RoyalOrleans

In reference to my remark in the "The Whole Gay Thing" thread; if you ever venture to the States, I would be glad to give you a tour of Savannah. I'm down that way once a year for the St. Patty's celebration.

Actually I'm not that hard to argue with, you've just got to look pass the cursing and the flaming self-gratification. A bread basket is a nickname for the lower torso; especially the stomach. Perhaps you need to venture to the States and meet the American Dyke. Chuffed? As in delighted or disgruntled?

The state tree for Georgia is the "Live Oak" and is the most common variety found in and around Savannah. To me, the Spanish moss is what makes these trees so beautiful.

Some people say that I have a big nose, while others don't. All the more to tickle your fancy as I bury face.

Say what you mean, mean what you say. Sarcasm is so hard to convey in words. Emoticons rarely help.

Ohh... back then! That was eons ago in gay-rhetoric.

Ahhh... Australia the Uninvolved and the chief officer of airheaded smugness and headlong plunges at unawares into the fuckin' abyss. Won't be too long before the fight will be on your doorstep, Aus-tard. Tell your God to ready for blood.

You started? I think the confrontation was inevitable.

When Christ returns and the seas boil, then your user title will change.

Why didn't you break out in song? You went through the trouble of posting a question. You could've just as easily sang the fucking first two stanzas and chorus to American Pie by now.

Did you know that I can lick my eyebrows?

Kryptonite Man was unable to be here today to thank all you well-wishers, so he asked me to post this...

Bad Religion sucks ass.

Do not type and eat, you heathen fucker.

You know you want to ride on Space Mountain.

Play the lie as mine and know that I speak of you in Heaven.

The Rain Song Led Zeppelin This is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before. It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low. It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom. Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune. Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from time to time. Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us... But I know that I love you so These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must hold. This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall.

For Angie: Happy Birthday!

An opportunity to rub elbows with you bunch of mouth-breathers? Not a chance! I work for a living.

Don't worry, my little dingo-whelp. We have Stealth Bombers and Christ.

Whatever the results in '08. This particular conflict, this one in fucking Iraq, needs to be over. Done. Finished. Either we turn tail and run or we blow these motherfuckers to smithereens. I'm tired of this shit. This fucking war. Kill them all and let their bodies lie for the sport of the carrion-fowl. These Muslim fucks have no honor and life and will have no honor in death. Extermination is the only answer. This Good Earth needs to be cleansed of Islamic Fascism like the Jews of Old.

It must suck to be you.

Will you boys ever find pretext in Anna's replies?

Muslims are muslims hither and whither. I hate them. They smell. The Jews of Israel are not the "hey, need help with your W4 and 1099" jews". No! They are the "Hey, can you hold my AK47 while I take a leak" jews. Props to diversity... Fuck sides. What we need is a little solidarity.

How the fuck would you know that? I am the fuck over it. Been the fuck over it. Keep that limp-wrist in your pocket, Hogan. Could come in handy. Yes... your mom wants to fuck me.