Guy Stuff 3: The search for 2

P-bear, I was thinking my tongue might be the best way to clean you up. But since you’re doing such a bang up job with the massage, I thought that it could wait.

Does anybody have a towel or something? Surgoshan keeps slobbering all over my chest. Hell, forget the towel. I’m just going to take another shower.

:: strolls over to the shower and pushes her way through the naked bodies inside ::

Aw geez, Cristi, could you at least wash off that spigot before pouring any more beers out of it? Pssss…Dr. Watson…I have to tell you this…Cristi is not a real redhead. :slight_smile:

Shadowfox

“The dead have risen, and they’re voting Republican!” - Bart Simpson

:::sprays whipped cream all over Shadowfox, then grabs her in a headlock:::

You take that back right now, dammit! I am so a real redhead!

:::Cristi & Shadowfox begin wrestling in the pile of whipped cream & cherries on the shower floor:::


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Shadowfox grabs Cristi by her hair and gives her a noogie…“Confess, you bottled redhead!”

:: Shadow drags Cristi out of the shower and drags her by her hair to the hot tub and dumps her in, then jumps in and starts sticking Cheesy Poofs in her ears and up her nose ::

Shadowfox

“The dead have risen, and they’re voting Republican!” - Bart Simpson

All right! A good female wrestling match. Maybe you two would care to move into the big tub of chocolate sauce. That way the rest of us could lick you clean after the fight :wink:

All right! A good female wrestling match. Maybe you two would care to move into the big tub of chocolate sauce. That way the rest of us could lick you clean after the fight :wink:


It’s not how you pick your nose, it’s where you put the boogers

Ow! What the hell are you noogying me with? I’m naked!

I will not confess to being a bottled redhead! I was born red! And I’ve got the temperament to prove it!

That’s it, babe. The gloves are freakin’ off!

:::throws down the plastic sheeting, and several large containers of chocolate pudding:::

You. Me. In the ring. May the best chick win.


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Gentlemen, methinks these two lasses have just a bit too much energy. Bein’ as this is the Guy Stuff domain, I propose a huddle.

(. . . okay, so that’s the modified ‘Student Body Left’, Surg and BigDaddyD in motion, Wally’s got the middle, and VB and Bluepony will handle the rope . . . on 3 . . . wait for the call . . . got it?)

Dr. Watson
“Plan? What’s a plan?”

Oh come on! Chocolate pudding is sooooo last year!

Replicator, I need cherry flavored Jello and a goat STAT!

Ya wanna rassle??

Shadowfox

“The dead have risen, and they’re voting Republican!” - Bart Simpson

Hoo boy. I’m staying the hell away from those two. I freely admit to being a bottled redhead. Oh VB hon…wanna check just to make sure? Looks like the shower’s open again… wink


Winner, SDMB’s Biggest Chat Addict

“Only two things that’ll soothe my soul - cold beer and remote control.”

Hey now! No chocolate pudding on the floor here! That shag carpet would take FOREVER to get clean! You wanna wrestle, you take it over here!

::walks over and opens a door on the port side (hehe, boat terms) of the ship. It opens onto a big room filled with pools of jello, pudding, and vats of whipped cream::

NOW you can wrestle!


I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.

:: hops in the pudding with a can of readiwhip::

Wooohooo I love contact sports!


I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!

Yay! It’s my favorite CrackWhore!

::jumps in the pool and dunks Purp::

Tag, you’re it!

::swims to the other end of the pool::


I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.

:: draws a moustache across Surg’s upper lip with the whipped cream and CENSORED it off::

Mmmm gotta love whipped cream too!

Wait a minute! Why am I wrestling with Cristi when there are gorgeous men available?

:: grabs a bowl of Cool Whip and a large spoon ::

Watch out Surgoshan! I’m back in town and feeling mighty feisty :stuck_out_tongue:

Shadowfox

“The dead have risen, and they’re voting Republican!” - Bart Simpson

Actually, that should be:

Watch out Surgoshan! I’m back in town and feeling mighty feisty :stuck_out_tongue:


Shadowfox

“The dead have risen, and they’re voting Republican!” - Bart Simpson

That’s okay, BigDaddy, I can wait, a little while anyway. So glad that you like the ‘massage’ i’m giving you. I was always good with my tongue, so I’ve been told!
Uhhh, I mean, uh, you know, not that I was, oh, heck! Yes I was, and I enjoyed it too! So there!

HEY! BigDaddy! What about me??? You said that you were going to lick my bbq sauce off!

sigh guess that’s not as much fun as chocolate pudding. Oh, well.
Say, VB and Falcon, want some company??? I’m coming back to the hot tub to get clean and warm up from this cold stuff all over me.

Say, where’d everyone else go, anyway???


To dream of the person you would like to be is to waste the person you are.—Anon.

::cornered by two women, both with illicit purposes in mind, Surgoshan prepares to flee. He snaps out of it thinking “WTF is wrong with me?” and leaps toward the two with a can of whipped cream in one hand and a bottle of chocolate syrup in the other::

Ever heard of the whip-cream-maneuver?


I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.

Captain Sy walks out of his ready room again.

Captain: I’m bored. Take the bridge.

Ensign: Where?

Ensign laughs hysterically.

Captain: Lieutenant Wurf?

Wurf: Yes, sir?

Captain: Give this man a vicious wedgie.

Wurf: Yes, sir!

Ensign: Hee hee. . . what?

Wurf: Come here!

Ensign: YEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWCH!!!

Captain: As I was saying, I’m going to the holodeck for a while. Computer?

Computer: Yes, Captain Sy?

Captain: Program the holodeck to simulate a 20th-century sorority house. Liberal mix of blonds and brunettes, a few redheads.

Computer: Done.

Captain walks off, humming “Love Shack” to himself.
– Sylence


If a bird doesn’t sing, I’ll wait until it sings.

  • Tokugawa Ieyasu

:::grabs goat by the horns, flips it aside:::

Damn goats. Always taking up space.

:::cannonballs into cherry Jello:::

Woohoo! You’re right, Shadowfox! Jello is much more fun! Downright exhilarating!

Alright, which one of you fine gentlemen is not too tired to join this naked real redhead covered in Jello?


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