I have the cheese.

[bigboy9239]

Chuckles.......I appreciate your "mercy" at the expense of my orbiting Uranus (or was it MY orbiting anus?) However, since I am now scooting across the floor, and rubbing my ass on the ground like a dog with worms, I am temporarily incapacitated.... BUUUUT,.....while I am fanning the flames on my ass like some flatulence infested high school kid, I see Slurper_LA standing at the corner of Broad and Deep St.....flashing people his red and blue "button". Once you see it, you stop to admire his handiwork (both literally and figuratively)....and become fixated at it..leaving me and your Pinay princess the time to grap the yellow orb... and make lunch....

Yes, my friend....it is, as it should be....

 

[MASSIVEPKGO_CHUCK]

Oh, BB, my desperately- in- need -of- meds- time fiend, er uh, friend. Little did you know I was only admiring the fact that slurper got the red/blue paint back on after the paint remover incident. As for his "button" well, let's just say there's a rip mark where his manhood is.

Onto business; One thing you can be certain of with my pinay princess is- she's the master of deception/double-cross(next to ME of course)Oh you didn't know that after the decoy cheese last page? Oh, mymymymy.

Anyways, she pretended to lure you in once again, at my instructions but only to wire a liquid explosive to your driver side seat where you were sitting(The DIE HARD III kind!), and frisbee throws MY cheese back to me. She jumps out, hits the button that mixes the liquid so it blows and BOS off back to me. We kiss, then I hit the neckchain button, and watch you sail into the stratosphere with the enormous explosion, and watch your ass burn to a crisp upon re-entry. We have a tank fulla liquid read for you to plunge into, but the liquid is gasoline.

I'm gonna say cause it's MY DAY OFF, and i wanna :tongue: I -HAVE -THE CHEE-ESE, I-HAVE -THE-CHEE-EESE..

 

[bigboy9239]

Cute Chuckles....but scientifically unviable...

You see, your Tagolag titwillow has a secret...she is really Beretta8 in disguise. While she tells you she has an 8 inch Beretta, she does have an 8 incher for you, but it ain't a Beretta!! As you're bending over to both pick the cheese, (and to gloat, I'm sure) he plants his seed of hate and incontinence....where else, but Uranus....and who hoo!!!<< <cue Simpsons sound effects>....you jump like a crazed Tigger on a double-double Latte espresso with a twist of Meth. Which not only amuses the crowd, but which cause security to come and put you in handcuffs and neck chains...

...and speaking of neck chains, ...unfortunately the neck chain you have on has a chink in it.....and the chink is the fact that the end of it is attached to a a Boeing 787 being tested at the local airport. The plane takes off...with you attached.. b' bye now!

Set and match to me......give my regards to the tarmac when you land, Mr Skid marks!
"Hey Hon...Do we have any CHEESE? Why yes, yes we do!! courtesy of the Chuck-miester!"... Whose "massive" package has been somewhat reduced in volume...by the extreme friction to a "missive". So Solly, GI!

 

[MASSIVEPKGO_CHUCK]

FUNNY THING BB, my pinay princess is somewhat of a practical joker, and she also has a twin brother, who volunteered to help me recover my cheese.

Unfortunately, you hooked me up to a boeing 787 that conks out before it taxies down the runway.

I cleverly cut the chain and handcuffs with my GF's engagement ring(It was supposed to be diamond, but found out it was zirconia!) and then hand off a poster of you as potential terrorist to security.
I then use my old Super curare on you, thus paralyzing you but leaving ever alert so you can watch ME make off with the cheese.
I then tow cable you to a remote controlled desert rocket car that's got you hitting oh, a quadruple surprise; C4, semtex, primacord, and nitro glycerin package strapped to a moutainside.
The moment of impact sends you into the stratosphere, past saturn's rings, and then hitting the now non planet, pluto.

Game, set, and match , plus checkmate there for yours truly there, BB. As for my package, well I don't play this cheese game without kevlar as my undies soooo, you've only forced me to replace this pair.

Well... you're NOT gonna love this(Tho I sure will!)

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutttttt-
I-HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, I-HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, AND-YOU'RE-ON- PLUTO, FREE-ZING-YOUR-ASS-OFF!!!

