mnottertail
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OK, After some reflection........ I have decided to mentor you jessie, you see; I am a consumate asshole.....and I percieve you're aspiring to being one, but I am a professional, you are just out here fucking around... I will instruct you in the finer points of this endeavor since you are yet a youth, and still have some rough edges that need sharpening. First off, if that was really your ass, you would vehmently claim it. God knows the ignorant on here have given you chance enough to do so. I can see why you temper your posts in response to me, because you do have some deep seated respect for your betters. Secondly, english is obviously not your first language, easily discernable by your turn of phrase... Even tho my good friend SirKenin may cringe, I will give you-- for the moment, the benefit of the doubt. Let us consider, if that be your picture, it is plainly caucasian or a mixture that is predominantly caucasion. Yet the skin is not lilly white nor the hair anything but dark. Coming from Montreal, (oh, for future reference Bangkok and Accra are not cities in Montreal) our esteemed opinion is that you must be french. This is easily discernable-- since, in substance this is a humor thread I will give you a joke that you can translate to French for all gathered here, that we may kiss your royal ass (actually not bloody likely in any event; but one must try, musn't one?: I will hereinafter refer to the man (Monsieur) as M, the woman (mademoiselle) as mme. You will all have to supply your own accents. A frenchman strolls the Champs Elyesee in Paris. He spots a lovely woman, whom he subsequently accosts. M: Will you go to bed with me, m? mme: (aghast) What do you take me for, M? M: But mme, I will give you 50,000 francs for this honor. mme: Oh, but M; I can see I have misjudged you, you are certainly a man of genteel nature and of great refinement...(coquettishly) What will you do when we share our bed of love? M: I will lay you ever so gently in the finest linens in Paris, I will sprinkle you with fresh rose petals, I will tie you in the softest and silkiest linen ropes available—All the while; softly whispering passionate and wonderful words in your ear. mme: (fanning herself, chest heaving) And then what will you do, M? M: I will then bring forth my riding crop and beat you mercilessly as you scream....... mme: (horrified) And how long will you beat me, M? M: Until I am once again in possession of my 50,000 francs; you ignorant bitch... Je pense. Donc; je suis. Responde! Viola! Un Homme! Ron
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Have they not divided the prey; to every man a damsel or two? Judges 5:30
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