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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 5:38 am
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I LOVE THIS EVENT!!!!
Quote: Dear God-Raped-Me, I believe it was Muse who once sang, "Oh, my banana, my cheese, I've hungered for your heartburn a long, shiny time." Well, that's exactly how I feel. Or maybe I should quote your favorite rapper, LL Cool J, who said "ripping ain't easy, but it's necessary, and I'm chasing cigarettes like Tom chases Jerry." Either way, you know what I'm getting at: will you be my Valentine? XOXO, wakusei
Quote: God-Raped-Me, You know how the song goes: "Dark men say only pickles rush in." Well, I'm afraid I must. I can't wait another minute to feel your Invisible embrace. Now I know how Indy felt when the Omnileeches first parted to reveal Toast silhouetted against a Jimmy sky. It was Tsuji at first sight! Please be mine. I'll be right here, Daiing ATGruly until you get here. Yours truly, Kalstolyn
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 5:58 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 6:33 am
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Quote: Dearest Elcia, I cannot begin to describe how sparringly my pinky finger burns for you. As I write this, I'm melting in my pencil, unable to contain my glowing desire. Please, accept my juicy embrace and know that you're truly the pineapple of my eye. I yearn for you sensually, wakusei
Quote: Dear Elcia, When I think of you, I get Bats in my eyes. Though it makes me feel erratic, it's also exciting. Whenever we taste together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are feeling at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously fluttery and queasy with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a feel of the eye lashes? I hope we can keep shaking together for 1337 years. Sometimes yours, Kusaragi heart Thanks XD
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 10:23 am
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Quote: Dear Chexley, I believe it was Madonna who once sang, "Oh, my baby, my precious, I've hungered for your ring a long, sharp time." Well, that's exactly how I feel. Or maybe I should quote your favorite rapper, lil Kim, who said "convulsing ain't easy, but it's necessary, and I'm chasing pieces like Tom chases Jerry." Either way, you know what I'm getting at: will you be my Valentine? XOXO, wakusei
Thank you, Waku. I'm very glad you hunger for my 'ring. I'll have to send you a recipe for original onion rings or something. whee
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:58 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 8:17 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 3:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 8:54 pm
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Profitable Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 8:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 9:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 7:34 am
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Blackie the Cow I might have sent one or two unsettling valentines >.> Yes... yes, you did. xd
Blackie the Cow Chexley, You know how the song goes: "hooker-ish men say only beam blades rush in." Well, I'm afraid I must. I can't wait another minute to feel your groovy embrace. Now I know how Old Bill felt when the orphans first parted to reveal T-Bear silhouetted against a disgusting sky. It was AAAAAANNNNNNNGSSSSSSSST at first sight! Please be mine. I'll be right here, masturbating disturbingly until you get here. Yours truly, Blackie the Cow
ranchlamb Dear Chexley, When I think of you, I get Turtles in my Stomach. Though it makes me feel snotty, it's also exciting. Whenever we babble together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are lingering at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously fuzzy and flacky with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a finding of the fat lips? I hope we can keep hunting together for 45 years. openly yours, ranchlamb
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 1:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 1:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 2:43 pm
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Erius zee Dog Dear Wakusei, I believe it was Elvis who once sang, "Oh, my pants, my chocolate, I've hungered for your dream a long, undying time." Well, that's exactly how I feel. Or maybe I should quote your favorite rapper, Cupid, who said "raving ain't easy, but it's necessary, and I'm chasing lunatics like Tom chases Jerry." Either way, you know what I'm getting at: will you be my Valentine? XOXO, Erius zee Dog
pickle relish Dearest wakusei, I cannot begin to describe how floppily my frontal lobe burns for you. As I write this, I'm snorkeling in my marmalade, unable to contain my karate chopping desire. Please, accept my glowing embrace and know that you're truly the papaya of my eye. I yearn for you charmingly, pickle relish
Jaft Dear wakusei, Please, my beloved, come with me on a erect journey to the deepest limb of my ovary. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in New York and dance with me across the undulating hair? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and kiss like grabbing ears? Yours truly, Jaft
Kaz Likes Cookies Dear wakusei, How I long to hear your malicious song again. What was it called? Ah yes, Love Hurts. How your beautiful voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded snake. Such lustful! Let us join together and licking in unison, your tasty song carrying our hearts to yummy heights. With love, Kaz Likes Cookies
invisible-weirdo Dear wakusei, When I think of you, I get rabid gerbils in my kidney. Though it makes me feel mauve, it's also exciting. Whenever we disturb together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are waddling at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously dusty and crumpled with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a babble of the eyebrow? I hope we can keep fluttering together for over 9000(!) years. oddly yours, invisible-weirdo
Alarias Dear wakusei, How I long to hear your Alaliscious song again. What was it called? Ah yes, Rollin'. How your Alaliscious voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded Dog. Such groovy! Let us join together and jumpin like a pumpkin in unison, your Alaliscious song carrying our hearts to Alaliscious heights. With love, Alarias
Kerrigan_dragon My beloved wakusei, You and I are just two cylindrical people trying to make it in this musty world. I know we're not perfect-- I've certainly been guilty of jaywalking in the past, and I know you've dabbled in Pride, but let's put that all in the past and focus on what really matters: our yellow love. Without you, I'm nothing but a soft platypus. Yours fast, Kerrigan_dragon
~DR.MOOFASA~ Dear wakusei, When I think of you, I get stegasaurus in my small intestine. Though it makes me feel frothy, it's also exciting. Whenever we lunge together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are harassing at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously pink n' sparkly and hairy with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a slither of the folicles? I hope we can keep vibrating together for -492 years. jauntily yours, ~DR.MOOFASA~
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