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So! You are the typing ace responsible for the spilling of the
precious German blood of many of my finest and my
blondest friends.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute. Now I may be
packing the kind of tackle that you'd normally expect to find
swinging about between the hindlegs of a Grand National
winner, but I'm not totally stupid, and I've got the kind of
feeling you'd rather I hadn't written you.
Look, just because I can give multiple orgasms to the furniture
just by sitting on it, doesn't mean that I'm not sick of
these damn martial arts forums: the blood, the trolls, the endless
poetry.
Ah, Spanky. This is indeed an honour.
Finally, the two greatest gentleman typists in the world
meet. Two men of honour, who have jousted together in the
cloud-strewn glory of Defend.net, face to face at last.
How often I have rehearsed this moment of destiny in my dreams.
The panoply to encapsulate the unspoken nobility of a comradeship.
Naw. What a poof. I've always had
my doubts about you trenchy-type fellows. Always suspected
there might be a bit too much of the battle-dodging,
nappy-wearing, I'd-rather-have-a-cup-of-tea-than-charge-
stark-naked-at-Royce Gracie about you. But if you're willing to
post on Defend.net, then you're all right by me and
welcome to marry my sister any day.
William
(and of course, Blackadder)
BTW,
ryanhall....Blonde
Bri Thai....Blonde
Terry.....Blonde
Platnum Angel...(well, bleach) Blonde
precious German blood of many of my finest and my
blondest friends.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute. Now I may be
packing the kind of tackle that you'd normally expect to find
swinging about between the hindlegs of a Grand National
winner, but I'm not totally stupid, and I've got the kind of
feeling you'd rather I hadn't written you.
Look, just because I can give multiple orgasms to the furniture
just by sitting on it, doesn't mean that I'm not sick of
these damn martial arts forums: the blood, the trolls, the endless
poetry.
Ah, Spanky. This is indeed an honour.
Finally, the two greatest gentleman typists in the world
meet. Two men of honour, who have jousted together in the
cloud-strewn glory of Defend.net, face to face at last.
How often I have rehearsed this moment of destiny in my dreams.
The panoply to encapsulate the unspoken nobility of a comradeship.
Naw. What a poof. I've always had
my doubts about you trenchy-type fellows. Always suspected
there might be a bit too much of the battle-dodging,
nappy-wearing, I'd-rather-have-a-cup-of-tea-than-charge-
stark-naked-at-Royce Gracie about you. But if you're willing to
post on Defend.net, then you're all right by me and
welcome to marry my sister any day.
William
(and of course, Blackadder)
BTW,
ryanhall....Blonde
Bri Thai....Blonde
Terry.....Blonde
Platnum Angel...(well, bleach) Blonde
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