Heh, you missed all the important parts!
Heh, you missed all the important parts!
Why do you hate Freedom?
The US is marching backward to the values of Michael Stivic.
If your talking about bobyparts specifically, whats between the legs ( and the chest ofcourse)![]()
Narf!!!!!!!
You missed the make or break part for this Lemur -- the face. A beautiful face is an absolute necessity. A body can get fat or thin, fit or flaccid, all can change with time. But there's no substitute for a stunning face.
Oh, and good skin. I'm a sucker for a girl with fantastic skin. This probably makes me weird.
Cannibal...
Oh my goodness, no stringing ideas of "eating" and ideas of certain areas together. PG board, PG board, PG board.
Yearrrghh!
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I miss the good old Org days. Back then, even the off-topic forum had a certain level of class.
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Originally Posted by ArcticSonata
keep it civil![]()
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
How come no butt ahem... er backside?
My name is Asinius Commodus, son of the Eagle.
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KoW: Erm, LLB, Asinus means 'ass' in Latin
LLB: Really? All the better for a story of how an ass became a great leader is alwasy a bestseller.
The junk option brothaOriginally Posted by littlelostboy
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
Erm.. the legs, eyes, the "junk", the chest. So just about everything.
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