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Overdose of drugs, overdose of sin

Tisiphone

Elitist Redheaded Trollop
Well, actually, an overdose on chocolate. I can't help it, though! It's just out and about work, and I can't be stopped!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
CHOCOLATE IS [STRIKE]GOD[/STRIKE], ER, GOOD!
 
Chocolate leads to the fat side of the force.
 
JOIN THE DARK SIDE!
 
I'll work it off with my walk this evening. ;)
 
That's what MARLON BRANDO said.
 
I can't decide if y'all are implying something about me....
 
YOU PLAYED JOR-EL IN SUPERMAN!
 
Ummm......?
 
CHOCOLATE LOVES US ALL UNCONDITIONALLY. WE NEED TO LOVE IT BACK CONDITIONALLY.

OR SO SEZ KIRSTIE ALLEY OR SOMETHING.
 
DARK CHOCOLATE. I must obey it's chocolately call. Eat me, I hear on the wind.
 
I have foregone anymore chocolate today. All the good stuff is gone, although the hot fudge we had for our sundaes on Friday is still calling to me. BUT I SHALL RESIST PUTTING THAT ON THE DUTCH CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM.

Oooh...and btw, there's some rediwhip in the fridge as well. I might have to have my own private moment with that.

BUT NO NO NO NONO NONO NONO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO ON ONO NON ON ON ONO NO NO NON ON ON ON ON ON NONO NO NO NON NO NO NON
 
I'm jealous now. Insanely jealous. Damn you.
 
There's also cherries, oreo toppers, mint chocolate chip toppers, peanut butter cup toppers...

But they've been out since Friday, so I doubt they're still good. You shouldn't be jealous of food that might be bad.
 
I need cake. Off to the kitchen....YOU MADE ME GET OUT OF MY CHAIR, TISI!!!
 
My work here is done.
 
To be fair, I needed to get up anyway, my coffee cup was empty. I probably should go to bed.
 
Bed?!?! Lucky bastard!!

I've been at work since 4 am. WHY DO YOU THINK I NEED ALL THIS SUGAR
 
You must not be of this plane...where art thou?
 
Australia, m'dear. One of those places you can run too if things go pear shaped today and the McCain/Palin train wreck gets the keys to the car.
 
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