Ewwwwwwwwwwwww!

I walked in the locker room the other day and saw this kid named Shane, and he was kinda chubby, and to compliment that...............Two words: TEENY WEENY.

One word: Gazer.

fat people have small dicks, or so my mom kept telling me as i was growing up to scare me into losing weight (im not really that fat but that mindset is scary)

Whatever. I only saw him for like 2 seconds cuz I had to hurry up and shower.(I was running late.)

Which reminds me: T.G.I. Fridays mozzerela(Did I spell that right?) sticks are awesomely delicious. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...

Whatever. I only saw him for like 2 seconds cuz I had to hurry up and shower.(I was running late.) Which reminds me: T.G.I. Fridays mozzerela(Did I spell that right?) sticks are awesomely delicious. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...

Why so spam?

I think the real problem here is you and your wandering eyes.

Yeah, true that. I had to shower today in gym class. I just keep my eyes above everyone's waist. Sicko.

Hey llamallover2021, are you gay or something? Because, I believe that you are secretly. So, don't deny that you are. Just admit it. I had, too. But, I like both sexes. Welcome to my world.

Hey llamallover2021, are you gay or something? Because, I believe that you are secretly. So, don't deny that you are. Just admit it. I had, too. But, I like both sexes. Welcome to my world.

welcome to my world, babe

Why thank you! Send me a private message and tell me a little about yourself, Mantralord.

You really shouldn't suggest that to him. The things you will end up reading will scar you for life.

Mentally AND physically. That's how bad they are.

You'll cry blood.

Your unborn children will have nightmares engrained in their dna.

Diary of Crime Scene Investigator Mantralord (Aug. 31, 2006):

Lenny G. Macintosh, phD, preferred method of execution: the brass-knuckle cock grind. Boy let me surmise: if the smell of feces camping under his bleeding phallus wasn't enough, the constant shedding of his pubes, weathered down by 10 British winters, rains down like bloody spears from the hell of God. Dr. Macincock, as he likes to be called, (frankly of terrifying intensity) can and will indeed encircle barbed wire dipped in mayonnaise around his putrid penis. Laying there, bleeding to death; a doctor who cannot help himself (and help himself may a higher entity agree to deliver!). I stand there, awestruck.

End of entry.

I just threw up in my mouth

I've been immortalised in a Mantra story! My life is now complete!

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In other news... you could always try blinkers - but put all the way around your eyes, rather than just at the sides?

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Ooooh! I've passed 6000 posts.

Mantra's post almost made me throw up right here in Accounting class. Teacher looked at me funny when I cringed.

Am I the only one who hasn't cringed, wretched, or been completely horrified by it?

It's either the fact that it's just one of Mantra's stories, or because I've got much more important things on my mind like HTML, CSS and Javascript problems.

I think it was "barbed wires dipped in mayonnaise around his putrid penis" that did it for me.