my extra-fluffy pillows and that big bottle of whisper-whisper oil that I was saving for a special occasion! sigh 
You are more than a human being, you are a human becoming.
Og Mandino
That’s my name, not a description. I am neither purple nor a bear. Okay, so I’m purple.<a true Wally original!>
:::SIGH:::
Byz…
The ride is short and the thrills are cheap- Men and rollercoasters. - - -Courtesy of Wally, that Signifying Guy.
[QUOTE]
Originally posted by Sylence:
**What, no whipped cream?
whatever for?
While Vestal is temporarily distracted with Ayesha, Falcon sneaks up behind him and FWHAPS him over the head with her 2 king-size pillows!
Gotcha hon…
Not original, but it seems right
Off, in the darkness, I hear elelle sigh…
What’s up? Hey… what is THIS thread doing back? I just barely got cleaned up from the LAST time! Oh well, no rest for the wicked! Is Athena still on the board?
Best!
Byz
Voted most sex obsessed. (Yeah, blow me smart ass!)