 

[bigboy9239]

Well hardy har har, Chuckles...
Having dealt with you and your diabolical better half before....I realized that you were up to your old shenanigans again. I have my eyes and ears open for any scewwy activities <best Elmer Fudd voice>.

Being the amateur cosmologist (ASSTRONOMER to you uninitiated) that I am.... yes, that rocket car was programmed for Pluto...but since it is not a planet anymore...the computer got a little "cornfused" (since it was manufactured in Mississippi). It began searching for Pluto...and upon finishing the research....decided that the Pluto it found was the correct one. Of course it sent me to Disney World in Florida...a decidedly warmer fate for yours truly.

As for your kevlar undies...LOL your skid marks are indeed showing....my over-medicated friend. But are you sure you're replacing them because of friction and not because you have terminal incontinence due to the exposure to C4 and Semtex, or maybe just being "scaird"? While you continue to shit your pants in technicolor....I calmly walk over and grap the "treasure that is the cheese"....and me and Pluto (the dog) head to the nearest concestion stand to eat.

Ha ha< that annoying kid from the simpsons laugh!! yep yep...cheese it is!

 

[beretta8]

Well guess what...I was working that day at the concession stand...I could smell your nasty cheese a mile away....I made you wait for 20 minutes for your order of cheese curds with ketchup....right about the time you wanted to leave, you turned away...I grabbed the cheese and hopped into my '84 Vette....bought and paid for by the concession stand...

I have the cheese!

 

[L_Lynn]

I siphoned your gas while you were working the concession stand. A mile down the road and you come to a stand still. While you are rummaging through the trunk looking for a gas can, I sneak up and steal the cheese from the front seat and faster than you can say "whamdangdiddledam" I am off and running through the woods to a small airport runway where my Sessna awaits me.

I'm in the air and I've got the cheese!

 

[nealin]

So being from the land of OZ I set loose my pack of flying monkey's to ambush you and retrieve my beloved cheese....

the cheese is mine

 

[MASSIVEPKGO_CHUCK]

Unfortunately for you, I had my flying monkey paralyzer ready for you & temporarily zap the whole fleet, thus dropping MY CHEESE. I then switched it with a dummy cheese that is filled with carnivorous red fire ants that spit venom.

I make off with my cheese in all of my BOS modes, but not stopping for just moment to hit BB with my latest curare dart surprise; triple carare, red pepper, and poison ivy that leaves him alert but can't move as the real coyotes move in.

I-HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, I-HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, AND-YOU-DO-ON'T.

 

[L_Lynn]

For a change of pace, I'm going to do something nice. I'm going to get a hotel room. I'm going to bring some toys and lube. I'm going to take Chuck there for 72 hours...

I'm walking out with the cheese.

 

[L_Lynn]

Wow! Was I THAT good that no one is going to take the cheese from me?! Did I win???

Woo-hoo! I got the chee-eese! I got the chee-eese!

 

[nealin]

While your busy patting yourself on the back and doing the "I have the cheese" dance,
I walk by and take the beloved cheese.

Now I have the cheese!

 

[MASSIVEPKGO_CHUCK]

For a change of pace, I'm going to do something nice. I'm going to get a hotel room. I'm going to bring some toys and lube. I'm going to take Chuck there for 72 hours...

I'm walking out with the cheese.

Oh, that's allright there, L Lynn- we'll share it.:wink::kiss:

Wow! Was I THAT good that no one is going to take the cheese from me?! Did I win???

Woo-hoo! I got the chee-eese! I got the chee-eese!

Buuuuut, while you were in front of me with your panties down, I buggered you good & fast, and you orgasm so hard you lose grip of OUR cheese. and I hold onto for safe keeping/ good luck

While your busy patting yourself on the back and doing the "I have the cheese" dance,
I walk by and take the beloved cheese.

Now I have the cheese!

But I seen you making off with me & my woman's obscanded cheddar, and WALLOP you over the back of the noggin with my frying pan which I was gonna use to make me & Lynn either some cheese burgers/steak sandwiches/ grilled cheese sandwiches. I then use my famous curare dart with red pepper & poison ivy.
So, kiddies, you know what this means-
I -HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, I HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, AND-I'M-GONNA- SHARE-IT-WITH-LLYNN.

