Tee hee!Yay! First!
Yay! We Firsted each other!That's with an 'r' for all you perverts out there.
Haha!That had me rolling with laughter.
Well, it did look a little suspect. We wouldn't want MJ getting the wrong idea, now would we?
Like she won't anyway?You know she has a mind like a sewer.
Complete with flushed alligators.Or are they just big floating turds?
Floating turds, tampons, assorted body parts, wimmin-clots, baby seals, spunk filled condoms (the ones MJ missed, anyway).Erm... Are you chatting me up, IVF?
Do you know, this is the third time you've asked me that. Have all your chat ups been about sewer contents, then?
Third time?Eh? What? When?
Did somebody say fisting?
Heh. that's totally what I read, too.
I was going to make a comment about damn emos, but I think we should give these crazy kids some space!
Piggy wouldn't notice if you fisted him IDV. He's already been fisted by an elephant.
*shocked*I'll have you know my delicate wee botty has had nothing up there other than my slipped finger as I once, mistakenly, tried wiping my arse with cheap toilet paper.*ahem*
Fisting by elephants aside, the last two of our lengthy comment conversations, Piggy, have resulted in you asking if I'm chatting you up (I can't remember the exact dates otherwise I'd link to them - I can't even remember whose Blog we were at).I can't help but come to the conclusion that it's wishful thinking on your part. Poor Tazzy.Anyway (hee!), I'd have to chat down to you, Wee Piggy, what with me being taller and you being smaller than average height.