Originally posted by: GirlFriday
I worked all night, and now I am soooo tired, and sleepy. And my feet are cold. And I'm whiney, obviously.So who wants to tell me a bedtime story and tuck me in?
Originally posted by: pyonir
so um....what are you wearing?
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Originally posted by: GirlFriday
I heard scary stories about you saltboy, that you kill bananas.![]()
Originally posted by: SaltBoy
Originally posted by: GirlFriday
I heard scary stories about you saltboy, that you kill bananas.![]()
Two a day. Without remorse.
Originally posted by: pyonir
Originally posted by: SaltBoy
Originally posted by: GirlFriday
I heard scary stories about you saltboy, that you kill bananas.![]()
Two a day. Without remorse.
bastard.
Originally posted by: Hoober
Originally posted by: pyonir
Originally posted by: SaltBoy
Originally posted by: GirlFriday
I heard scary stories about you saltboy, that you kill bananas.![]()
Two a day. Without remorse.
bastard.
Man, I like banannas.
Originally posted by: rpbri2886
Originally posted by: Hoober
Originally posted by: pyonir
Originally posted by: SaltBoy
Originally posted by: GirlFriday
I heard scary stories about you saltboy, that you kill bananas.![]()
Two a day. Without remorse.
bastard.
Man, I like banannas.
oh god, tell me i just didnt hear that last part. I'm assuming killing bannanas is like killing kittens?
Originally posted by: SCSIfreek
Once upon a time, there lived a computer neffing mother. She worked during the night so that she can have the day posting online. On a cold wednesday morning, she wrote on a online internet forum asking people to tuck her into bed for whatever reason she had.
People started replying to her thread and couldn't understand what the hell was going on. everyone got confused by her thread. THE END.
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