 

[deleted3782]

I leap out from under the table of Massive and LLynn's cheesefest dinner, swipe the cheese from their forks, press it all together back to its original form, dodge through airport security, leap on a random departing flight, and head off to...Tahiti.

Now, I have the cheese (along with an American all-points bulletin for my security breach).

 

[MASSIVEPKGO_CHUCK]

As you take off the runway, you see seven big army apache choppers armed to the teeth and order you to circle around to make an emergency landing. I rush in with my BOS(Burst of Speed), drag you back out onto the tarmac, and spray you with my triple curare, poison ivy, and red pepper that leaves you alert, itchy and sore. I take back my cheese and Burst of speed outta there to meet Lynn in parts unknown.

Sooooo,

I-HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, I -HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, AND-YOU-DON-ON'T, BUTYOU'REITCHYAND SO-ORE.

 

[nealin]

Little did you know as the plane was tunring around that exwhyzee gave ME the cheese. The cheese that you took from him was some nasty old airplane cheese.
Now I am gone and so is the beloved cheese........

 

[deleted3782]

Though you hold a perfectly shaped wedge of cheese, I notice a suspiciously large bulge in your jeans. Suspicious that you have a proxycheese...I call up my good friend, Adam Lambert, and tell him to take note of your crotch. Adam goes bananas and flirts wild with you, and you succumb to his wiley ways. He unbuttons your jeans, only to find the sacred original cheese wedged into your boxer briefs. Before he can say "what the fu..." I swipe the cheese out of his fingers and leap onto my Ducati Superbike, and zip down the interstate in a blur...

*I stroke the cheese. Alone at last, my love.*

 

[517078]

I shoot your head off with a crosbow


now I have the cheese

 

[MASSIVEPKGO_CHUCK]

Little did you know as the plane was tunring around that exwhyzee gave ME the cheese. The cheese that you took from him was some nasty old airplane cheese.
Now I am gone and so is the beloved cheese........

Ah, I do so love the art of double-crossing- it's like OJ in the morning.
Anyhoo's, I planned on someone attempting to obscond MY CHEESE, so like always, I set up dummy cheeses made of C-4, semtex, and primacord for the string. You grabbed it too fast, and as you hit the tarmac running, you trip the deadman's switch I so carefully rigged to it(Oh, BTW, it isn't BB's WB deadman's switch where you hafta be a deadman to use it either, so no good!) and set off an explosion that Wile E. Coyote'd piss his pants laughing at. Ah! But you thought that just blowing you up was gonna satisfy my thirst for stealing my cheese, well, apparently you aren't gonna be happy after you've found the entrails sprayed with roadrunner scent(the real one!) that are now glued to you, and here comes old Wile E.

Though you hold a perfectly shaped wedge of cheese, I notice a suspiciously large bulge in your jeans. Suspicious that you have a proxycheese...I call up my good friend, Adam Lambert, and tell him to take note of your crotch. Adam goes bananas and flirts wild with you, and you succumb to his wiley ways. He unbuttons your jeans, only to find the sacred original cheese wedged into your boxer briefs. Before he can say "what the fu..." I swipe the cheese out of his fingers and leap onto my Ducati Superbike, and zip down the interstate in a blur...

*I stroke the cheese. Alone at last, my love.*

Only problem is- that's another dummy cheese which I had rigged so that QUEEN music will be played if it's groped with, and will detonate if he belts out bohemian rhapsody. Adam, unable to restrain himself from singing, belt's it out while you thiink you have the cheese, it explodes, and your both covered in one of my curare/poison ivy/redpepper sprays

I-HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, I-HAVE-THE-CHEE-EESE, AND-YOU-ALL-ARE-ITCHY, SORE-AND-CAN'T-MOO-OVE!

I've decided that I wanna reconcile with my pinay princess and meet her someplace discreet to share MY CHEESE.

 

[MASSIVEPKGO_CHUCK]

I shoot your head off with a crosbow


now I have the cheese

pssst! Guess the news :nutkick: I've just made you piss cherry wine for a week, and have MY CHEESE back. Later!
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