Why Sciforums Should Not Be Destroyed: A Fond look at Chodes

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Ah, the heady champagne of power.

Those were trippy days, those-- know something?

I mostly used that modership to finally watch you, Gustav, that slippery eel slithering through the forums on invisible, on the Who's Online.

A naughty misanthrope craves mischief, not power. Big-- big-- mistake.
*funeral grin*



On topic:
So, yes, reporting is a lost art
Forgot to address this-- in the story, Gendanken shreds her report and gives Baubo a statue.
 
Do ya wanna', wanna' Fanta?

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Why Sciforums Should Not Be Destroyed: A Fond look at Chodes

An interesting choice of words.

That's your fiftieth reference to chodes since we started sleeping together. [[starts to wonder]] Here I thought you were a girth girl. Guess I was wrong.

. . . swimming in misogynistic seas?

More like parting.

~String
 
Superstring:
Dark skinned.
That's news.

I'm not dark skinned-- "gold" or "honey" colored isn't brown, you freckled slough.

Still off.

Though I wish you weren't-- always wanted tits the size of Vesuvius.
Unfortunately, I've got the type of body irresistible to mothers and pedophiles.

With two little tumors pretending to fit in a bra.


Fuck you S.A.M.
Cat lovers.
Totally.

None of you bitches has a Piojo:

piojoasgacy.jpg



You're so fucking envious-- look at you all glued to the screen right now like a slug.

You want her, you crave her, your mouth quivering to muzzle itself in her fur.

You want to squeeze a mew out of her on your face.

She'th got me thounding like thuperthring at a Gaga conthert when I pet her.

Tell me she's not the cutest cat in the world and I'll break your face with a chair.

Man haters.
I don't hate men. Do you when his tongue should be hung on your wall like a trophy?

*ruminating*

I'm not a lesbian either-- not only do I agree with you that women are gross, but the only woman I'd ever bang is Norma Loquendi.

So no, I don't hate men--- just little boys like the Marquis that grow up to be women.

An interesting choice of words.
An interesting chode of words, indeed.

I realize I've been whoring that awesome word for weeks now-- CHODE!-- but its got this puerile brilliance that 'fun bridge' and 'taint' don't.

I can't explain it.

Can anyone else think of these words? Like 'fucknuckle' and 'clunis' for me to chuckle at work with?
 
<-----only the self-loathing type.

So what's a decoy page and tell me my Piojo's debilitatingly cute or suffer the hammer.
 
That's news.

I'm not dark skinned-- "gold" or "honey" colored isn't brown, you freckled slough.

Sorry. Did I say "dark"? I meant darkie. At the very least, cimmerian.

With two little tumors pretending to fit in a bra.

And here I was bragging about my penis size to you. Dang.

She'th got me thounding like thuperthring at a Gaga conthert when I pet her.

Seriously. I was the grumpiest curmudgeon at that fucking concert. Too LOUD. I shoulda' gotten some ear plugs. Stupid me.

Tell me she's not the cutest cat in the world and I'll break your face with a chair.

Eh. I'll risk the chair.

I realize I've been whoring that awesome word for weeks now-- CHODE!-- but its got this puerile brilliance that 'fun bridge' and 'taint' don't.

You've used other big words too. But chode seems to be savoir-faire.

Can anyone else think of these words? Like 'fucknuckle' and 'clunis' for me to chuckle at work with?

Buttnugget.

~String
 
(This is amazingly gay.)

Cute. No Milo.
You sound like you're trying to deny being drawn by my cock.

Piojo does that to people, by the way, leaves them lying to themselves.


(Milo is fucking cute)
 
You know that little fucher (french for "fucker" it's pronounced "foo-shay") doesn't meow. Never. Never frakking ever. Never. Never. Never.

He croaks. I wish you could hear it, but you always slip yer panties on and run out the door so quickly in the morning that you miss out on it.

Anyhoo. He and I have this routine and he knows his part well. When I say "no" to the sundry things he does (i.e. entering my bedroom, standing in the kitchen demanding nummie-nummies). I say, "Nooooo Meeloo. Nooooh!" And he sayd, "Ah' ah' ah' ahhhh'" with the cutest croaking voice.

I'm dying for a cat that meows. Even my fat fucker, Oliver, doesn't meow. I squeeks. Little pussy. Though, I guess that's where we get the term "pussy" from.

~String
 
Sorry. Did I say "dark"? I meant darkie. At the very least, cimmerian.
No, you meant 'perky' and there's that word again sending chills through my dying libido.

~Cimmerian~, not as interesting a word as Sabine or Polish (notice what capitalization does to that word, Polish, feel it in your mouth.

polish, short o, used to describe a process of rubbing a surface.
Polish, long o, used to describe a person robbing a grocery store.

But Cimmerian is a novel term not as commonly whored as Trojan, Athenian, even Saracean which is the old word for 'Somalian' that Walter Scot popularized in many a romantic's overblown, logorrhic debaucheries.

Where was I? Right.

My thread's imminent closure-- ironic, considering the theme of the story.


Seriously. I was the grumpiest curmudgeon at that fucking concert. Too LOUD. I shoulda' gotten some ear plugs. Stupid me.
Got some cool pictures out of it, though.

You were surrounded by gays wearing police tape, patent leather, and Nioprine rubber-- all of them there to see raunchy Gaga.

What'd you expect of something not unlike the sound of Gustav in the presence of water?


(aside: totally saw half my post left dangling on the bottom of yours before fixing it. Fail....)
 
No, you meant 'perky' and there's that word again sending chills through my dying libido.

~Cimmerian~, not as interesting a word as Sabine or Polish (notice what capitalization does to that word, Polish, feel it in your mouth.

Or Lilith. LILITH goddamnit! L.I.L.I.T.H.

But Cimmerian is a novel term not as commonly whored as Trojan, Athenian, even Saracean which is the old word for 'Somalian' that Walter Scot popularized in many a romantic's overblown, logorrhic debaucheries.

Well. You're not as well-read as I am!

My thread's imminent closure-- ironic, considering the theme of the story.

I'm betting it gets to stay open for a while. The theme of the board is "free thoughts". We're free thinking. Those of us without thought control collars on, that is.

What'd you expect of something not unlike the sound of Gustav in the presence of water?

Odd. I had the image of him being a Chihuahua yapping at the mailman.

(aside: totally saw half my post left dangling on the bottom of yours before fixing it. Fail....)

Caught that did ye'?

~String

(hehehe, you said "dangle")
 
Porcelain princess

Gendanken said:

I see you're still mouthing that psychoanalytic manure you learned in that communal salt lick you sheep call 'school'.

No, I'm just enjoying your porcelain ego, fueled by the "self" in "self-interest".
 
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