RoyalOrleans

The last movie I saw in the theater was Lord of the Rings: Return of the King. I couldn't hear anyone else speak over my impunitive voice. Thus... I am single and rent movies on demand.

How do you know Rod? The Rod Stewart I know is a three-hundred pound black man with one eye that wanders and the other eye is lazy. No. Seriously.

Upon closer examination, that periodical in which wez appears to be reading, is actually Hightlights for Children.

It will totally depend on the size, cleavage vastness, side-boob profile, and danglability of said boobs.

Where the fukk do you live? Russia?

"My theory on women is, they have three holes." - RO the Ever-living.

I hope so. I hate the fact that I can't live without a cellphone nowadays.

I ended up with an LG Shine with a couple features.

It's not cool. It's campy cool and fukken hilarious!

HAHAHAHAAAAAA!!! That was awesome! Yes, I would show up sans the pants. I mean, I like to make a good impression on the gal's mom.

"I can't believe how much this crap costs! How do you sleep at night?" - RO buying a new cell phone this morning. "On a pile of money." - The AT&T She-merchant "I just want a phone that I can make and recieve calls on. Don't care about the bells and whistles --- texting, multimedia, internet, mobile email, watching TV, downloading music... I just want one that works. I can afford all of these phones and the corresponding plan, but I don't want to! I don't pay for a frivolous service that I don't intend to use. Give me a phone that works and I'll leave you alone." - RO pleading with the stupid b!tch at the AT&T store "This one is free with a two year contract." - The AT&T She-merchant "Got anything cheaper?" - RO the quintessential smart ass rubbing salt in the wound.

Will you fukken marry me?

The gambling kind. It's a fukken disease.

It's from the movie Greaser's Palace and is currently my favorite movie of all time! It was directed by Robert Downey Sr.

GRRR... lousy, welching old crones!

Honeychild, believe me, that doesn't give me a warm fuzzy. Sense of security is holding a blunt instrument.

Hugo's Spice Girl name is "Clawed Ballz Spice".

My name is Jesse and I'm on my way to Jerusalem to be an actor, singer, dancer. They say that the Agent Morris awaits.

You better fukken believe it, sugar! Emkay likes it when I wear a tartan sweater vest.

Cheap ass Walmart brand cookies... First, get in your car and head over to the nearest Walmart. Next, get your ass out and walking into the store. Then nod at the greeter, and remember to look down because you might collide with a Salvation Army wheel chair bound bellringer. Head down the cookie aisle, pick up a bag of cardboard colored sprinkled sh!t constrainers, and head up to the cash register. Pay the checkout girl. Go home. Gorge. And/or give them to your fat cat. The End. I fukken hate Christmas.

I'd be Tunneldigger Spice.

Are you purposely trying to turn me off?

Heh heh... not the first time my name and post have been used in the same sentence.

And lap-spinnable.

Are you positive that you are not 8'4"?