I really like this one. So many stories possible.
Where is Ximenez? Definitely need a special insight of a special reporter on this one.
“Help me find my keys and we’ll drive out of here”
He has to sniff out the winner?
*wiener
Sorry.
I can’t believe you guys haven’t made an ASS TO MOUTH joke yet.
You say “you guys” like anybody else here does it besides me.
Mh, he’s right in fact, don’t forget your DID problem.
Yeah, but theres a fake 2lolo running around also, so the correct grammer is “you guys”
I started to, but I hated to start something that would quickly become redundant.
2lolo writes his own jokes. Actually he tells me his lame jokes and then I write them for him. Then I bite him and tell him to go back outside.
What is a DID problem?
Hi, Dave…uh…Pinecone.
Dissociative Identity Disorder my dear, and a serious one.
I think I’d rather not associate myself with that disorder.
BARK!BARK!
PINEAPPLE, Good Boy, How you been??? You ran away after “Nicky No Name” RAPE your Cherry ASS-O…… I hope you found a good Master???
Those are women wrestlers, I say “Referee Win!”
What’s with the ref’s feet? It’s like they’ve been dipped in latex… like at those *cough* clubs I’ve *cough* never been to *cough*.
That’s FRED, Trying to Get Some…….
Can you hear me now?
I believe he might be a patron.
I really like this one. So many stories possible.
Where is Ximenez? Definitely need a special insight of a special reporter on this one.
“Help me find my keys and we’ll drive out of here”
He has to sniff out the winner?
*wiener
Sorry.
I can’t believe you guys haven’t made an ASS TO MOUTH joke yet.
You say “you guys” like anybody else here does it besides me.
Mh, he’s right in fact, don’t forget your DID problem.
Yeah, but theres a fake 2lolo running around also, so the correct grammer is “you guys”
I started to, but I hated to start something that would quickly become redundant.
2lolo writes his own jokes. Actually he tells me his lame jokes and then I write them for him. Then I bite him and tell him to go back outside.
What is a DID problem?
Hi, Dave…uh…Pinecone.
Dissociative Identity Disorder my dear, and a serious one.
I think I’d rather not associate myself with that disorder.
BARK!BARK!
PINEAPPLE, Good Boy, How you been??? You ran away after “Nicky No Name” RAPE your Cherry ASS-O…… I hope you found a good Master???
Those are women wrestlers, I say “Referee Win!”
What’s with the ref’s feet? It’s like they’ve been dipped in latex… like at those *cough* clubs I’ve *cough* never been to *cough*.
That’s FRED, Trying to Get Some…….
Can you hear me now?
I believe he might be a patron.