Scouries/GrandPoohBah/DoucheBagarinno

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

Cue the popcorn.

For someone who can't take the time, you always take the time to be here, whenever I'm around.

I see you write what you don't mean. You have a habit of doing that, don't you?

Are you that captivated by me that you don't want to miss reading anything that I write?

I'm flattered, but bored with your admiration.

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

Is it the glow-in-the-dark kind or just envious green?

I see, just by my appearance, the party has already started.

"Cue the lights. Cue the music. Push the big, red button and bring on the dancing girls, Scouries."

 

[where]

Thank you so much for saying that about my writing. I appreciate the comment, but I really am not looking to be published. I'm just having fun writing what I want and went I want to write it.

silly man. I wasn't talking about your writing there! I doubt you or your creepy mate jim could ever get anything other than vanity published.

this is what I said about your stuff.

I have read a few actually and whilst not really my thing, I didn't think they were awful.

as I recall, you were bitching about people giving your stuff low scores. I could see why, though I chose not to vote.

 

[Many Feathers]

Hey.......

I'm taking names. Don't think for one second that I'm not.

Trust me, you don't want to be on this list.

"Yeah!"

And the list gives immediate urgency to those with the most posts. I know who you are. I know where you live. I know all your dirty, little secrets.

"And you thought you were safe posting here. You thought this was just a fun thread, didn't you? You werre wrong."

You underestimate me and the power of Literotica's Wizard.

Go ahead, taunt me, tease me (with a feather), and make me the fool that you think I am.

It won't be long now when your cock shrivels and you can no longer get it up. It won't be long when your pussy drys up and you never want another man, woman, or animal.

"Oh, that's already happened to you? Well, that's what you get for tangling with me. Best you leave now, before I'm bored with you. You don't want to see my dark side."

No one's tickling anyone with me unless I give them permission.

Just sayin........

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

silly man. I wasn't talking about your writing there! I doubt you or your creepy mate jim could ever get anything other than vanity published.

this is what I said about your stuff.



as I recall, you were bitching about people giving your stuff low scores. I could see why, though I chose not to vote.

"Louie, write his name on the list, K-y-b-e-l-e with 36,367 posts. We just caught ourselves another big fish. It won't be long now. The whales will be by soon."

For your information, Mate, along with your hair, I see my sarcasm was lost on you. It went a bit over your head.

Now, in case you haven't noticed, this is a porn site and not a literary review board. Perhaps you could write for Eton. I see, you do already. Well, good for you, pip, pip, and all that rubbish. Cheerio!

This is what I think, mate. Your jealousy is showing, along with your wife's slip.

Tell me, how long have you been wearing women's clothes? Now, there's nothing wrong with that, but it's just a bit weird for a grown man to insult me, while wearing a bra and a wig.

You could have at least shaved off your mustache, which would have helped suspend my sense of disbelief, kind of, a little bit, not really, well, not at all.

You didn't even shave your legs, did you. Eww. Gross.

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

No one's tickling anyone with me unless I give them permission.

Just sayin........

Sorry, Chief. My apologies.

Perhaps, we could smoke a peace pipe later.

By the way, I have a few dollars and some Chuckie Cheese tokens, if you have any land for sale. I'm hoping to start a casino.

Maybe you can manage it for me. We'll split the profits, one for me and two for you, two for you and four for me...

 

[TxRad]

Poor Freddie, he still don't have a clue.

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

Poor Freddie, he still don't have a clue.

I see you still have time for the tired, old one liners.

Well, my time for you is over.

Bye

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

"Louie? What are you doing? Cross Many Feathers' name off the list. He's my friend. He's the one who sold me Cloudy."

"Which is why I wrote his name on the list, boss."

"True, point well taken. She has been a handful in more than one way. Still, I can still get a lot of wampum for her. I don't want his name on the list with the others."

 

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"Louie, write his name on the list, K-y-b-e-l-e with 36,367 posts. We just caught ourselves another big fish. It won't be long now. The whales will be by soon."

For your information, Mate, along with your hair, I see my sarcasm was lost on you. It went a bit over your head.

Now, in case you haven't noticed, this is a porn site and not a literary review board. Perhaps you could write for Eton. I see, you do already. Well, good for you, pip, pip, and all that rubbish. Cheerio!

This is what I think, mate. Your jealousy is showing, along with your wife's slip.

Tell me, how long have you been wearing women's clothes? Now, there's nothing wrong with that, but it's just a bit weird for a grown man to insult me, while wearing a bra and a wig.

You could have at least shaved off your mustache, which would have helped suspend my sense of disbelief, kind of, a little bit, not really, well, not at all.

You didn't even shave your legs, did you. Eww. Gross.

the wig and the 'tache just pull the real men in who then beg to be bent over my table as I slip an unlubed 12" into them. if you ask nicely, I'll do you too.

 

[TxRad]

This thread has never been about you Freddie. That is unless your name is DoucheBagarinno.

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

the wig and the 'tache just pull the real men in who then beg to be bent over my table as I slip an unlubed 12" into them. if you ask nicely, I'll do you too.

