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Random lnsanity / Oh my god, tomorrow is full body exam day.
« on: May 03, 2007, 01:53:54 am »Quote from: Reoga
A girl with balls?..
Dude, it's not nice to mention your ex on here...
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Random lnsanity / Oh my god, tomorrow is full body exam day.
« on: May 03, 2007, 01:48:18 am »
Yeah, think of what they go through.....O_O
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Random lnsanity / Oh my god, tomorrow is full body exam day.
« on: May 03, 2007, 01:22:04 am »
The worst part is when they grasp your balls and tell you to cough. But it could be worse, you could be a girl.
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Random lnsanity / 2000!
« on: May 03, 2007, 12:05:32 am »
I think you should party like your post count is 1999
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Random lnsanity / Love Life Topic
« on: May 02, 2007, 01:44:58 am »
The average age of RIA is 15. You an I are exceptions to the rule.
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Random lnsanity / famly favortism
« on: May 01, 2007, 11:31:02 pm »Quote from: zblewski
SWEET! I knew giving all my stuff to the poor would pay off!Quote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiI'll take kosher, it's too late to mean anything, but the food is fresher.Quote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiQuote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiQuote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiI prefer the aisles for the leg room, I'm 6'5" you see.Quote from: AnaneggI'm being so racist, I'm going straight to hell.
Window seat, 5th row, to the right, please, Mr. Egg.
Buisness Class, Aisle seat, 4th row then, Mr. Egg?
that will do nicely, And if you have any Sunblock I think I'm going to need it.
Very well, sir. Peanuts?
No, I'm allergic. Pretzels?
Ah, yes sir. Would you like the regular or Kosher menu?
OH GOD! Stay calm, the plane is having major turbulence and is heading for an emergency landing in heaven. Fasten your seatbelts and grab hold of your oxygen masks.
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Random lnsanity / famly favortism
« on: May 01, 2007, 10:37:53 pm »Quote from: zblewski
I'll take kosher, it's too late to mean anything, but the food is fresher.Quote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiQuote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiQuote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiI prefer the aisles for the leg room, I'm 6'5" you see.Quote from: AnaneggI'm being so racist, I'm going straight to hell.
Window seat, 5th row, to the right, please, Mr. Egg.
Buisness Class, Aisle seat, 4th row then, Mr. Egg?
that will do nicely, And if you have any Sunblock I think I'm going to need it.
Very well, sir. Peanuts?
No, I'm allergic. Pretzels?
Ah, yes sir. Would you like the regular or Kosher menu?
Quote from: Reoga
WTF? am I right to be mad or am I just bitter?
You have the right to mad.
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Random lnsanity / famly favortism
« on: May 01, 2007, 11:54:35 am »Quote from: zblewski
Quote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiQuote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiI prefer the aisles for the leg room, I'm 6'5" you see.Quote from: AnaneggI'm being so racist, I'm going straight to hell.
Window seat, 5th row, to the right, please, Mr. Egg.
Buisness Class, Aisle seat, 4th row then, Mr. Egg?
that will do nicely, And if you have any Sunblock I think I'm going to need it.
Very well, sir. Peanuts?
No, I'm allergic. Pretzels?
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Random lnsanity / Remember me complaining about the Science Fair?
« on: May 01, 2007, 12:11:12 am »
I'm doing it for the lolz
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Random lnsanity / famly favortism
« on: May 01, 2007, 12:10:34 am »Quote from: zblewski
Quote from: AnaneggQuote from: zblewskiI prefer the aisles for the leg room, I'm 6'5" you see.Quote from: AnaneggI'm being so racist, I'm going straight to hell.
Window seat, 5th row, to the right, please, Mr. Egg.
Buisness Class, Aisle seat, 4th row then, Mr. Egg?
that will do nicely, And if you have any Sunblock I think I'm going to need it.
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Random lnsanity / famly favortism
« on: May 01, 2007, 12:06:29 am »Quote from: zblewski
I prefer the aisles for the leg room, I'm 6'5" you see.Quote from: AnaneggI'm being so racist, I'm going straight to hell.
Window seat, 5th row, to the right, please, Mr. Egg.
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Random lnsanity / Remember me complaining about the Science Fair?
« on: May 01, 2007, 12:04:40 am »Quote from: zblewski
Quote from: ReogaQuote from: zblewskiFresh Prince of Bel Air.no i at a loss for words
Dude, you are not living much.
I...I...I just dont konw wat to say to that
Reruns my friend, the internet spoofs EVERYTHING. From Will Smith Re-runs to comics, pr0n, Duke University, Habbo, Captain Jean-Luc Picard, 300 and Sparta, cats, Dragonball Z, Shooping whoop, Diabetes, Paint huffers, Milhouse, Furries, Desu, etc. etc. etc.
So.... I heard you like mudkips?
