All your butts are belong to me!

[reyler]

HOW'S JESUS SELLING ANNIE OLD GIRL

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

i think she's backed off of that...

[reyler]

Only when it proved unprofitabiggle, I expect.

[El Barto 227]

can i have my butt back? kthnxbai

[reyler]

Nope, sorry. Entry into Fiddles constitutes a lawful transfer to myself of authority over your rump.

[El Barto 227]

Nope, sorry. Entry into Fiddles constitutes a lawful transfer to myself of authority over your rump.

i'll sue...

[reyler]

Justice is swift in the Court of Miracles

I am the lawyers and judge all in one

[El Barto 227]

<-- yeah, well i'm your Master! obey!

[reyler]

Why is it that every five year old that comes in here starts out by trying to talk down to me?

[El Barto 227]

perhaps because you try to steal their butts

why do you steal people's butts?

Edited August 8, 2012 by El Barto 227

[reyler]

It's not theft, it's Terms of Use. Plus, it's still there, I just own it now.

[El Barto 227]

what would you need it for?

sound kinda like a pointless term of use

Edited August 8, 2012 by El Barto 227

[reyler]

FOR OWNING YOUR BUTTS THAT'S WHAT

 

Also what's the deal with practically every one of your posts being edited right after posting

[El Barto 227]

sometimes i make a mistake, added some more to it or something like that

[reyler]

Life needs savestates.

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

I'm having paranoid ideation... but it's not paranoid if I'm right... wait, what?

[reyler]

Just because you're paranoid

Don't mean they're not after you

 

- Nirvana

 

Also the reverse is true; just because they're after you don't mean you're not paranoid.

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

that is unfortunately true... I can't help but test my mental status continually... and note that I continually fail...

[reyler]

Have you tried using a tire gauge instead?

[El Barto 227]

i use a meat thermometer to test my sanity

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

your results?

[bad company]

So many wrong things I can't say that aren't pg-13.

 

I would say his results got butchered

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

so you're imagining the meat thermometer placement as I am?

[bad company]

Yep, thus the reason I can't say it

[reyler]

*sends you both in after it by way of toilet plunger*