I watched clouds awobbly from the floor o' that kayak. Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o' clouds.
What's the difference between a pile of rocks and a pile of dead babies?
I've never had sex with a pile of rocks.
UNLEASH THE DRAGON
Originally posted by mead1
My method of making love is quite different than you might expect. I prefer to find a girl taking a nap at the local preschool, and then make love to them as they scream in my large, sound-proofed, white van. I then make love on their face, and throw them in an ice-chest of bleach. For pillow talk, I usually say, "Your parents can't hear you," and keep their teddy bear as a momento. You could call me a hopeless romantic, I guess.
A girl walks into a bar on the top of a building, looking for some hot guys to flirt with. She only sees one, sitting at the bar, so she goes up to him. They start to talk, and then the guy says, "Hey, wanna see something really cool?" She says yes, so he takes a giant swig of his beer, jumps off the barstool, flies around the building 5 times, and comes back and sits down. "How'd you do that?!" she asks. "Magic beer!" he replies. "Do that again," she says, so he does. When he sits down again, she has him order her a "Magic beer". She takes a swig, jumps out the window, falls down 30 stories and dies. The bartender walks up to him and says, "Superman, you're a bitch when you're drunk."
One day while he was out flyinig around, patrolling the area, he sees Wonderwoman lying on a building, spread-eagle, completely naked. So, Superman flies in as fast as a bullet, does his thing and flies away before anyone notices anything.
After he left, Wonderwoman said, "What the fuck was that?"
"I don't know, but my asshole hurts," replied The Invisible Man.
UNLEASH THE DRAGON
Originally posted by mead1
My method of making love is quite different than you might expect. I prefer to find a girl taking a nap at the local preschool, and then make love to them as they scream in my large, sound-proofed, white van. I then make love on their face, and throw them in an ice-chest of bleach. For pillow talk, I usually say, "Your parents can't hear you," and keep their teddy bear as a momento. You could call me a hopeless romantic, I guess.
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