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Talapus wrote:I'm far more pissed that mandy and his thought process were right from the get go....damn you mandy.
Skoffin wrote: GreecePwns has been replaced by Minister Masket.2
nagerous wrote:vote minister masket
LETS DO IT AGAIN
QUOTH GA7: DRUNK NAG ALERT (I am scum)
Neutrino wrote:The1exile wrote:vote neutrino
Lack of a post restriction probably means all your base belong to scum.
See poet mafia.
O RLY?
Just in case you didn't notice, every single person who has posted so far, with the exception of Fircoal, has not had a post restriction. Are we all scum?
mandalorian2298 wrote:Vote Freezie
Skoffin hates Jedis.
She made Freezie talk like Master Yoda.
Yoda is a Jedi.
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Freezie is scum.
F+S
ga7 wrote:Kalish and Nag, can you explain so that I don't have to reread and instead make me a grog? It's freezing here
nagerous wrote:Hmmm.... I still think we should lynch minister masket again. Either him or kwanton and I'm happy. I don't want to see neutrino or LSU Tiger Josh lynched preferably.
kalishnikov wrote:nagerous wrote:Hmmm.... I still think we should lynch minister masket again. Either him or kwanton and I'm happy. I don't want to see neutrino or LSU Tiger Josh lynched preferably.
FOS: nagerous
Defend the scumz0r, he is.
DoomYoshi wrote:
vote talapus
You lying sack of cunt!
Skittles! wrote:The silent wheezing of the choking old dog pleased my sadistic mind immensely. It made me feel powerful, to finally kill the old coot that has annoyed me over the years. I then thought to myself, "why am I doing this?" Killing a dog that will soon die was unappealing now. I got up and freed the dog from the choking device. How could I do this? What made my mind think like that?
This is insane, I told myself in my dream. This was simply a trick in my mind, to make me believe I was actually a mentally-unstable sadistic person.
I came back into the real world, where I'm just a rich business man. I was still slightly quivering from the dream I had. Choking a dog? What befuddled person would do that? It was unnerving, to have such dreams, to believe you're something you are not.
At work, in the photocopier room, there was a nice, pretty lady facing away from me. We were the only two in the room, and I don't believe someone else will come into the room. At once, I was back into my dream. Instead of being in an office photocopier space, I was now in a side alley, looking at a prostitute with varying distaste for the woman. I walked behind her and grabbed my belt, slowly moving my hand around her neck with it. In an instant, I had moved her from being a silent hoe to a gagging, whimpering hoe. It was amazing, the feeling I got from the sounds of her compressed throat trying to breathe, to reach the precious oxygen.
I slipped out, back to the real word. The pretty lady and I were kissing in a passionate fashion. This feeling, like the one a moment ago in my 'dream', was amazing, but still wasn't as intense as choking the slutty crone. I loved my life, it was fantastic, all except for the disturbing dream.
That night, at home, I watched my wife having a shower. She had the perfect body. I started getting undressed whilst being aroused by the sight, which I then hopped into the shower to enjoy the romance. My mind then took me to a strange place, where I held a choked-to-death young 20ish girl in the shower. Was this the real reason I got aroused?
To be continued...
nagerous wrote:As it went late into the evening, the citizens started heading home. Some, however, stayed up late into the night.. getting up to all kinds of mischief.
As one citizen headed home late, there was a dark presence lurking behind, watching his movements. The poor meme started to feel like he was being followed after a while, and kept looking back to make sure. After hurrying his pace, he turned around thinking someone had said something. When he turned back around, the dark figure had already raced up and said "HAI" and then promptly stuck a flag pole through his stomach. The dark figure muttering to itself "oh shi- I got the wrong guy, haha oops"
Later on in the evening, screams were heard from one of the houses. When investigated that morning, they found poor Kwanton hiding in a closet shaking. Not much sense could be made from him, apart from someone apparently of gotten into his home and tried to grab him and saying all sorts of weird things that should not be said. Kwanton has been taking to the hospital for a checkup and supervision, but in his gibbering state he has lost his right to vote untill he gets better.
KWAN WAS UP TO MISCHIEF! The shaking is because he killed someone. The person who got into his house was the dead body he exposed of later!
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