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rhymegirl
04-11-2006, 02:47 PM
(If you've never done this before, the idea is to add just 3 words to the developing story for your turn.)


She stabbed him!

rhymegirl
04-11-2006, 03:03 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit

Jaycinth
04-11-2006, 07:01 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth.

Writer2011
04-11-2006, 07:09 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly.

Sarita
04-11-2006, 07:18 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to

Sury
04-11-2006, 07:26 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim.

Julie Worth
04-11-2006, 07:27 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victum. The video camera

Sarita
04-11-2006, 07:31 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victum. The video camera in the corner

jenngreenleaf
04-11-2006, 07:35 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victum. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly

Sury
04-11-2006, 08:02 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her

Anya Smith
04-11-2006, 08:10 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always his the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next wictim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

rhymegirl
04-11-2006, 10:20 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!"

sacredmime
04-12-2006, 05:43 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing

Sury
04-12-2006, 07:31 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided

Sage
04-12-2006, 08:15 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how

Godfather
04-12-2006, 12:33 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act

Sury
04-12-2006, 06:03 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped

jenngreenleaf
04-12-2006, 06:05 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees

Jaycinth
04-12-2006, 07:52 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

Sury
04-12-2006, 08:14 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?"

Paint
04-13-2006, 01:25 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her

eldragon
04-13-2006, 03:03 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a

Sury
04-13-2006, 08:00 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found

Godfather
04-13-2006, 02:13 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat dioreha on

Jaycinth
04-13-2006, 07:01 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat dioreha on bags of cocaine

Sury
04-13-2006, 07:33 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat dioreha on bags of cocaine. She could hardly

sacredmime
04-13-2006, 08:14 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat dioreha on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when

Paint
04-14-2006, 01:03 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat dioreha on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

rhymegirl
04-14-2006, 01:58 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.

janetbellinger
04-14-2006, 03:18 AM
[QUOTE=rhymegirl]She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke.

Annabella
04-14-2006, 04:43 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what

Sury
04-14-2006, 07:37 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would

T G McKenna
04-14-2006, 09:02 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her

Jaycinth
04-14-2006, 07:29 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas.

Godfather
04-14-2006, 08:06 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

electric.avenue
04-14-2006, 08:27 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss

sacredmime
04-14-2006, 08:31 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy

Jaycinth
04-14-2006, 08:57 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas

electric.avenue
04-14-2006, 09:01 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However

Godfather
04-14-2006, 09:26 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned

electric.avenue
04-14-2006, 10:12 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned her whenever he

Sury
04-14-2006, 10:16 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperate

Ganesha
04-17-2006, 05:33 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry she

Sury
04-17-2006, 08:33 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed

Godfather
04-17-2006, 01:50 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting

Ganesha
04-17-2006, 04:29 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds
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Godfather
04-17-2006, 05:31 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry

jenngreenleaf
04-17-2006, 05:43 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the

Godfather
04-17-2006, 05:49 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug

Jaycinth
04-17-2006, 06:25 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking

Sury
04-17-2006, 07:49 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles

Godfather
04-17-2006, 08:07 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea

rhymegirl
04-18-2006, 01:22 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the

jenngreenleaf
04-18-2006, 01:56 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green

Annabella
04-18-2006, 02:45 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She

The Commatose Kidd
04-18-2006, 06:04 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes

Ganesha
04-18-2006, 06:21 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint

The Commatose Kidd
04-18-2006, 06:41 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

Sury
04-18-2006, 08:19 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"

The Commatose Kidd
04-18-2006, 08:41 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"

Ganesha
04-18-2006, 04:20 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."

Godfather
04-18-2006, 04:46 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore"

Ganesha
04-18-2006, 05:32 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."

The Commatose Kidd
04-18-2006, 06:55 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

Sury
04-18-2006, 07:57 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

He growled at

Godfather
04-18-2006, 08:28 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma

The Commatose Kidd
04-19-2006, 01:01 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering

Ganesha
04-19-2006, 07:33 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be
__________________

Sury
04-19-2006, 08:40 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins

Godfather
04-19-2006, 01:39 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy

jenngreenleaf
04-19-2006, 03:26 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer

Annabella
04-19-2006, 03:29 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine

Sury
04-19-2006, 07:44 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.
__________________

Jaycinth
04-19-2006, 08:17 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus

Paint
04-19-2006, 09:44 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint

Ganesha
04-20-2006, 07:45 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and

tiffsmom08
04-20-2006, 08:35 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly
__________________

Sury
04-20-2006, 09:57 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping

Godfather
04-20-2006, 12:33 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although

Jaycinth
04-20-2006, 07:22 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Ganesha
04-20-2006, 07:45 PM
he stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.
Her magical powers

Sury
04-20-2006, 08:02 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work

Paint
04-20-2006, 09:30 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra

Cheryll
04-20-2006, 10:30 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD.

