Quotes, OhDope
Friday, October 26[sup]th[/sup], Pre-Dope[ul]
[li]Quix: Swan Lake![/li][li]Quix: When do we get our Moderator Margaritas?[/li]Unclebeer: Whenever I get around to squeezing more limes.
[li]Quix to Dyno: Are you flirting with me?[/li][li]overheard while ordering pizza- Porc is not on the pizza…tonight.[/li][li]Saph with tiggy across her lap**: I’m all about the draping.[/li][li]Porc: think got rid of his dangly bits. [my uvula, that is][/li][li]thinksnow: I tea-bagged him fer Chissakes! We get along fine.[/li][li]think to Quix: You were the one masturbating Nymy’s shoes, right?[/li][li]MissCreant: …so I’m not allowed to come to his Hallowe’en party unless I come as a superhero.[/li]saph: You could come as Kick-that-bitches-ass Girl.
[li]thinksnow: It’s cold![/li]tiglon:Well, if you’d close your back door…
[li]MissCreant: What’s G.D.?[/li]<UncleBeer attempts to moderate the young’uns.>
[li]MissC: Well, I put my self-respect up for sale.[/li]<think and** UB** pull out their wallets>
[li]SamClem: So…you out-assholed them?[/li]think: Well…yeah.
[li]Dyno to Saph: Did you say “Jizm-trial?”[/li][li]MC: Oh, I’m sorry, are these your clothes?[/li][li]think: I can’t do it anymore, I’m missing parts.[/li][li]Quix: Did you just confuse me with Monster[104]?[/li]think:Well, you’re both tall…and goofy-looking.
[li]saphy: My mom’s this itsy-bitsy tiny Sicilian woman.[/li]think: Sweet!
saph: Don’t talk about my mom that way!
think: No! I…er…she’s Sicilian, I’m Calabrase!…uh… <stammer>
[li]Quix: What kind of law does [MissCs sister] practice?[/li]saph: Kick-ass law!
[li]Porc: His high-anus? Oh, hiatus.[/li][li]MissCreant: If I weren’t Jewish, I’d be going to Hell.[/li]Dyno: It’s a special kind of Hell where everything is retail.
[li]UncleBeer: [Moderator Shotgun Loaded][/li]Fuck you all.
[Moderator Shotgun Unloaded]
[li]Quix: Kristen – stop smelling the bottle.[/li][li]saph: I thought he was a dork until I found out he was a chemist.[/li]think: ”Until you found out?!”
[li]Dyno and think: Jjaegermeister was a bullfrog…[/li]UB: What the fuck was that?! That’s just wrong.
[li]Porc: …and MaxTorque suggested, as an addition to my ensemble, a large Jesus Dildo.[/li]Dyno: Of course it’s large! It’s Jesus![/ul]
Saturday, October 27[sup]th[/sup], OhDope[ul]
[li]think: If you don’t stop tugging on it, it’s going to break![/li][li]Juniper: Someone getting killed at a DopeFest would be so cool![/li][li]Quix (to thinks): I can smell the Stroh.[/li][li]Sophie about MissCreant: I can tape her boobs together.[/li][li]Sophies thoughts on her glowing mouthpiece: ack ick blech[/li][li]Superdude: Everyone has their pants on![/li]tiggy: I’m not wearing pants.
think: Neither am I…duh.
[li]Superdude: What’s your name?[/li]Death: Greg.
Well, I can’t be afraid of Death now, his name is “Greg!”
[li]Superdude lifts Deaths gown: Okay, so Death is not Scottish [or going “regimental.”][/li][li]think: Do whatever you want, it’s your ham.[/li][li]Juniper: Vampire killing shouldn’t be easy.[/li][li]SamClem to Tevya: Can I squeeze it next?[/li][li]Dyno: I like it when they all spread out.[/li][li]Dyno: You know, that was my goal**: to be someones bitch by the end of the night. (and he was**: Sophies)[/li][li]saph: That’s a nice slit, [Porc].[/li][li]saph to Quix: Let’s just put it in the pocket.[/li][li]tiggy to UB: I don’t want to have to KICK A MOD’S ASS!!![/li][li]Juniper while watching Anamorphic’s movie (Hate* : a comedy): This is fucked right the hell up![/li][li]thinksnow: To sum it up*: Fuck you allllllllllllll.[/li][li]tevya to think: You’ve been asking for it all night in that sexy little skirt of yours.[/li][li]Shib (aka**: DEATH): Don’t talk innuendo to a man in a skirt.[/li][li]Sophie: Girl, you’ve got to get on top. That’s all I’ve got to say about that.[/li][li]Medea: Don’t poke in the bottom.[/li][li]think to Dyno: Back up, crazy![/li][li]Quix: Any sex involving a helicopter is good for me.[/li][li]tiglon: Some day you’ll meet a girl.[/li]Juniper: Let her be on top!
[li]Sophie: I don’t know their full names, but…[/li][li]Quix to Saph: You slept with Gallagher? Lucky bitch![/li][li]sapphire bullet: Yeah, palm that wood.[/li][li]Quix to Dyno: You will not escape my tongue.[/li][li]Quix: I would have fucked boitoi![/li][li]Quix to Shib: I like you and all, but you’re a fuckin’ asshole.[/li][li]Juniper: Houston, we have tequila.[/li][li]thinksnow: I’m not from Kentucky, you fuck face.[/ul][/li]Sunday, October 28[sup]th[/sup], OhDope After-hours (adult Jenga) at thinksnows[list]
[li]Juniper to Quix: Stop! You’re going to choke her![/li][li]saph: Just continue with your game. I’m fighting with my clothing.[/li]Dyno: And your losing is the worst part!
[li]Quix: Oh no! My tits![/li][li]Quix: (laughing) Oh, I’m sorry. Just something funny in my head.[/li][li]Quix: Well fuck my ass raw![/li][li]saph: I’m leaving![/li]Quix: I drove. QED and shit.
[li]Medea’s Child: Ooooh, that’s a long one. Thank you![/li][li]Dyno: I could have refugee camps all over my body and I wouldn’t notice.[/li][li]Shib: Explain the part about rolling your tongue in three places again.[/li][li]Quix: Yeah, I did chip my tooth…I went down on it.[/li][li]Quix: The shits get punished in this game.[/li]<Exodus to the tub>
[li]saph: What the fuck am I putting in my mouth? Nice to meet you, by the way,[/li][li]think: Oh…that’s kinda hairy, actually.[/li][li]Juniper: Fuck Yanni![/li][li]Juniper: I hate “jam-bands” more than I hate fascism. :D[/li][li]thinksnow: When you’re licking someones lips and there is hair in the way…[/li][li]Medea: I’ve never been good at this subtle shit.[/li][li]Dyno (re: Silo): Just because you hate him doesn’t mean you haven’t slept with him.[/li][li]Medea: Fluid or French?[/li][li]Medea: And I will let you do that as long as you will…[/li]<Quix is Hef!>
think: Next year I’m coming as Quix!