Tallulah's Thread. Fuck yeah.

Those in AH will be at my feet after this entry. Or maybe the women. Or maybe none.

Tallulah
How tall you are
Standing by the bar

You rev like car
Driving very far

Tallulah

How tall you are

Singing your las
And your do-es
Belittling your foes


Tallulah.
 
Those in AH will be at my feet after this entry. Or maybe the women. Or maybe none.

Tallulah
How tall you are
Standing by the bar

You rev like car
Driving very far

Tallulah

How tall you are

Singing your las
And your do-es
Belittling your foes


Tallulah.

Oh, Pimmy, you're too much, sometimes. Well, most of the times, really.

I swoon at your literary skills. :ROFLMAO: :kiss:
 
Once upon a time, there was a younger, more naïve Litster who claimed to be of the female kind who created her own thread. It was a welcoming thread and even though it was mostly dominated by men pervs who secretly and not-so-secretly wanted to woo and charm their ways into her English knickers, she still found it a comforting place to relax (because she was also a perv).

Alas, times grew tough for this poor lass and in the end, she felt it necessary to delete her Lit account and run away to salvage the remains of her sanity. Minutes turned into hours, which became weeks, months, and eventually years.

Rivers of tears ran, and lakes of discarded jizz dried up. She was missed by few but remembered by many. The Legend of this dick-tease had touched many whispered conversations, including the vicious rumours that she’d repented and became chaste.

But by some miracle of fate, or perhaps boredom, one day she awoke and realised that her life was much improved. So much so that she felt an odd tingling, a craving for something she once liked. After eating all the cake, and scouring all the porn, she finally realised what was missing in her life!

And so she found her way back to the sticky carpets and stained couches of Lit and there she stayed. But this time she did things differently. She came and went as she pleased with little regard for the trail of destruction she left, and she stuck to casual threads where she terrorised those she thought may handle it. In nearly four years, there was no sign that she was interested in returning to her own thread roots. Until now.

The original thread was called ‘Tal’s Thread. Fuck yeah.’ and she’s a lazy wanker.
Well fuck yeah, you lazy wanker. Never got lazy here, and the sticky lakes never dried up, but I’m looking forward to your encouragement in increasing the lake front property here. Hit me with your best shot, and I’ll dream of hitting you with mine. Splish splash in the lake. 💦💦
 
Halloween theme always gets me, ya know.

Sade. Can’t beat a bit of smooth when you’re, ya know. Gettin’ busy

In This Moment. (The eighties themed EP is, well, erm, aural viagra)
Hmmm, yes. Sade can beat a bit of smooth out of me. 🤣😋
 
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