Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2003 2:04 pm
If you ask me H-F and SS are the same person....only H-F could be so.... well creative.
Look, H-F is playing with himself
Look, H-F is playing with himself
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2003 3:08 pm
That's good Spraqwa! I am game. When should we meet to start the planning?
Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2003 9:01 pm
I AM SCROTUMSEEKER AND I SEEK SCROTUMS! HEAR MY ROAR ALL YOU WILLING SCROTUM DONATERS! UNCLE BIG GREEN I AM NO SPERM BURPER AND I DID NOT BAIL FROM A CASHIERS VALLEY CLIMB. THOSE ROUTES TEND TO BE TOO EASY FOR MY MAD SKILLZ. I ONLY CLIMB 5.12 AND UP, BUT I STILL SEEK SCROTUMS OF THOSE WHO DO NOT CLIMB THAT HARD! COME TO ME UNCLE!
Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2003 9:15 pm
I suppose that you didn't bail if you haven't been there. Plenty-o 12s there for you.
Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2003 9:40 pm
SCROTUMSEEKER,
Put up your tick list we all want to see how bad to balls your shriveled up scrotum really is
Put up your tick list we all want to see how bad to balls your shriveled up scrotum really is
Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2003 11:02 pm
Cool Gretchen. I say we meet next week you name the place, I'll be there.
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2003 2:17 am
it would probably be most convenient for you two to meet at the butcher shop cause that's where your rotten carcasses are gonna be after i cut your bodies up with my new deli slicer.
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2003 2:43 am
I feel the love baby. Too bad I have to go to bed. But I'll dream of you my dearest...
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2003 2:52 am
he he heee!!! i really want to confess my true feelings for you, but i'm kind of shy. 
maybe one day i can come up with the words to tell you , but until then i'll just have to dream about you too my sweet, sweet spragwas...spragwa...spraglate...chocwa...chocolate...chocolate...ahhhhhh...chocolate...
hey that's it! it just came to me my precious! i want to tell you that i think about you all the time, even with my pee pee peeeenis, and even when i'm really scared and wanting mommy when i'm trying to top out american crack. i keep this mental picture of your gorgeous, dying, body covered with rats who are gnawing on your bloated flesh from being kept in a barrell of piss underneath my bed and you got there because i smacked your head with a lead pipe right before i stabbed your kidney area with a wrench. bye bye and nighty night deary doo dah.
maybe one day i can come up with the words to tell you , but until then i'll just have to dream about you too my sweet, sweet spragwas...spragwa...spraglate...chocwa...chocolate...chocolate...ahhhhhh...chocolate...hey that's it! it just came to me my precious! i want to tell you that i think about you all the time, even with my pee pee peeeenis, and even when i'm really scared and wanting mommy when i'm trying to top out american crack. i keep this mental picture of your gorgeous, dying, body covered with rats who are gnawing on your bloated flesh from being kept in a barrell of piss underneath my bed and you got there because i smacked your head with a lead pipe right before i stabbed your kidney area with a wrench. bye bye and nighty night deary doo dah.
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2003 1:28 pm
You are the most creative little psycopath since Ted Bundy.