Hello subbes my sweet. Did you enjoy the Olympics?
I didn't watch them. i sat in my little basement writing and writing and writing, and forgot there was such thing as television.
no, really.
You know, i really wish there were some way I could edit past posts.
Christ Kinder, are you sure your real name isn't Alexa Sherry? Your "let's be nice but bitchy at the same time, that'll confuse her!" approach is a dead ringer for that little whore's modus operandi. If you start stroking my thigh, i shall do something I'll regret.
There's meant to be a comma after "christ". Because I'm pretty sure Kinder lacks the stigmata to play such a role.
You're overlooking the fact that perhaps I'm the confused one I am not as fortunate as you to be able to dismiss the captivation of the five rings of the Olympics (and that was just the team three day eventing dicipline - I thought of you.) And my modus operandi was fairly unremarkable looking the last time I checked but I'm flattered all the same.
>There's meant to be a comma after "christ". Because I'm pretty sure Kinder lacks the stigmata to play such a role.
I'll have you know I have many stigmatas thankyou.
Come on then, what are you trying to do to me? What's your purpose with this stupid horse thing?
Am I running you ragged with it? Dressage so to speak?
Oh, fucking fine then.
Bye everyone!
I'm fucked if I know any of these song titles.
lol
I know all this is nonsensical banter but there's something I really want to say to set things straight: I really do have stigmatas.
To get back to the songs thing...
I can't get George's answerphone jingle from Seinfeld out of my head:
"Believe it or not/George isn't at home..."
BTW Subbes - if you're still here - didn't the horse thing start as a pun on your desire to be a croupier? Jon and KS picked up on it being similar to sone word for a horse's rump. I think KS is just joshing with you. But what do I know? I'll shut up now...
*opens eyes and groans*
I was gone, then someone told me to ocme back.
As far as I can see, kinder's just taking the opportunity to show off how much of a bitch she can be. You're doing very well m'dear, but you know, your jealousy is so unbecoming.
Anyway, the croup isn't t' horses rump, not in the way the picture showed. The croup is where the hindquarters start, so behind the saddle on the horse's back, so ner, you can't even get your insults correct.
Did you know, croup is also a throat condition, occurring usually in children, characterized by a hoarse cough and laboured breathing, resulting from inflammation and partial obstruction of the larynx? So i hereby nominate kinder as an icky larynx obstruction.
And a bitch, too. But mostly an icky larynx obstruction.
Hey - why can't we all just get along? And no-one needs to get nailed to anything...
(Thinks - have used this line before. Didn't work then either.)
Because she refuses to play nice. So I shall now return the favour. Aren't I inspired?
A horse cough?
*long pause*
Why didn't I spot that pun?
I don't know, I picked up on it straight away and I'm new here. You really did let yourself in for it though didn't you, play it off as self parody, I would.
So, right, she's the icky obstruction in my larynx making me a horse? So it's all her fault? So if we shove enough pills at her till she disappears whence she came, everything will be all right? Cool.
Does a bullet count as a "pill"?
Um. Don't shoot her. Wheres Lynz when I need her? She told me to come here then disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
I can't shoot her. She's in another country. i'll certainly bear it in mind should there ever be a meet I'm involved in, though.
Lynz -> Suiii?
Shooting isn't creative.
Yeah Suiii, I keep forgetting that. Haven't seen her for weeks which is odd considering she lives in the next village. Last few times I mailed her it bounced back, her mobile's turned off, I may have to go to her house and push notes through her door!
shooting isn't creative, no, but it can be if you create a nice pattern with the bullet-holes...
Heh. If you see the bint, tell her I say hi.
You can create a nice pattern with doilies and icing sugar.
I will tell her hello, I hope she's remembered she's supposed to be fixing my PC next week!
But doilies don't create huge anmounts of pain.
Don't know about that. I get stabbing feelings in my chest whenever I see one.
I think that's the large sword through your ribcage.
>As far as I can see, kinder's just taking the opportunity to show off how much of a bitch she can be.
Yes you've got me, I've made a decision to do some business-like self promotion. If the truth be known I'm simply hoping my merciless horse-teasing skills will be logged favourably on your website. Preferably slotted into a grand epilogue detailing the ramifications of human anxiety, and just after the paragraph where you find a hairstyle appropriate for a trip to the supermarket.
>Anyway, the croup isn't t' horses rump, not in the way the picture showed. The croup is where the hindquarters start, so behind the saddle on the horse's back
Well, you'd know subbes. Sorry if I was anatomically incorrect. I'd swear on my own modus operandi that it wasn't intentional.
>i hereby nominate kinder as an icky larynx obstruction.
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>And a bitch, too. But mostly an icky larynx obstruction.
I find that very hard to swallow.
>Well, you'd know subbes.
Yep. Many hours in Pony Club testify to that.
>I find that very hard to swallow.
Oh, almost funny.
You have pus on your face.
>>Well, you'd know subbes.
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>Yep. Many hours in Pony Club testify to that.
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>>I find that very hard to swallow.
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>Oh, almost funny.
>You have pus on your face.
Oh subbes, you're such a colourful character.
In the same way a bruise is colourful.
Like a stigmata? They are the only marks I'm familiar with on my body.
No. nothing like those stigmata you like to paint on in lipstick to get atention.
>No. nothing like those stigmata you like to paint on in lipstick to get atention.
Oh that explains why I'm often caught out when describing the colour of them as 'Midnight Mucus' by Avon to faith healers (many of which have a sideline job working for Avon.)