ownedgirlie -> RE: DRAMA!!! Amazing moments in the Online (7/18/2006 6:43:37 PM)
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ORIGINAL: BitaTruble 'Lo, these many years, such sights have these molten orbs flecked with high lite swimmers born as witness to such as virtual life! Yea, I have seen death, despair, lost love, found hope and resurrection an untold number of times. Weddings and funerals, births and deaths in so short a frame of time as but a few hours or days. What, but what can be more noble than 12 pounding inches of purpled manhood held as rigid sword to slay such as comely, lithe and taut flesh bedecked in silks of red, and by nothing save the magic of the net (glory be, I swear 'tis truth!!) turned from naught but scant 3 inches on such as a calibrated ruler in what we term, so unflattering in nomenclature, reality. Celeste ::chuckling but who swears would sway her hips in some flirtatious fashion but for these damn arms on her computer chair which prevent, well, the movement of so womanly a charm:: I read that with Orson Wells' voice in my head. :) quote:
Mrsuperduperhardcorebutlovingandsensual master roflmao!! quote:
A recurrent drama that I have seen countless times is the person who dies unexpectedly via car crash, suicide, sudden heart attack...and within hours of the event, his brother, sister, friend..whomever...comes online to his favorite chatroom to tell all of his friends of his demise. LOL isn't that something? I know when a very close friend of mine died last year, the very first thing I thought of was, "Oh dear, I better hack into her IM accounts and by some miracle know exactly what chatroom she goes to, so I can tell all her online friends!" I knew someone online who was dying. Very, very ill. Dying, I tell you. The tragedy was, her Master was in a different country and could not afford to go to her before she died (she had six to ten months to live). Everyone in the chat room pooled together money - yes, they really did - and sent it to her - hundreds of dollars - so she could send it to her Master so he could fly overseas to see her. He was so grateful. And then he tiled his kitchen floor and never came. Six years later, she ain't dead yet.
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