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Huh. I thought you were getting a colostomy bag. Glad to hear your actual asshole is doing fine.

Mortuus wrote:

conjurer wrote:

Mortuus wrote:Lemme guess, Conj; they finally caught you stalking Susan Boyle's cat, trying to ingratiate yourself to her kitty in the hopes of finally meeting her and engaging in Heineken bottle sex...and so fourth...

 
Yóu ąrę rłght, yóu dąmńęd ółd goat.  Ćóńjuręr łś ą śłćk, hątęfuł bąśtąrd, by gółły!  Óńę tłmę hę stuffed ą Hęłńękęń bóttłę up my hęłńęy, góddąmn łt!!

Perhaps he did this because you did the old "exploding-ass" on his personal 'thunderbox' when you knew he was coming home, in a hurry to beat his plaguing after-work squirts in the daily race to his one-and-only 'oval office'...only to have to see what you'd done...you're lucky to be alive, Babushka...

Indeed he is; they released me from the clinic after--well, after the check I wrote to cover the fee bounced like a member of the Wallenda family--and found Stash, smoking my cigars, drinking my booze, and worst yet, tossing off to some of my vintage and Very Valuable Swedish Erotica porn magazines. Needless to say, I gave him a damned good thrashing.

conjurer wrote:Found Stash, smoking my cigars, drinking my booze, and worst yet, tossing off to some of my vintage and Very Valuable Swedish Erotica porn magazines.  Needless to say, I gave him a damned good thrashing.

Wait, what - Swedish Erotica made mags as well as videos????

I need your phone number, and I need to know if you have broadband.

TemerityB wrote:

conjurer wrote:Found Stash, smoking my cigars, drinking my booze, and worst yet, tossing off to some of my vintage and Very Valuable Swedish Erotica porn magazines.  Needless to say, I gave him a damned good thrashing.

Wait, what - Swedish Erotica made mags as well as videos????

I need your phone number, and I need to know if you have broadband.

Yup. Back in the glory days of the late 70s and early 80s; when Mike Ranger cornholed Desiree Cousteau, and John Leslie blasted money shots all over Aunt Peg's delightful countenance. These are fragrant flowers, to be lovingly pressed into the Book of Memory. Or, more precisely, Mammaries.

I dunno wha happen .

conjurer wrote:...they released me from the clinic after--well, after the check I wrote to cover the fee bounced like a member of the Wallenda family...

That son of a bitch freakin medical whore for the money. That's all it about for some of those guys. Money, money, money. We take cards. PM me.

Hm... I am not sure this is only about the money. Guess they also figured out, he is beyond repair. I mean - why ruin Your good reputation as a clinic? It would be pathetic. (This sentence makes no sense in this context, but I love the word "pathetic").

Btw, conjurer, can I have Your phone number, too? I could also translate the Swedish texts into German.

Ahhh yes, Swedish Erotica came at the perfect time when I was a teen back in the late 70's and early 80's. It's a wonder I'm not blind.

found Stash, smoking my cigars, drinking my booze, and worst yet, tossing off to some of my vintage and Very Valuable Swedish Erotica porn magazines. Needless to say, I gave him a damned good thrashing.

Wow, poor Stash, glad I left before you got back and you discovered I had drank all of your Absinthe.

Didnt know you knew my Aunt Peg.

I knew yore Aunt Peg, oh yeah, baby...cue the musack, boyz... bomp-chicka-bow-wow

Conjugator has just been one of Turd head's seven personalities.
It is all clear now.

Mortuus Fakeuus wrote: ↑

August 5th 2013, 3:11am

I knew yore Aunt Peg, oh yeah, baby...cue the musack, boyz... bomp-chicka-bow-wow

I'm glad you bumped this old thread, Alain; if for nothing more than allowing us to see one of very many elegant and thoughtful posts by Mort.