
Spambot Bannings
#181
Posted 14 September 2009 - 01:44 PM
#182
Posted 14 September 2009 - 05:15 PM
'Venger, however, I think we can keep for now.
For. Now.

#183
Posted 16 September 2009 - 10:02 PM
#184
Posted 16 September 2009 - 10:14 PM

#185
Posted 17 September 2009 - 07:15 PM
I'm a rogue, baby.
#186
Posted 17 September 2009 - 09:10 PM
Cannibot?
#187
Posted 17 September 2009 - 10:29 PM
#188
Posted 20 September 2009 - 05:31 PM
She/he works in PornoLab.tv and is interested in sex, filming, pornolab.tv, and rock-n-roll. :U
#189
Posted 20 September 2009 - 05:41 PM
#190
Posted 25 September 2009 - 03:16 PM
#191
Posted 25 September 2009 - 03:51 PM
#193
Posted 28 September 2009 - 11:11 PM

#194
Posted 29 September 2009 - 07:25 PM
#196
Posted 01 October 2009 - 08:24 PM

#197
Posted 01 October 2009 - 08:45 PM
#198
Posted 01 October 2009 - 09:01 PM

#199
Posted 01 October 2009 - 09:02 PM

#200
Posted 01 October 2009 - 10:36 PM
#201
Posted 01 October 2009 - 10:56 PM
#202
Posted 01 October 2009 - 10:58 PM

#203
Posted 02 October 2009 - 02:30 PM
#204
Posted 02 October 2009 - 02:36 PM
#205
Posted 02 October 2009 - 05:38 PM

#206
Posted 05 October 2009 - 01:35 AM
Hehe, I banned him before even noticing this thread. If only the poor guy didn't assume cigarettes are related to all of our conversations.
#207
Posted 09 October 2009 - 03:28 PM
Well, there's no links or advertisements on the page, but the name should suffice.
Edited by Sir Turtlelot, 09 October 2009 - 03:28 PM.
#208
Posted 14 October 2009 - 07:35 AM
RANDOM LINK
Well, one day I decided to take my revenge out on my dear Aunt Margie. We used to take turns carrying oversized pitchers of water up and down a hill (as due to Aunt Margie's request) because I believe she was trying to make us lose too much weight in a quick time. At least the old bat didn't want to eat us.
ANOTHER RANDOM LINK
Aunt Margie was pretty much a witch. She looked like a witch, she smelled like a witch. Witch witch witch. Anyway, one day whilst carrying this large pitcher of water down the hill, I instead hauled ass up to her house and threw the pitcher at her. It broke all over her face, cause glass shards to stick her in various places.
The bitch didn't go down. She instead embraced me and began shaking me furiously.
I took one of the glass shards jutting out of her face and I plunged it in deeper. The shard went so deep, the old bat cried out in pain and dropped me.
wow blood
I never liked my great Aunt. She smelled like coffee breath all the time. Reeked of it actually.
Anyway, I picked up another glass shard and I world of warcraft power leveling her. She went down quick.
The end.
#209
Posted 14 October 2009 - 09:05 AM
#210
Posted 18 October 2009 - 07:48 PM