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Random lnsanity / Hot story
« on: April 30, 2007, 11:58:31 pm »
Wow, I just got myself suspended on GameFAQs, for this...
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Random lnsanity / Hot story
« on: April 30, 2007, 11:54:59 pm »Quote from: Reoga
Yea you found it your reading this ot of pent house
I got that one to day its good lok on pag 24...... hot
and is that what I think it is in where i think it is?
Actually this is a lengthy way to trick people, it is a common fad here.
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Random lnsanity / Hot story
« on: April 30, 2007, 11:30:09 pm »
She was making soft mewling noises as his tongue lapped around one nipple, his fingers gently stroking and kneading the other, and she squirmed under his touch. His other hand was stroking across her mound, lightly brushing the well trimmed hair and making little circuits around and up and down, making her gasp and her hips writhe.
Now, this is a story all about how,My life got flipped-turned upside down, And I liked to take a minute, Just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.
In west Philadelphia born and raised, On the playground was where I spent most of my days, Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool, And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school, When a couple of guys, Who were up to no good, Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood, I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air'.
I begged and pleaded with her day after day, But she packed my suite case and send me on my way, She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.
First class, yo this is bad, Drinking orang juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all that, Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think sow, I'll see when I get there, I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air.
Well, the plane landed and when I came out, There was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name out, I ain't trying to get arrested, I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared.
I whistled for a cab and when it came near, The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror, If anything I can say this cab is rare, But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'.
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8, And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later', I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.
Now, this is a story all about how,My life got flipped-turned upside down, And I liked to take a minute, Just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.
In west Philadelphia born and raised, On the playground was where I spent most of my days, Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool, And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school, When a couple of guys, Who were up to no good, Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood, I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air'.
I begged and pleaded with her day after day, But she packed my suite case and send me on my way, She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.
First class, yo this is bad, Drinking orang juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all that, Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think sow, I'll see when I get there, I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air.
Well, the plane landed and when I came out, There was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name out, I ain't trying to get arrested, I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared.
I whistled for a cab and when it came near, The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror, If anything I can say this cab is rare, But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'.
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8, And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later', I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.
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Random lnsanity / Hot story
« on: April 30, 2007, 11:25:36 pm »
His mouth went dry, his chest tightened and his stomach lurched just looking at her. He hadn't noticed what she was wearing when she opened the door; he hadn't had time before she was all over him. Now he saw. Spaghetti straps led to red lacy bra cups that thrust her tits toward him; a shimmery layer of shaped red satin fell from the bottoms of the cups, accentuating her waist and came to an end just below her hips. The red lace thong was clearly visible.
"Happy Valentine's Day, darling," she said, her eyes transmitting a mixture of wanton desire and mild apprehension. "Do you want to open your present now?"
The mixture of coy virgin in brazen slut lingerie was almost too much for Jason. He groaned and rolled his hips, repositioning his aching **** in his pants.
He knew he would be her first and wanted to take it slowly and gently with her. He had been waiting for this moment for three months. They had intended to do the deed when they first got the apartment. He had been happy to wait until she was ready, although he desperately hoped it would be soon -- the idea of living with Melissa without sex was torture.
"Oh, God. Melissa." His hands were shaking as he reached to caress her face. "I want nothing more than to open my present." He cupped her face and turned it up to his, his eyes searching hers. "Are you sure you're ready? You don't have to do this yet, if you don't want to." Her eyes remained steady on his.
"I'm ready," she whispered. "Just ..." Her eyes dropped then, her cheeks pink. She didn't know how to finish. She so wanted it to be perfect.
"I know. I will."
He scooped her up and carried her down the hall, to the bedroom. She had definitely worked to set a mood here with soft music and aromatic candles and -- his eyes flew to hers, amused and vaguely shocked - black satin sheets!
She really had gone all out, and Jason was determined to make it as wonderful as he could for her. He lay her gently on the bed, and began a burlesque striptease for her, seeking to lighten her mood a little, as well as get rid of his clothing.
Melissa couldn't help giggling as Jason tried to find a sexy way to remove his socks and succeeded merely in hopping off balance and doubled over around the room.
Finally naked, he turned to her, mock serious. "You'll pay for that giggle, missy," he growled and crawled onto the bed, nibbling and licking at her toes, across her ankle and slowly up her leg. At first she squealed, pulling away from the tickling sensation but, as he climbed slowly up her thigh, she became still, savouring the sensation, her eyes at first large and then gradually closing as the heat built within her. Her eyes flew open again as she felt him slide the thong off her legs and she sat up to help him remove the lacy bra and sheer overlay.
Then he continued his oral voyage, onto her belly and between her breasts to reach her face, caressing her mouth before slowly heading back down again, this time via her collarbones and onto her breasts.
"Happy Valentine's Day, darling," she said, her eyes transmitting a mixture of wanton desire and mild apprehension. "Do you want to open your present now?"
