.........For a whore,you sure have a lot to say :wink:To post or not to post, that is the question;
Whether 'tis nobler on the board to suffer
The mudslings and barracks of outrageous fatheads,
Or to take up keypad against a sea of twassocks,
And by opposing, irritate them. To exit, to logout;
No more; and by logout to say we end
The head-ache and the thousand what-the-fucks
That mind is heir to 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To exit, to logout;
To logout, perchance to sleep. Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this message board,
Must give us pause. Where's the respect?
Who shows their vanity in such long posts?
And who would bear the quips and bores sometimes?
The depressive's blog, the loud man's cock for you,
The pangs of ill-fitting love, the cum's delay,
The insolence of orifices, and the sperm
That patient merit of much wanking takes,
When he himself might his coitus make
With a bare bottom? who would fuckers bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary wife,
But that the dread of something after LPSG,
The undiscovered life from whose bourn
No poster returns, puzzles the wit,
And makes us rather bear those members we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus complacency does make cowards of us all,
And thus the steady stream of posts
Is carried on without the aid of thought,
And this enterprise of great pricks (and lesser)
With disregard to anything beyond
Remains a main attraction.
It is a delight and a pleasure having you here.:smile:
5000 posts! Someone needs a life (j/k)
Congratulations
Not only 5000 posts, but I've never seen a thread moved to a different forum and later moved back. Congrats you belong here in Et Cetera.
Hey! Fancy Cannisters hits 5K!
I enjoy your wit. I was most impressed with the brilliant photo shop mirth you delivered on the lpsg post whore terrorist on the run thread about Sam.
You go, colleen.:biggrin1:
Hey you....yes, you with the face! :biggrin1:
Forgive my tardiness MB - I had no idea am I too late for the cake and fleshpiles???? :shocked:
ManlyB, it's been an honor and joy to interact with you on the boards and one-on-one. Your infectious sense of humour is admirable and your sex appeal...well....um....in a nutshell.....SCARY :yikes: don't pretend ya don't knows what I'm talkin' about....you don't? DAMN!
Thanks for livening up and lightening up this joint with your posts and presence - it's wonderful, as are you!
Love ya hun, congrats and keep posting! :kiss:
:flowers1::banana::hail::banana::hail::banana::hail::banana::hail::banana::hail::flowers1:
Congrats, i have always loved your wit, many of us fall short of your grace and i'm glad that you've stayed through the weathering storms, your awarness of the meak and your ways are tribute to why i stay here.
chris
Finally I can place a post here as MB is now at 5118 and 51 and 18 add up to 69.
.........For a whore,you sure have a lot to say :wink:
Bollocks you never liked me!!!
:kiss::hug::kiss::hug::kiss::hug::kiss::hug::kiss::hug::kiss:
DAMN! You caught me out!
You used to put out and now I'm suddenly like chopped liver.
WHAT THE HELL'S UP WITH THAT??!!!!!!
Methinks it's got to do with the nursery rhyme:
HICKory DICKory dock, MB went up HICK's........
okay somebody please poke out my mind's eye! :biggrin1:
I shamelessly plagiarise strictly for fun :biggrin: but thanks for the compliment.
And you too milf - and no, you're not the only e e cummings fan (well, maybe 'fan' is a bit strong for me, but he's certainly a good'un).
Don't worry. I spell poorly too.:smile:
Can I keep that poem?
Pretty please?!!
On my knees,so shall I please
you,if I dare
I don't like pubic hair!
Not as good as your but waddya' want from a cigar smokin' broad?!!
cigarbabe:saevil:
But you don't spell poorly too? You spell Poorly, poorly, surely?Don't worry. I spell poorly too.:smile:
I haveth no hemp-it's all been used.Speed what along - are we back to the hemp ropes and rafts again?
To post or not to post, that is the question;
Whether 'tis nobler on the board to suffer
The mudslings and barracks of outrageous fatheads,
Or to take up keypad against a sea of twassocks,
And by opposing, irritate them. To exit, to logout;
No more; and by logout to say we end
The head-ache and the thousand what-the-fucks
That mind is heir to — 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To exit, to logout;
To logout, perchance to sleep. Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this message board,
Must give us pause. Where's the respect?
Who shows their vanity in such long posts?
And who would bear the quips and bores sometimes?
The depressive's blog, the loud man's cock for you,
The pangs of ill-fitting love, the cum's delay,
The insolence of orifices, and the sperm
That patient merit of much wanking takes,
When he himself might his coitus make
With a bare bottom? who would fuckers bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary wife,
But that the dread of something after LPSG,
The undiscovered life from whose bourn
No poster returns, puzzles the wit,
And makes us rather bear those members we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus complacency does make cowards of us all,
And thus the steady stream of posts
Is carried on without the aid of thought,
And this enterprise of great pricks (and lesser)
With disregard to anything beyond
Remains a main attraction.
(and speed along the posting-I want to see 10000 by year's end)