Why is it that everywhere I go on the internet, people photoshop porn of me? And then I *never *get a cut of the proceeds?
Because the porn you actually took part in is, you know, kinda vanilla and boring.
Because it’s the internet?
There really doesn’t need to be a question mark there, RNATB.
SFG advised me on how to set up my anchor text. So my acrid semen stands to attention.
My acrid semen and Johnny Walker SALUTE!
… What?
He wants to put it inside your body.
Friggin Swede, its already OUTSIDE my body. You Friggen Swede.
She helped me out once with how to place anchor text.
Why am I the *only person *who’s not drunk posting today?
I don’t know. Why are you? Get some damn booze and get back to us.
Wait, never mind, that OP you just posted suggests you got started already.
There’s even beer in the office fridge. 
Yeah, but you know how Dave hates it when people take his shit from the fridge without asking.
I am not drunk posting. I’m naturally weird.
Actually, it’s communal beer that was purchased on my corporate card for an office party. Wait, no, I lied, it went on our office leader’s corporate card. Same dif, though. It’s free-for-all beer.
ETA@Skald:
Well why the fuck not? I don’t want to see your ass back in here until you’re rambling incoherently, mister.
Rhymers don’t get drunk. It is an offense to Athena. When you become the wise, beautiful, and at times awesomely vicious god I worship, let me know.
Goddamnit people, I was ready to come in here and proclaim that anyone who bitches about SFG has obviously never read the Warcraft thread. Chick is awesome and helpful and never bitches us out even when we ask stupid questions.
But it appears there are many defenders here, so I’ll just sod off and get my ass back to work.
Fuck Warcraft. And its little dog, too!
It happened last week. Sorry.
WoW doesn’t have dogs. Not until the expansion, anyway, so you’ve got another three and a half weeks to wait.
Furry Friday, yiff yiff yiff!
If you really want to know, which you probably don’t, that was a common phrase shouted out by the kid with Asperger’s in my college classes.
Blasphemer!
I love you too much to punish you for this, rest assured the people of Bemidji minnesota, shall suffer for your impertinence.