24 Jul 07
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Originally posted by reinfeldChapter 2.
...phallbit is the editor who tried to put an end to whispers...i heard the phone ring..i slammed the door in my mother's face and picked up the receiver..yes, yes, this is he...no, no i do not wish to purchase any bulova watches today...then i hung up...i heard scratching at the door...it was whispers trying to get to my mother...i petted the poor beastie. ...[text shortened]... and hanging over the tub, whispers and i made it out the back door into the cleveland night...
reinfeld's mother and her gigolo Phallbit (sic) jumped on their color-coordinated Harleys (hers black with pink rhinestones, his pink, with black), and crashed through the front door, and circled around the front room, popping Wheelys. Failing to find her tormenter, they roared through the through the bedroom, over the bed and out the window, in hot pursuit.
reinfeld gasped and sobbed as he slogged through the dark, sticky night in the hot, sticky swamps of Cleveland. To his left, croaked the gators. To his right, burped the grizzlies. Over his head buzzed a huge Skeeter. And to his rear ... well, better not to think of it.
He heard a whimper and felt a cascade of warmth down his leg, but dared not tarry to find the source. Suddenly, ...
24 Jul 07
Originally posted by Ice ColdI concur!
This story is almost too lame even for the General Forum. 😞
There IS and will only EVER be one true, definitive RHP story:
Thread 38859
24 Jul 07
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Originally posted by Daemon Sinmmm, nope. it's that halloween one. not this one.
I concur!
There IS and will only EVER be one true, definitive RHP story:
Thread 38859
24 Jul 07
Originally posted by zeeblebotthe sun exploded. BUM!..huge blast, scattering remainings of the solar system all around Mexico. Cleaning up the mess took 15 years, and then...
Chapter 2.
reinfeld's mother and her gigolo Phallbit (sic) jumped on their color-coordinated Harleys (hers black with pink rhinestones, his pink, with black), and crashed through the front door, and circled around the front room, popping Wheelys. Failing to find her tormenter, they roared through the through the bedroom, over the bed and out the window ...[text shortened]... felt a cascade of warmth down his leg, but dared not tarry to find the source. Suddenly, ...
25 Jul 07
Originally posted by reinfeldYou have no excuse for spelling mistakes if you type that slow.
..a giggilo is a quicklh typed name of a sop who hangs around women to git xomething...( do you reallly expect me to be able to type as fast as my mind cna thnk...you get the mistuype if you want to words..i can't slow down for the tuxedo crowd or i will lose the bloom..)...
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