Jaycinth
04-20-2006, 11:02 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry
__________________

Annabella
04-21-2006, 02:32 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the

Melisande
04-21-2006, 03:07 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell

Ganesha
04-21-2006, 06:07 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her

Ganesha
04-21-2006, 04:25 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into

Jaycinth
04-21-2006, 06:23 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Paint
04-21-2006, 08:08 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out

Ganesha
04-22-2006, 05:26 AM
he stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under

tiffsmom08
04-22-2006, 07:32 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches
__________________

sacredmime
04-22-2006, 08:21 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like

Paint
04-22-2006, 07:04 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in

Melisande
04-22-2006, 07:26 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell,

Ganesha
04-23-2006, 05:38 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she

tiffsmom08
04-23-2006, 08:49 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself

Ganesha
04-23-2006, 09:08 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her

Haggis
04-23-2006, 09:50 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with

Ganesha
04-24-2006, 01:15 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange

Ganesha
04-24-2006, 10:44 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind

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tiffsmom08
04-25-2006, 08:23 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat

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Ganesha
04-26-2006, 04:47 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects

tiffsmom08
04-27-2006, 08:44 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards

Jaycinth
04-27-2006, 06:09 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings

tiffsmom08
04-29-2006, 07:39 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she
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Haggis
04-29-2006, 05:32 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her

Natasya
04-30-2006, 11:26 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden

Haggis
04-30-2006, 06:56 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago.

Natasya
05-01-2006, 12:58 AM
(LOL! sorry - somewhere near Chicago! *grin*)

Ganesha
05-01-2006, 07:45 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan

Melisande
05-01-2006, 07:40 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise.

Haggis
05-01-2006, 07:51 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't

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Jaycinth
05-01-2006, 08:04 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk,

Ganesha
05-02-2006, 01:21 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered

Haggis
05-02-2006, 05:33 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means,

Ganesha
05-03-2006, 01:19 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means...tired and eating,

Jaycinth
05-03-2006, 08:53 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long

Haggis
05-03-2006, 09:14 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly

Ganesha
05-03-2006, 11:49 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes

Jaycinth
05-04-2006, 06:57 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized

Ganesha
05-05-2006, 07:02 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos

Ganesha
05-09-2006, 06:31 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos minced many millions

Jaycinth
05-09-2006, 05:22 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers,

Haggis
05-10-2006, 07:58 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice

Jaycinth
05-10-2006, 08:45 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered

Melisande
05-10-2006, 09:34 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage

Haggis
05-10-2006, 10:09 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

__________________

Ganesha
05-12-2006, 01:07 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged

Haggis
05-12-2006, 01:09 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns

Ganesha
05-12-2006, 01:22 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No!"

Taurus Rising
05-16-2006, 11:52 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!"

Ganesha
05-21-2006, 06:54 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Haggis
05-21-2006, 07:01 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens

Serenity
05-22-2006, 12:36 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began

Ganesha
05-22-2006, 11:46 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying

Taurus Rising
05-23-2006, 09:41 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind,

Jaycinth
05-23-2006, 05:55 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

Ganesha
05-24-2006, 12:48 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"
One alien bent

Cheryll
07-02-2006, 08:30 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"
One alien bent a wire coathanger

Cheryll
07-02-2006, 08:39 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server.
Jenna burst into

Ganesha
07-03-2006, 07:24 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server.
Jenna burst into a spontaneous song

Rob-rite
07-04-2006, 02:24 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about

Ganesha
07-05-2006, 03:43 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed it's toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around

FreeStyle
07-07-2006, 11:07 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found under the sandwiches.

Ganesha
07-15-2006, 12:09 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found under the sandwiches.
"Peanutbutter and mayo

Elizabeth Slick
07-15-2006, 04:44 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found under the sandwiches.
"Peanutbutter and mayo." She turned away.

rhymegirl
07-16-2006, 08:06 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray.

(EDIT: I see this 3-word post I started makes absolutely no sense. Hee hee.)

