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The OMG TEH PANTING HOTS thread.

SSgt_Sniper

Factional Warfare
Since Gagh was so kind as to point out multiple times today (and every other day for three weeks now) Shatna's Harem, it got me thinking, and I came up with a little contest.


Here, all the women with TEHPANTINGHOTS will describe, in short story format, what they would do to/with/for Shatna if they were ever given the opportunity to do so. Shatna will judge. Winner gets a autographed copy of the first annual "Ultimate Man-Whore" calendar, featuring twelve months of oiled Shatna. Ties will be decided in a naked jello-wrestling match, which I will officiate and Neil, Rommie, and Dark Link will judge.

Ready, GO!
 
I must have missed out on a lot during my absences. What exactly has SHATNA done to deserve that wrath of a few people here? It is not that PALADIN cares but curiousity takes me. Did he post pictures of all you ugly motherfuckers after you sent them to him for his dumb little Sim videos (worst manipulation I have ever seen - pure amateur tripe) or did he sell the pictures on e-bay as 'FUGLIEST PEOPLE' souvenirs?
 
SSgt_Sniper said:
Since Gagh was so kind as to point out multiple times today (and every other day for three weeks now) Shatna's Harem, it got me thinking, and I came up with a little contest.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I'll stop doing it, and start posting nothing but fucking hugs from now on.
 
Just when I think I've read the stupidest post ever, you go and post another. You should offer your posting style to hospital operating theatres as a highly-effective alternative to unconsciousness-inducing medications.

If your brain matter was axle grease, there wouldn't be enough in your head to grease the dynamo on a lightening bug's ass. You are obviously suffering from Clue Deficit Disorder. Reading your post makes blindness a wonderful thing to look forward to. How true is Stanislaw J. Lec's famous remark: "Every now and then you meet someone whose ignorance is encyclopedic."

You are about as entertaining as a child's inflatable punching toy. You bop it, it springs back, you bop it again and you forget it ever existed. It slowly deflates in an unused corner, then one day you throw it away. Genius does what it must, talent does what it can, and you had best do what you're told, you dyslexic lobotomy patient. Maybe you wouldn't read like such a pathetic loser if you had enough brains to find water after falling down a well; if your weren't so grossly fat that you have to put your belt on with a boomerang, or if you didn't have a face that people shove in dough to make monster cookies. No, come to think of it, you would.

To sum up: I'd rather pass the world's largest kidney stone than read another post from you.
 
Is there a gibberish translator in the house? I can't make head nor nail of that uber-babble you flung onto the screen during your latest spasmodic seizure. Try learning elementary grammar before attempting to inflict your next literary abomination on this message board.
 
Calling you dull is a gross underestimation of just how tedious you are. You have the personality of a damp sponge and the appeal of a moldy sweat sock.
 
I really get under your skin, don't I? ;)


Damn. The Big Bad Messenger throwing a hissy fit over an itsy bitsy attention whore. I'm honored, truly.
 
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