*clap, clap* girlies! time for DROOL's striptease!!!

And you women wonder why the hell we men talk about BF2. You drive us to blow stuff up with this sort of talk.
 
Sarcasmo said:
And you women wonder why the hell we men talk about BF2. You drive us to blow stuff up with this sort of talk.
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Oooooh, everybody take some time to feel bad for Sarcasmo now. :p
 
Sarcasmo said:
And you women wonder why the hell we men talk about BF2. You drive us to blow stuff up with this sort of talk.
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So who has a gun to your head making you read the girl threads? :fly:
 
listen up, you jackasses. THIS IS MY FAMILY GUY AND CHAPELLE SHOW. i f'n hate those shows. they are soooooo unfunny it makes my bowels hurt. DOOL is my funny. it's stupid, it's painful, it's so ridiculous it's more meaningful to trim every single hair on my head one by one. but it's my lunch break, and it's MY funny. i don't give a flyin' fuck what you geeks think about soaps, especially when you get your kicks doin' bffuckin2 and family fucknut.

get off my toes, bastards.
 
Thorn Bird said:
listen up, you jackasses. THIS IS MY FAMILY GUY AND CHAPELLE SHOW. i f'n hate those shows. they are soooooo unfunny it makes my bowels hurt. DOOL is my funny. it's stupid, it's painful, it's so ridiculous it's more meaningful to trim every single hair on my head one by one. but it's my lunch break, and it's MY funny. i don't give a flyin' fuck what you geeks think about soaps, especially when you get your kicks doin' bffuckin2 and family fucknut.

get off my toes, bastards.
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Tell us how you really feel
 
Thorn Bird said:
listen up, you jackasses. THIS IS MY FAMILY GUY AND CHAPELLE SHOW. i f'n hate those shows. they are soooooo unfunny it makes my bowels hurt. DOOL is my funny. it's stupid, it's painful, it's so ridiculous it's more meaningful to trim every single hair on my head one by one. but it's my lunch break, and it's MY funny. i don't give a flyin' fuck what you geeks think about soaps, especially when you get your kicks doin' bffuckin2 and family fucknut.

get off my toes, bastards.
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You are so scary right now you are turning me on :drool:
 
JaymieT said:
WHAAAAAT??? :egads:
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I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.

[background singing begins: "detachable penis" over and over]

This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable pen
 
Thorn Bird said:
listen up, you jackasses. THIS IS MY FAMILY GUY AND CHAPELLE SHOW. i f'n hate those shows. they are soooooo unfunny it makes my bowels hurt. DOOL is my funny. it's stupid, it's painful, it's so ridiculous it's more meaningful to trim every single hair on my head one by one. but it's my lunch break, and it's MY funny. i don't give a flyin' fuck what you geeks think about soaps, especially when you get your kicks doin' bffuckin2 and family fucknut.

get off my toes, bastards.
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Hey, I'm interested, remember? I'm the one who gave you the 10 year history on Jack n Jen?

When I was a hardcore fan, I would spend hours reading websites on the history of the show and found one (this was 6 years ago, it's not around anymore) that had a weekly recap of every show since the begining. It took weeks but I read the entire thing and was completely up to date on the show...
 
Coqui said:
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.

[background singing begins: "detachable penis" over and over]

This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable pen
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:lol: :lol: :lol:

Thats new to me, I HAVE to find it somewhere (the song, not the detachable penis)!
 
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