Rob-rite
07-17-2006, 01:18 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango.

persiphone_hellecat
07-21-2006, 02:36 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself

Tre
07-24-2006, 08:00 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

persiphone_hellecat
07-24-2006, 08:32 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, a

Tre
07-25-2006, 12:38 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered

persiphone_hellecat
07-25-2006, 03:04 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly

Tre
07-25-2006, 05:58 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular.

persiphone_hellecat
07-25-2006, 06:01 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly
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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled

Tre
07-25-2006, 06:19 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step.

persiphone_hellecat
07-25-2006, 06:25 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth

Tre
07-25-2006, 06:40 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

persiphone_hellecat
07-25-2006, 06:51 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and

Rob-rite
07-25-2006, 07:08 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous

persiphone_hellecat
07-25-2006, 07:17 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, ' You cannot

Tre
07-25-2006, 01:22 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit

hjwilde
07-25-2006, 04:02 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves

Tre
07-25-2006, 11:02 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously.

davids
07-26-2006, 12:12 AM
Jenna wrinkled her

persiphone_hellecat
07-26-2006, 01:10 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted

Tre
07-26-2006, 05:02 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled.

persiphone_hellecat
07-26-2006, 05:04 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted

Tre
07-26-2006, 05:25 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney.

persiphone_hellecat
07-26-2006, 06:26 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and

Tre
07-26-2006, 11:46 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and spitting out feathers

hjwilde
07-26-2006, 03:53 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and

persiphone_hellecat
07-26-2006, 10:39 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin

Tre
07-27-2006, 12:56 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised.

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 01:27 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

Tre
07-27-2006, 03:06 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?"

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 06:18 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier

Tre
07-27-2006, 07:31 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 07:36 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop

Tre
07-27-2006, 07:41 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 07:44 AM
#185
Tre
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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's

Tre
07-27-2006, 08:21 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 08:31 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded

Tre
07-27-2006, 08:46 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 09:00 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope

Tre
07-27-2006, 09:02 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically!

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 09:05 AM
Bite me!

Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: In the mountains of sand and ice
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Tre is on a distinguished road

She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed

Tre
07-27-2006, 09:16 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 09:19 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on

Tre
07-27-2006, 09:39 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of cocaine

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 09:40 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips

Tre
07-27-2006, 09:47 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 09:56 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole

Tre
07-27-2006, 10:02 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 10:08 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals!

Tre
07-27-2006, 10:19 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 10:41 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney

Tre
07-27-2006, 10:51 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 11:07 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently

Tre
07-27-2006, 12:00 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped

hjwilde
07-27-2006, 04:05 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly

Tre
07-27-2006, 08:52 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright

persiphone_hellecat
07-27-2006, 10:48 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed

MizzVyxen
07-28-2006, 01:57 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 02:00 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue

Tre
07-28-2006, 03:36 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 03:38 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of

MizzVyxen
07-28-2006, 03:45 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas.

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 03:47 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly

MizzVyxen
07-28-2006, 03:51 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly and took his

Tre
07-28-2006, 03:51 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn)

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 04:09 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly and took his
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Tre
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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray

Tre
07-28-2006, 04:13 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 04:20 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper

Tre
07-28-2006, 04:22 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 04:38 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots

Tre
07-28-2006, 05:39 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!"

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 05:42 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically

Tre
07-28-2006, 05:45 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 06:08 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors

Tre
07-28-2006, 07:01 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 07:43 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions

hjwilde
07-28-2006, 03:41 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more

persiphone_hellecat
07-28-2006, 08:47 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna,

Tre
07-28-2006, 10:38 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the

MizzVyxen
07-28-2006, 11:55 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 03:00 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the

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MizzVyxen
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She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph"

Tre
07-29-2006, 05:22 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 05:26 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed

Tre
07-29-2006, 05:30 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 05:32 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor

Tre
07-29-2006, 05:38 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 05:40 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo

Tre
07-29-2006, 05:43 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 05:44 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively

Tre
07-29-2006, 05:47 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 05:49 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed

Tre
07-29-2006, 05:53 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 05:56 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently

Tre
07-29-2006, 06:05 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 06:18 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel

Tre
07-29-2006, 06:21 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel, and his mustache

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 06:25 AM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel, and his mustache instantly turned white

Tre
07-29-2006, 12:32 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel, and his mustache instantly turned white, like Santa's only

persiphone_hellecat
07-29-2006, 11:57 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel, and his mustache instantly turned white, like Santa's only wife Mrs. Claus

hjwilde
07-30-2006, 03:59 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel, and his mustache instantly turned white, like Santa's only wife Mrs. Claus. "What are you

MizzVyxen
07-30-2006, 09:32 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel, and his mustache instantly turned white, like Santa's only wife Mrs. Claus. "What are you doing with that

Tre
07-30-2006, 11:15 PM
She stabbed him! He deserved it. He always hit the smile right between the teeth. She smiled wickedly and turned to her next victim. The video camera in the corner was perched perfectly to record her pulling a gun.

