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2003-11-07, 11:12 AM | [Ignore Me] #1 | |||
" all I can picture now is a guy walking down the street with his finger stuck in his ear while shouting 'Speak up, I can't hear you!!!" -Blue |
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2003-11-07, 03:01 PM | [Ignore Me] #6 | ||
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ive been playing too much psycho babble in the NC17 rooms this just makes me think
imagine phone sex! screw a finger deep in some guys ear your freaking finger is vibrating!!!! lol can you say new fetish? YELL louder for me!!!!!!!! ok, thats it if i offended anyone keep in mind you can always flame or say delete that besides i wanted to write more *evil grin*
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Long Time Gone, joined in 2003. Coming back to get ready for PS 2. Learning the Ropes and looking for a good European Outfit, Otherwise am with the VS Azure Twilights |
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2003-11-08, 12:02 AM | [Ignore Me] #9 | ||
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Ole, Sven and Lars were sitting around naked in a sauna. Suddenly, there was a beeping sound. Sven pressed his forearm and the beeping stopped. The other two looked at him questioningly. "Dat vas my new pager," he said. "I've got one of dem microchips under da skin of my arm."
A few seconds later a phone rang. Lars popped his hand open, lifted it to the side of his head and proceeded to talk into his palm while keeping one finger to his ear. When he finshed, he slapped his knee with his hand and explained, "Dat vas my new cell phone. Da microphone is on da microchip under the skin on da palm of my hand, and da speaker is right here in dis finger!" Now, Ole was feeling a bit behind the times. he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the bathroom. When he returned, there was a rather long piece of toilet paper trailing from his butt. Sven and Lars raised their eyebrows and stared at him. Ole looked back and exclaimed, "Vell, vould you look at dat. I'm getting a fax..." |
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