Pith off.
GAH. I screwed up the coding! Noooooo!
What you consider “rough on the burro” most people consider, “Proof to lock Malacandra away for farm crimes.”
No, no. Sweetcheeks is the name of your burro. For, sadly, obvious reasons.
:rolleyes: Nearly four thousand posts and you still code like my burro.
I hate to speculate what you’ve been doing at nights to develop a lisp like that.
Malacandra. I’ll give you that one. It’s not as if you’re scoring many points on your own merits…
Bush.
Eww! No! Don’t give me one! If being labelled a homophobe is the price I have to pay for keeping your nauseating anatomy away from my rectum, it’s a price I pay gladly.
Btw, the last few posts have been a revelation. I had no idea you were such an authority on sexual practices involving warm-blooded lifeforms.
Well, you have Sweetcheeks the Burro, so of course I seem like an expert by comparison.
“Knowing more than expected” does not equate to “being an expert”, given that my expectations of you are coloured by the fact that you have to be watered twice daily and turned to face the sunlight.
And although I pride myself on my equanimity, it’s a tad galling to have my sex life criticised by someone who last scored with a woman when he was still a sperm.
Malacandra. Who you calling “coloured,” Mr. Chips?
Why are you insulting the Celebant Women of America with your references to “empty bush.” Some of us prefer our bushes to be empty, thankyouverymuch.
Cite?
My expectations, Mr Comprehensionally Challenged.
Tchoh. And I used to think a race card was something that told you the names of the horses. :smack:
[aside]This is a truly excellent thread, but I think Eve missed a perfect opportunity to call it “The Hunting of the Snark”[/aside]
I’ve no idea what “Celebant” means, but I’m sure you, for one, experience no difficulty in having your preferences met. ::barf::
Man you guys are such losers, sitting in here arguing. Outside the sun is shining, the grass is green - not that you’d know since you never drag your face away from the monitor we’re you’re having sex with a big fat plumber who claims to be that 17 YO girl you’ve been lusting after.
Perverts.
Your thoughtless comments are hurtful to agoraphobes everywhere.
And your mischaracterisation of plumbers is an insult to my brother-in-law, for a start. :mad:
Don’t kid yourself. You have to have dreams, hopes and a chance at a happy future to have expectations.
And your abuse of the apostrophe is an insult to your grammar teacher. Pervert indeed.
O la la, look at what just walked past!
How’d you–? Did you bug my computer? DID YOU BUG MY COMPUTER, ANAAMIKA?? Sick freak. Stop invading my privacy!
Malacandra. Your damn burro’s loose again. It’s getting Mellivora all excited.
I did lust after my grammar teacher. Obviously I didn’t pay attention much.
No Askia, I wasn’t talking about you. You’d be *lucky * to get a big fat plumber to lust after you, bee-yotch.
Even if I were a starving poverty-stricken leper, I’d have all of those just by not being you, juve. Being you must suck more than a crack whore two fixes short of par and a week behind on payments to her pimp.
Thanks for that mental image. Now I have to go and scrub my brain with Dettol.