Why are you here?

Um, hello, I wasn't the one trying to fleece some poor sucker into shelling out 8 large for a 1530 John Deere, which is worth maybe 3K on a good day.

You sir, are no gentleman!

If you'll recall, that was not just any 1530. It had been used to pull the float that Vice-President Agnew rode in at the Iowa State Fair opening ceremonies during the 1972 presidential campaign. The historical value was off the charts, and the thing was a song.


*strikes dge off my troll experiment list*

*sigh*

Plus, when I mention cookies in talk, I get dirty looks. :eek:

Alright. Fine. Big guns. Cookies. What cookies do you want to get back on your troll experiment list?

And who else is on your troll experiment list?

And did you ever try mentioning trying to convince the cookies (presumably vanilla wafers) to try BDSM – slowly – and then, later, spanking them even though they clearly said No, and whether that "crumbling" was ethical despite the chewy, soft limits the cookies had previously established? Didja?
 
Alright. Fine. Big guns. Cookies. What cookies do you want to get back on your troll experiment list?

And who else is on your troll experiment list?


Do you know what those on my troll experiment list have to do?

And did you ever try mentioning trying to convince the cookies (presumably vanilla wafers) to try BDSM – slowly – and then, later, spanking them even though they clearly said No, and whether that "crumbling" was ethical despite the chewy, soft limits the cookies had previously established? Didja?

Them cookies my bitches, and I'll do what the fuck I want, and they'll LIKE it. :mad:
 
I heard rumors that it involves an anal hook, a tens machine, benwa balls and a bucket of water....
:eek:

No, I told troll boy that he wouldn't know a gentleman if he bit him in the ass, but now I gotta prove that.

I'm not having any luck finding gentlemen for my experiment, though. *sigh*
 
No, I told troll boy that he wouldn't know a gentleman if he bit him in the ass, but now I gotta prove that.

I'm not having any luck finding gentlemen for my experiment, though. *sigh*

Yes, our gentlemen are just too discriminating. On the bright side, if we all keep quoting him and putting in the parts he forgets maybe he'll go away. He's still not talking to me....

~sigh~
 
Yes, our gentlemen are just too discriminating. On the bright side, if we all keep quoting him and putting in the parts he forgets maybe he'll go away. He's still not talking to me....

~sigh~

Yeah, none of the ones I know of will bite a troll on his ass. They keep talking about germs and dirt, and other stuff! :rolleyes: I tried to tell them this is in the name of science, but they STILL won't.

AND they call themselves gentlemen. *pouts*
 
Nah, we've all had out shots. Mostly.

Dude, speak for yourself. It took two doctors and four nurses to talk me into a tetanus shot. I refuse to get anything that doesn't require two doctors and a nurse to talk me into it.

You gotta out stubborn me to get needles into me.
 
Dude, speak for yourself. It took two doctors and four nurses to talk me into a tetanus shot. I refuse to get anything that doesn't require two doctors and a nurse to talk me into it.

You gotta out stubborn me to get needles into me.

It happened during cafe-indoctrination. They wait till you're distracted with the blurt thread...
 
No, I told troll boy that he wouldn't know a gentleman if he bit him in the ass, but now I gotta prove that.

I'm not having any luck finding gentlemen for my experiment, though. *sigh*

Gentleman here, by all accounts.

There isn't enough scotch in all of bonny Scotland to get me to bite troll boy on the ass.

Fuck, I wouldn't even bite one of his posts if you printed out the page on edible paper that was covered in gooey banana cream frosting.

Ptooooiiieeee.
 
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