Raymi Sells Her Unmentionables

Do I hear an offer?

Worn only six times over seven consecutive days.

Not soiled, I don't excrete - I'm way too cool for that.

Man Raymi

Fay Wraymi

Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator Death Raymi

I can only conclude that since Raymi’s world is more screen based, so are her feelings more screen sensitive, and one should not judge another person's pain on one's own scale of tolerance.

Plotting Big Trouble For Moose And Squirrel

Magic, My friends. Simply Magic.

thimscool said...

Chris needs to get his head checked, yo.

I'm sure that he can't spit without landing a lugie twixt the cleavage of some comely lass... but chances are that the lugie would be more clever than the lass.

And of course he can score any number of mensa tramps like Broomhilda, here.

But where else is he gonna find find a saintly ancient soul with a devilish wit and an angelic allure?

A rolling stone eventually comes to rest at the bottom of the heap, Chris.


How could I possible ever top that?

Heaven and Hell

This collage ought to do it!

To my Lover Chris

We are definitely bad for each other, and yes, we are a complete disaster as a couple, but tell me this? Does your heart not race towards a tornado or a burning house?
I would rather die in a state of terror than live forever safe.

PENISES

They are about this big.

Now can we PLEASE, as a culture, move on?

For sale, really, and I mean really, cool guyish-type thing, I really like it still, a lot, and will probably cry when you come to pick it up, but my new girlfriend said that if I do not get rid of it, ostensibly to prove my love for her, she will leave me, and I don't fancy my chances of getting another one, girlfriend that is. This very cool thing is just completely irreplaceable. I used to be alright at picking up girls, but then I gained a few pounds and lost a bit of hair and subsequently I lost my confidence, you know how it is. Although it might be the way she is always yelling at me for no apparent reason: like that time I was two minutes late for that movie show after she smashed my watch that morning for asking her the time...

The Poor, Poor Man

Poor people do not know how to enjoy nice things, it is therefore a blessing that they have none.

It has to be warmer than where I live now.