Dear, Fatbastard (tthe boardie)

[suprefan]

CLEAR YOUR PM BOX! REMEMBER THAT SENT MESSAGES COUNT TOO.


Love, Supre

[TallGuyCM]

ttthe bbboardie

[amyzzz]

Dude, FB is married.

[Tubesock Shakur]

Homophobic SLAM!!!! by the zzz.

[fatbastard]

Clear. Call next time.

[TomAz]

The Thread In Which Amyzzz Is the Funniest

[koryp]

Is clearing ones PM box a new euphemism which I may not be up to speed on? And shouldn't that be a private matter?

[suprefan]

Clear. Call next time.

I did, you didnt pick up.

[amyzzz]

Is clearing ones PM box a new euphemism which I may not be up to speed on? And shouldn't that be a private matter?

AGAIN, FB is married. Only his wife should know about his box business.

[TomAz]

The Thread In Which Amyzzz Is the Funniest

well that didn't last long

[koryp]

Well clearly they are more European about such things than you and I Mrs Zzz.

[amyzzz]

ok, how about, the first post reads like one of Patrick's first high school love notes.

[koryp]

No arguments here.

[gaypalmsprings]

[malcolmjamalawesome]

tttttttoday, junior

[TallGuyCM]

tttttttoday, junior

/thread

[Squeaks]

Woah woah woah, GPS. What the hell are these?

[ThatGirl]

Woah woah woah, GPS. What the hell are these?

Yeah only now just noticing strings of pearls attached to cake by what appears to be sink drain plugs?

[Squeaks]

Yeah only now just noticing strings of pearls attached to cake by what appears to be sink drain plugs?

Yes, ThatGirl, they do look like drain plugs...but I suspect that they are something much more heinous than that.

[ThatGirl]

Yes, ThatGirl, they do look like drain plugs...but I suspect that they are something much more heinous than that.

Can't stop giggling.

[weeklymix]

Paul, your line up image is linking to the SS coachella. You shoudl clear your cahce and re link.

Fatbastard you shoudl clear your cahce and re message.

[SoulDischarge]

Dear Fatbastard,

Last night I had a pizza encounter that was greasier than my wildest pizza fantasies could ever have hoped for. It began, like the best pizza encounters, innocently enough on your run of the mill Monday night. I was gearing up for work, trying to decide what exactly I would eat before, and later on, during my shift. Many ideas ran through my head: maybe get a burger now and a sub for later, or perhaps some kind of gyro situation. That's when I noticed a character on the T.V. show I was watching indulging in a thick, creamy slice of that fabled Italian pie and I knew instantly where my stomach's heart lay. Alas, I still had many decisions left to make: from where should I acquire this delectable treat and what toppings should I garnish it's lactose exterior with? Should I go for some deep and dirty from the somewhat sketchy but always satisfying local family joint, or settle for the no frills of a Little Cesars five dollar holler? Would I settle for the classic standby of pepperoni, or explore the exotic seas of Hawaiian style. All perfectly sound options, but nothing very titillating. Finally, while browsing Google maps for nearby joints, a gem hidden in plain sight caught my eye: Luigi's, our town's top rated pizza joint. This was surely the finest pizza in town, but one that comes at a heftier price than most others. Recalling the rough weekend I had just had, I decided it was time to treat myself right and pursue this well endowed saucer of full succulent flavor. The topping: sausage. Simple, elegant, refined. The first bite hit my mouth like a meat tornado. Ecstasy! Soon I was devouring the rest of the slice in breathless chomps, indulging in my deepest whims of pizza lust. Before I knew it, half the pizza had disappeared, and it was only with a remarkable act of self restraint that I was able to suspend my feast. But my story doesn't end there. As the night wore on, the pizza cooled down, but the fire in my belly raged just as strong and I gradually ate the rest of the pizza, slice by slice, at opportune moments throughout the long, frost tinged night, prolonging my pleasure for as long as I was capable. Come the morning, I discretely slipped the empty box into the trash and went on with my life, no one any the wiser about my indulgent tryst.

Sincerely, SlatheredInCheese

[BROKENDOLL]

Dear SlatheredInCheese,

Well, I don't know about fatbastard, but you had my taste buds reeling at, "The first bite hit my mouth like a meat tornado."

[amyzzz]

YES.

[canexplain]

FB has good taste in mmusic.....Just saying ....cr****

[koryp]

I fear this thread will have negative repercussions into the fitchella thread.

[algunz]

Dear FB,

Will I be meeting you this spring? I believe we met once before with Supre, but that was so long ago. My memory is fading.

Just hoping,
Alessandra

[locachica73]

I would like to meet FB as well.

[koryp]

Well don't expect to get too acquainted with his "PM box", super has already planted his flag.

[xanman86]

Can we use some of that Rolling Stones money to get more capacity for messaging on here? Shit is redonk.