Skerret wrote:He was gorgeous, gorgeous like a nice pot of warm coffee on a clever summer's day. Â His crotch bulged like a turnip, a hot turnip.
adkm1979 wrote:"She whimpered like the lead character's weird looking best friend in the original Fright Night, not the 2011 remake, whimpered just before Chris Sarandon bit him in the neck and turned him into a vampire, as he (the hero in my book, not Chris Sarandon or the weird looking boy) slid like a Mondeo on black ice between her hexidecimal FFFFCC coloured thighs, and entered her, like someone putting something into something smaller, but which stretches to be big enough to comfortably accommodate the first thing."
regmcfly wrote:Her nipples pointed upwards like mini Eiffel towers. Come to think of it, the name for what they were about to do was French, as well. Come to think of it, that's what she was about to do... Come... To think of it.
she said, I was getting right in the mood listening to bonnie tyler, but you've not just eclipsed my heart, you dampened the fire in me.ÂBrooks wrote:"You've ruined it now."
He said,Dark Soldier wrote:Shushy Books, I like the idea.
adkm1979 wrote:I'm guessing this thread is working on the principal that any funny idea stretched out ad infinitum remains uniformly funny along its length.
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