The mixture of coy virgin in brazen slut lingerie was almost too much for Jason. He groaned and rolled his hips, repositioning his aching **** in his pants.
He knew he would be her first and wanted to take it slowly and gently with her. He had been waiting for this moment for three months. They had intended to do the deed when they first got the apartment. He had been happy to wait until she was ready, although he desperately hoped it would be soon -- the idea of living with Melissa without sex was torture.
"Oh, God. Melissa." His hands were shaking as he reached to caress her face. "I want nothing more than to open my present." He cupped her face and turned it up to his, his eyes searching hers. "Are you sure you're ready? You don't have to do this yet, if you don't want to." Her eyes remained steady on his.
"I'm ready," she whispered. "Just ..." Her eyes dropped then, her cheeks pink. She didn't know how to finish. She so wanted it to be perfect.
"I know. I will."
He scooped her up and carried her down the hall, to the bedroom. She had definitely worked to set a mood here with soft music and aromatic candles and -- his eyes flew to hers, amused and vaguely shocked - black satin sheets!
She really had gone all out, and Jason was determined to make it as wonderful as he could for her. He lay her gently on the bed, and began a burlesque striptease for her, seeking to lighten her mood a little, as well as get rid of his clothing.
Melissa couldn't help giggling as Jason tried to find a sexy way to remove his socks and succeeded merely in hopping off balance and doubled over around the room.
Finally naked, he turned to her, mock serious. "You'll pay for that giggle, missy," he growled and crawled onto the bed, nibbling and licking at her toes, across her ankle and slowly up her leg. At first she squealed, pulling away from the tickling sensation but, as he climbed slowly up her thigh, she became still, savouring the sensation, her eyes at first large and then gradually closing as the heat built within her. Her eyes flew open again as she felt him slide the thong off her legs and she sat up to help him remove the lacy bra and sheer overlay.
Then he continued his oral voyage, onto her belly and between her breasts to reach her face, caressing her mouth before slowly heading back down again, this time via her collarbones and onto her breasts.
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Random lnsanity / Hot story
« on: April 30, 2007, 11:24:10 pm »
The sound of the old elevator stopping at her floor brought her eyes back to the door. She held her breath as the footsteps approached down the corridor. At the knock on the door she flew across the room, flung open the door and launched into his arms.
With some difficulty Jason caught her, juggling his bag and maintaining his balance just barely as she kissed him ferociously. He threw his bag through the doorway, freeing both arms now to hold his girl. God, he'd missed her and, judging by the welcome, she'd missed him just as much. He nuzzled the top of her head, breathing in her wonderful scent.
"Come on, baby, let's get inside. You never know what perv is watching out here," he murmured into her hair, only half joking. This building wasn't overly secure and the neighbourhood wasn't that great. Jason had spent half his time away missing Melissa, the other half worrying about her safety.
They'd never expected him to be seconded out of state when they took the lease, never dreamed she'd be alone here. Their only concern had been it was cheap and they could save while being together. It had been perfect. Then he got called away. Hell, he'd never even seen it with furniture -- she'd had to move in alone, two days after he left.
He stepped inside, still holding her. As he moved into the room, she stepped away, nervous once again, watching his face; waiting for his reaction to the appearance of their home. She knew it wasn't much, but she had done her best to make it pleasant.
Jason scanned the room, knowing she wanted him to look. He wouldn't have cared what it looked like as long as she was there. But he could see her touch everywhere in the room and the roses in a huge vase, almost filling the table. He smiled, turning to look at his darling girlfriend.
With some difficulty Jason caught her, juggling his bag and maintaining his balance just barely as she kissed him ferociously. He threw his bag through the doorway, freeing both arms now to hold his girl. God, he'd missed her and, judging by the welcome, she'd missed him just as much. He nuzzled the top of her head, breathing in her wonderful scent.
"Come on, baby, let's get inside. You never know what perv is watching out here," he murmured into her hair, only half joking. This building wasn't overly secure and the neighbourhood wasn't that great. Jason had spent half his time away missing Melissa, the other half worrying about her safety.
They'd never expected him to be seconded out of state when they took the lease, never dreamed she'd be alone here. Their only concern had been it was cheap and they could save while being together. It had been perfect. Then he got called away. Hell, he'd never even seen it with furniture -- she'd had to move in alone, two days after he left.
He stepped inside, still holding her. As he moved into the room, she stepped away, nervous once again, watching his face; waiting for his reaction to the appearance of their home. She knew it wasn't much, but she had done her best to make it pleasant.
Jason scanned the room, knowing she wanted him to look. He wouldn't have cared what it looked like as long as she was there. But he could see her touch everywhere in the room and the roses in a huge vase, almost filling the table. He smiled, turning to look at his darling girlfriend.
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