There is not enough debauchery on these boards!
*adds debauchery*
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It as in the movies. :)UMM 'IT'??I admit I love Harry Potter. It makes me smile. :DMine isn't, you renegged on our agreement. There IS going to be another Harry Potter film.Just look at all the delicious souls!
Ah, they're all mine already.
>:-<(}
*blushes
Am i the only person who hates him???
No you most certainly are not.
*enters thread and begins firing*
I'm so blue
Bring out your dead.
*enters thread and begins firing*
No you most certainly are not.It as in the movies. :)UMM 'IT'??I admit I love Harry Potter. It makes me smile. :DMine isn't, you renegged on our agreement. There IS going to be another Harry Potter film.Just look at all the delicious souls!
Ah, they're all mine already.
>:-<(}
*blushes
Am i the only person who hates him???
Whew!
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Is that why Hermione likes Harry so much?Harry's gender is up for debate. ;)UMM 'IT'??I admit I love Harry Potter. It makes me smile. :DMine isn't, you renegged on our agreement. There IS going to be another Harry Potter film.Just look at all the delicious souls!
Ah, they're all mine already.
>:-<(}
She's a ho. She's like Mikey, she'll eat anything. :P
I got just the thing
*enters thread, takes sniping position, and begins firing*
It as in the movies. :)UMM 'IT'??I admit I love Harry Potter. It makes me smile. :DMine isn't, you renegged on our agreement. There IS going to be another Harry Potter film.Just look at all the delicious souls!
Ah, they're all mine already.
>:-<(}
*blushes
Am i the only person who hates him???
Who Harry Potter? Nope, hubby can't stand the movies, and mostly because of him. I just love the movies and tend to try and pay more attention to the back stories and actors. It is a guilty pleasure for me. :)
What is this thing called, Love?
*Places a large coffee table book of the art of Hieronymus Bosch in the thread, for posterity, next to the Complete Gish Handbook.*
Fixed that.There's too much pissin' 'n' moanin' on these boards.pleasurably moans
I'll have what she's having. LOL!
*enters thread and begins firing*
Bring out your dead.
But Ah ain't dun makin' tha luv to 'em yet.
Get your pitchforks! Can't have a mob action without your pitchforks!
*enters thread, and begins firing with automatic grenade launcher*
My goodness! There's men down. Must help them stand ... to attention.
Blitzed out. It'll be interesting to see if the thread is dead by morning. Later all!
*enters thread and begins firing*
I still like Lyn's song. :DThis should have been our theme song! :DHere you go
** spoiler omitted **
Me too :)
Who Harry Potter? Nope, hubby can't stand the movies, and mostly because of him. I just love the movies and tend to try and pay more attention to the back stories and actors. It is a guilty pleasure for me. :)
Forgiven.
BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!
*enters thread and begins firing*
We had a fake orgasm contest at work one night....I came in at a close second. I love where I work!
Blitzed out. It'll be interesting to see if the thread is dead by morning. Later all!
See you in the morning ... wood.
Why can't the English teach their children how to speak?
What is this thing called, Love?It's like sex, but without the handcuffs and whips.
I do dig fine leathers.
Hey, where'd the doobies go? I heard there was pot in this thread.
What is this thing called, Love?It's like sex, but without the handcuffs and whips.
Oh, it's supposed to be 'what is this thing called love?'
Me too :)I still like Lyn's song. :DThis should have been our theme song! :DHere you go
** spoiler omitted **
Welcome Back Lyn!! Now you have to stay and blitz with us!!! Please!
We had a fake orgasm contest at work one night....I came in at a close second. I love where I work!
Must resist urge to, eh WTH.
OK who won?
*enters thread and begins firing*
*continues firing*
Men! Let me help you pitch your tents in the middle of this battle zone.
Who Harry Potter? Nope, hubby can't stand the movies, and mostly because of him. I just love the movies and tend to try and pay more attention to the back stories and actors. It is a guilty pleasure for me. :)Forgiven.
Whew,..thats a relief. :D
I can't remember the last time I laughed so much. We're on a roll tonight.
Whew,..thats a relief. :DWho Harry Potter? Nope, hubby can't stand the movies, and mostly because of him. I just love the movies and tend to try and pay more attention to the back stories and actors. It is a guilty pleasure for me. :)Forgiven.
Many love him. he he.
*enters thread and begins firing*
*continues firing*
*Swings wrecking ball into thread.*
We had a fake orgasm contest at work one night....I came in at a close second. I love where I work!Must resist urge to, eh WTH.
OK who won?
LOL, a girl who worked with us about a year ago named Charla. She was awesome! Actually excited me!
I love Heart!
Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings,
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;
And now,--instead of mounting barbed steeds
To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,--
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
But I,--that am not shap'd for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time
Into this breathing world scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;--
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun,
And descant on mine own deformity:
And therefore,--since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,--
I am determined to prove a villain,
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.