Absolutely unrelated to the subject at hand, but Cajun Man, in case you happen upon this thread, “sublime” does not mean “even more ridiculous.” 
I’ve tried. It didn’t work. But I think he gave me the “flirts”. :eek:
But will you touch our wieners?
No, see, that’s why I cut that part out. :smack:
No, you cut out the part where he said he wouldn’t.
I just *knew * you’d call me on this. No, I cut the whole thing out because I didn’t even want to *mention * anybody’s wiener. In any way.
Actually, the disclaimer about the wieners was unnecessary. It should be understood that if somebody doesn’t want to take a flirt any further, then the flirt shall go no further, whether anybody involved has a wiener or not.
But you just did.
You made me! Bastard.
::slaps **Aesiron ** with a cold fish::
And the hits keep rolling…
*Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
O lad I don’t know where you been but I see you won first prize *
The wiener has a first name, it’s A-E-S-I-R-O-N…
snort
Maeglin, I like your location but doesn’t that hurt?
Stop talking about cutting, when you’re in such close proximity to wieners.
Thank you.
Ahahahaha…I love that fucking song, but I can never remember the name of it. Do you mind helping me out with the name, if you know it?
Uhoh.
Guys…
I was flirting with Anaamika and Guin and… and…
I think I caught the gay.
Help!
Oh well, I guess that’s definitely no flirting with Iceland now.
The Scotsman. Seems to be a traditional tune, performed by a buncha different people.
I think I’ve been the beneficiary of a case of mistaken identity. Cool.
After reading all four (!) threads associated with that OP, I’ve got to wonder what exactly IB mean by “too late” over there. I mean, it’s not like you can transfer anal sex over the internet.
…but what if you could? I’m thinking that pretty much everybody out there would be running eight different anti-virus apps and checking for updates every day.