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Started by merithyn, August 19, 2013, 07:31:48 AM

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lustindarkness

I've heard of Minecraft, but not Mineartist. :unsure:
Grand Duke of Lurkdom

garbon

Quote from: Ed Anger on August 19, 2013, 12:07:24 PM
I crafted a short sword +5.

:console:

It's not the size of the ship but the motion in the ocean.
"I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off."
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows, but now the damned things have learned to swim.

Ed Anger

Stay Alive...Let the Man Drive

garbon

"I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off."
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows, but now the damned things have learned to swim.

Eddie Teach

If I was gonna have a penis up my ass, I'd rather it be a small one.  :pinch:
To sleep, perchance to dream. But in that sleep of death, what dreams may come?

lustindarkness

Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:25:09 PM
If I was gonna have a penis up my ass, I'd rather it be a small one.  :pinch:

Quoted for posteriority.
Grand Duke of Lurkdom

garbon

Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:25:09 PM
If I was gonna have a penis up my ass, I'd rather it be a small one.  :pinch:

Odd. Also no as that would be counter to the aim of hitting the prostate.
"I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off."
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows, but now the damned things have learned to swim.

Eddie Teach

Quote from: garbon on August 19, 2013, 12:30:37 PM
Odd. Also no as that would be counter to the aim of hitting the prostate.

Thick turds are painful to push through, I'd assume the same principles are involved.
To sleep, perchance to dream. But in that sleep of death, what dreams may come?

garbon

Well yes, you wouldn't just have it rammed right in from the get go. :blink:
"I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off."
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows, but now the damned things have learned to swim.

Eddie Teach

Quote from: lustindarkness on August 19, 2013, 12:29:25 PM
Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:25:09 PM
If I was gonna have a penis up my ass, I'd rather it be a small one.  :pinch:

Quoted for posteriority.

:lol:

Are you punishing me?
To sleep, perchance to dream. But in that sleep of death, what dreams may come?

lustindarkness

Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:37:32 PM
Quote from: lustindarkness on August 19, 2013, 12:29:25 PM
Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:25:09 PM
If I was gonna have a penis up my ass, I'd rather it be a small one.  :pinch:

Quoted for posteriority.

:lol:

Are you punishing me?

No, you are not my type.
Grand Duke of Lurkdom

Eddie Teach

Quote from: lustindarkness on August 19, 2013, 12:45:57 PM
Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:37:32 PM
Quote from: lustindarkness on August 19, 2013, 12:29:25 PM
Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:25:09 PM
If I was gonna have a penis up my ass, I'd rather it be a small one.  :pinch:

Quoted for posteriority.

:lol:

Are you punishing me?

No, you are not my type.

I knew I should have left the hyphen in.
To sleep, perchance to dream. But in that sleep of death, what dreams may come?

lustindarkness

Grand Duke of Lurkdom

The Brain

Quote from: Peter Wiggin on August 19, 2013, 12:25:09 PM
If I was gonna have a penis up my ass, I'd rather it be a small one.  :pinch:

:(
Women want me. Men want to be with me.

garbon

We just need DGul to show up and say something about the president's sack in his mouth.
"I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off."
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows, but now the damned things have learned to swim.