Now that you made a mess of the King's English, maybe you could write what you wrote in the proper Queen's English, so that I can understand what the Hell you wrote...mate."

And after writing that garble, how you have the nerve to bash anyone's writing is beyond me.

You are rather illiterate, aren't you?

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

This thread has never been about you Freddie. That is unless your name is DoucheBagarinno.

I must admit, you are rather good at stating the obvious.

Tell me, how many fingers am I holding up?

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

This thread has never been about you Freddie. That is unless your name is DoucheBagarinno.

Actually, I know your finger and lips are tired from all this reading, but you must have skipped reading my first post, which is why I'm here in the first place, defending a cyber friend.

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

Now that I jump started this thread again, I must leave you.

Unlike the rest of you nit wits with tens of thousands of posts, I have a life.

I'm driving my Bentley to Boston. Monday is my 38th birthday and I thought I do some early celebrating. I was going to take the Ferrari, but I can only fit one woman, when I need a car that holds 3 women.

"Ciao!"

 

[TxRad]

So you think scouries needs defending.

The OP posted to ask scouries and his alt Gabby to please quit Pming him about shit he didn't care about. What's to defend? All scouries had to do was reply one way or the other. But no, you showed up only to get your head handed to you. Now you're back tooting your own horn as usual. How do you get in that position?

 

[mark197205]

Now that I jump started this thread again, I must leave you.

Unlike the rest of you nit wits with tens of thousands of posts, I have a life.

I'm driving my Bentley to Boston. Monday is my 38th birthday and I thought I do some early celebrating. I was going to take the Ferrari, but I can only fit one woman, when I need a car that holds 3 women.

"Ciao!"

You have three blow up dolls? Wow, spoilt for choice arent you?

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

So you think scouries needs defending.

The OP posted to ask scouries and his alt Gabby to please quit Pming him about shit he didn't care about. What's to defend? All scouries had to do was reply one way or the other. But no, you showed up only to get your head handed to you. Now you're back tooting your own horn as usual. How do you get in that position?

Are you that stupid to think that anyone here handed me my head or are your reading comprehension and interpretation skills that lacking?

Seriously, if you think anyone got the better of me, you are delusional.

Listen, instead of writing things without thinking them through, maybe you should give some thought to what you write, before you write it. Too often, you make an ass of yourself.

Unlike me, because I have creative talent, I don't have to think. It just pours out of me.

What you do, as do so many others here, which is why you have tens of thousands of posts, is that you write the same one liners over and again.

Can you imagine how many posts I'd have if I separated all my retorts to one line, instead of paragraphs.

Well, I dare say, that I'd have over a million posts, by now.

Only, for what purpose? My purpose here is to write stories. Your purpose here is to socialize.

Seriously, you need to go outside. It's a beautiful day. The sun is shining and the birds are singing. Turn off your computer and go outside. There are women everywhere eagerly waiting to meet me and strange bedfellows eagerly waiting to meet you, I'm sure.

Yet, here you are posting your misery online for all to see how sad your little life is. I have to go. I'll respond to your tired, one liners later. Have fun with your bad self.

Bye

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

You have three blow up dolls? Wow, spoilt for choice arent you?

Hey, don't knock it. It allows me to ride in the car pool lane.

 

[where]

Now that you made a mess of the King's English, maybe you could write what you wrote in the proper Queen's English, so that I can understand what the Hell you wrote...mate."

And after writing that garble, how you have the nerve to bash anyone's writing is beyond me.

You are rather illiterate, aren't you?

you are stroking, aren't you? I can tell you know! dirty pervert!

 

[BOSTONFICTIONWRITER]

you are stroking, aren't you? I can tell you know! dirty pervert!

Now, what does that mean, in English. Perhaps, had you inserted some correct punctuation, I could understand your meaning and even chuckle with your humor, but reading you is akin to reading a soda label.

I remember you, now. You were at Oxford, when I was there for my fellowship.

You were the janitor, the miserable strange fellow that always had the habit of picking his underwear out of his ass. Hey, that's what you get for wearing a thong under your overalls.

"Why anyone would name themselves after KYB jelly is beyond me. Strange, very strange."

 

[Dixon Carter Lee]

You flinched. I win.

 

[Byron In Exile]

You flinched. I win.

Ah! Abruptly switching to the Karo-Cann "Knock the red ball off the clown's nose and see what he does about it" strategy!

Very clever.

Should be good for a few more pages of Times Roman Bold Running Around and Dancing Behavior.

 

[TxRad]

Ah! Abruptly switching to the Karo-Cann "Knock the red ball off the clown's nose and see what he does about it" strategy!

Very clever.

Should be good for a few more pages of Times Roman Bold Running Around and Dancing Behavior.

The clown with the red ball on his nose had the good sense to make an appearance and then beat a hasty retreat.

The one with all the Times Roman crap is the clown with the blue balls that has very low comprehension skills. He thinks it's all about him.

 

[Dixon Carter Lee]

Ah! Abruptly switching to the Karo-Cann "Knock the red ball off the clown's nose and see what he does about it" strategy!

Very clever.

Should be good for a few more pages of Times Roman Bold Running Around and Dancing Behavior.

Christ I hope so.