"Oh my God!" she said, realizing her mistake. Undecided as to how she should act, she just dropped to her knees, crushing the sandwiches.

"Goodness, what's this?" Wiping off her knees with a leaf she found cat diarrhea on bags of cocaine. She could hardly kill someone when she was high.

"Damn!" she said.
The dam broke. She wondered what the boss would think of her psycho, warped ideas, were she naked.

But her boss was too busy auctioning off alpacas on eBay. However, he still lampooned clumsy subordinates. Desperately hungry, she gulped a crushed, mouldy apple, vomitting up black seeds and nuclear weaponry all over the brand new rug.

Lightning struck, shaking the sub-atomic particles of cat diarrhea all over the orange and green shag carpet. She rolled her eyes and a joint and a drunk.

"This tastes terrible!"
"Give me more!"
"Give me cake..."
"I, cake whore and you Tarzan..."
"I miss cheeta..."

She growled at her ugly puma, with it's festering need to be fed with pumpkins and week-old gravy, while moving closer to the vine with a spear.

A new Lexus, with jungle paint sighed heavly and took off quickly. She stood gaping and topless, although wealthy beyond imagination.

Her magical powers failed to work without her bra - size 44 DD. Walking away angry and battling the brastraps from hell she spilled her bra cup into a large tote.

Shots rang out, she ducked under the golden arches that glowed like a beacon in the night. "Hell, next stop," she proclaimed to herself, while scratching her eyes out with great ease, strange she thought.
Blind as a bat and eating insects, she fell backwards spreading her wings screaming as she reached for her little syringe hidden somewhere near Chicago. Under Lake Michigan to be precise. Unfortunately, she couldn't walk the walk, she was snackered, whatever that means.

Tired and eating a foot long gerbil, she absentmindedly kissed its toes.

Max Marvelous materialized many manly mangos; minced many millions of offending ostracizers, and masticated mice. Mystified, Max meandered through the garbage, mollifying mutant magicians.

Nefertiti Nurfguts nudged ninety-nine nuns necking nervously. "No! Never - ever - again!" she repeated again.

Meanwhile, space aliens crashed and began kneeling and praying. "Mother of Hivemind, help habituate humans!"

One alien bent a wire coathanger around the AW server. Jenna burst into a spontaneous song and dance about midnight. Turning around she saw Ray doing the tango. All by himself, toasted on peyote.

Behind him, an antique spectroscope teetered. Jenna screamed loudly shattering Ray's monocular. "Dammit," Ray growled, missing a step. "What on earth brought that about?"

Jenna shrugged and uttered those famous words, 'You cannot catch a rabbit with lace gloves."

Ray farted surreptitiously. Jenna wrinkled her nose and fainted. Ray's eyes rolled as he lifted Jenna off Sidney. Sidney groaned and, spitting out feathers, jumped up and kneed Sidney's groin. Automasochism, Ray surmised. ***** thought Sidney.

"Where's the wine?" the blind sommelier muttered while waving a leather crop. His seeing-eye dog tripped on Sidney's artificial leg and the alpacas stampeded wild-eyed and frothing knocking the spectroscope, shattering it fantastically! The nuns prayed for raw meat while kneeling on bags of crumbled potato chips.

"Pass the dip," they cried. "Ole Cristo por favor! Bring us victuals! y mucho vino!

Jenna and Sidney grabbed the sommelier shaking him violently. A bottle dropped and then oddly returned itself upright "Witch"! nuns screamed
as blood oozed from the statue of his Lordship, Dracula Prince of the Alpacas. Jenna turned suddenly (as if it was a novel way to turn) and bit Ray near his tattoo of Alice Cooper wearing a thong and stiletto boots.

"Again, again, again!" Ray moaned masochistically, the stiletto enlarging as Jenna's incisors tickled the edge of tattooed nether-regions.

"Just once more," Ray begged. "Jenna, hand me the Pepto, I feel ready to "ralph".

Ralph's ears perked and he sashayed across the parquet wine cellar floor. Winking at Ray's Alice Cooper tattoo, which winked back. Jenna drooled seductively, batting her eyelashes and Sidney flashed an alpaca sporran. Ralph protested vehemently gesticulating with his bottle of muscatel, and his mustache instantly turned white, like Santa's only wife Mrs. Claus. "What are you doing with that? No! Stop!! Don't!!!