The *squick* thread

Kajira Callista said:
WHYYYYYYYYY
Why did I look, I knew I shouldn't have...hell, you even warned


*pulls my eyes outta my head*

But i looked anyway!

You know what they say . . .

Curiousity killed the cat. :p
 
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graceanne said:
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Dear, it's called the *squick* thread. What do you think the links will be? Maybe something that *squicks* everybody? So why in the seven seas would there even be the temptation to click? :rolleyes:
 
chris9 said:
Dear, it's called the *squick* thread. What do you think the links will be? Maybe something that *squicks* everybody? So why in the seven seas would there even be the temptation to click? :rolleyes:
That's why I dont' want to click on them. But then people will start talking about them, and I'll want to know what they're talking about . . . . it's confusing to be me.
 
graceanne said:
That's why I dont' want to click on them. But then people will start talking about them, and I'll want to know what they're talking about . . . . it's confusing to be me.
click it...you know you want to
 
Both Master and I have two hard limits. Children of course, and shite. Eww. Neither of us have any desire to play, eat or do anything with shite. Piss on the otherhand, I drink plenty, especially his lol.
 
Kajira Callista said:


crualty to amphibians!
Actually, if they don't make it out alive, that must be one hell of a way to die...

I am stuck in a vagina... Oh noes! the walls are closing!
 
@}-}rebecca---- said:
You advise me please................

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sorry for delay in reply.. ;) definately not electric eels..

Crosses jellied eel off the gormet list infact now crosses eel of all cullinary food groups .
 
Woke up way early this morning. It's Sunday and my day off. 5:00 a.m. is early, but I am awake. They toss the daily newspaper onto my lawn around 4:00 a.m., and it is still dark out, the only light is from a nearby street light. So I grab a short night shirt, something that will just barley cover the ass of my white cotton panties and head out for the paper. As I return to the door, paper in hand, I am greeted by my two cats wanting in for breakfast. I notice that several twigs had blown up on my porch. There are about 10, each about as big around as my thumb ranging in size from about 1 inch to about 7 inches.

No one is around, it is rather dark out, so what the hell, I let go of the front of my night shirt, let it fall open and start bending over to pick up the twigs and toss them out into the yard. The cats want in and are moving around between my legs, I'm walking around my front porch half naked and half asleep picking up these silly twigs - feeling sorta good that I cleaning up the place a bit. So I have now worked my way across my porch back to the front door and the last few twigs, newspaper tucked under one arm, nightshirt open, white cotton panties in full view of any poor sole having the misfortune of looking out their window, as I squat down I take hold of the small twig the cats were both sniffing, a soft wet mushy not-twig something the cats had a part in delivering to my door during the night.

As a gross-out shutter ran through my body this thread came to mind.

Time to go make more coffee.....
 
Shankara20 said:
Woke up way early this morning. It's Sunday and my day off. 5:00 a.m. is early, but I am awake. They toss the daily newspaper onto my lawn around 4:00 a.m., and it is still dark out, the only light is from a nearby street light. So I grab a short night shirt, something that will just barley cover the ass of my white cotton panties and head out for the paper. As I return to the door, paper in hand, I am greeted by my two cats wanting in for breakfast. I notice that several twigs had blown up on my porch. There are about 10, each about as big around as my thumb ranging in size from about 1 inch to about 7 inches.

No one is around, it is rather dark out, so what the hell, I let go of the front of my night shirt, let it fall open and start bending over to pick up the twigs and toss them out into the yard. The cats want in and are moving around between my legs, I'm walking around my front porch half naked and half asleep picking up these silly twigs - feeling sorta good that I cleaning up the place a bit. So I have now worked my way across my porch back to the front door and the last few twigs, newspaper tucked under one arm, nightshirt open, white cotton panties in full view of any poor sole having the misfortune of looking out their window, as I squat down I take hold of the small twig the cats were both sniffing, a soft wet mushy not-twig something the cats had a part in delivering to my door during the night.

As a gross-out shutter ran through my body this thread came to mind.

Time to go make more coffee.....


Was it Sammy the Slug ...... :D
 
Ebonyfire said:
Awww. the cats brought you tribute.
Our kitties used to bring tribute all the time, INTO the house...so we ended up locking the cat door so they could only go out and not in. No more presents, thanks! They seem to have stopped even wanting to, for a while they would leave stuff on the front porch but we haven't had that in a while.

There's a website called www.whatjeffkilled.com that TOTALLY fits this thread...ugh!
 
Etoile said:
Our kitties used to bring tribute all the time, INTO the house...so we ended up locking the cat door so they could only go out and not in. No more presents, thanks! They seem to have stopped even wanting to, for a while they would leave stuff on the front porch but we haven't had that in a while.

There's a website called www.whatjeffkilled.com that TOTALLY fits this thread...ugh!

damn pussies....
 
Shankara20 said:
damn pussies....

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*spooky voiced*

We are the pussies of the DAMNED!

*raow*

We are here to exchange our tributes for your very soul!

Take the tribute.

The deal is done.

*rrrrrraooooooooooow*
 
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