Tell it to Robot Arm, the rich bastard. As for me, I gave at the office.
How dare you make a remark insulting us kows? We have feelings, too, you ignorant bovine-basher.
And you think that your charity makes you something special, don’t you? Arrogant bastard.
Giving them money and canned goods just encourages them to rebuild in a hurricane-prone area, and we’ll be going through the same thing 20 years down the road, only it’ll cost us all a lot more.
My cat got into my bed last night and curled up against me and purred.
Yeah, and the check is in the mail, right? God, way to use the oldest excuse in the books. Look, if you don’t want to give money to people whose whole lives are gone, at least have the balls to say so, you selfish pr*ck.
SEX!!
Yeah, that sounds healthy. :rolleyes: Having a cow fat and porkchop smoothie with a turd on top for dessert?
So, Anaamika, how you doin’? 
Nasty smelly cats. Can’t believe you like those things…you probably let it wander all over the neighborhood, too, killing small animals and birds! :mad:
JOHNT IS A BIG FAT POOPYHEAD. SO THERE. BEAT THAT, JERK.
I hope you didn’t have the cat declawed—you might as well rip its ears off slowly with pliers, you unfeeling, selfish oaf.
This is a family site, so tales of your bestial experiences are not amusing.
Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up in her own thread again. You’re the one who started this sh*t-storm, and I was starting to wonder if you’d ever show your face here again. Oh, I see you’ve already posted 5 times. Well, in that case, I think you’ve made your case and now it’s just a matter of a dead horse. So stop pounding it.
My poor little dog has fleas.
Thanks for reminding me some bastard’s making a fortune on my life story while I’m reduced to picking up nickels in the street.
I have to say that this is the funniest thread I’ve read in a while.
Yeah, you’d expect comments like that, wouldn’t you, Eve? I bet you just sit at home and think of ways for the SD community to build a new shrine to you…whatever. Then you bring up rediculous things like flowers, puppies, and earrings. Don’t you know that we’re all going to DIE. That’s right…why bother with this meaningless tripe when death could come knocking at any moment. There he is, Death, lurking around all our corners, and you have the audacity to try and push your ego-boosting self promotion on us, and try and use FLOWERS and PUPPIES to do it too…the lowest of the low.
I was wondering when the perverts were going to show up.
I’m going to say this calmly, if I can. There may be children reading this thread. Please keep all remarks referring to the sordid entwining of private parts in their proper places. Not here.
Goddamn! What a prude! Look, it’s not my problem if parents can’t handle their kdis…I’ll talk about sex if and when I want!
Your private parts entwine? :eek:
You sick bastard.
$50 says that place ain’t your bed.
Gaw dammit, go tune your freakin’ ukulele somewhere else, willya?
There’s enough sex in society already! Sex this and sex that! I bet if you talk about it you must also dress the part, eh? With your little glittery tube top and hot pants? Don’t deny it, I know your kind, sleazebot.
I found a four-leaf clover!
:rolleyes: Following old-fasioned superstitions are we? No better way to ring in the new! If you could drag your mind even to last century, you’d know we don’t need such stupid customs.