[SmartyBeardo]

14 pages and you culminate it with... this?

I didn't learn much from this thread, but thanks to you at least we all now know the speed of stupid. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/good.gif)

Damn, Fido, you finally got something right. It is called WarLord speed, approximately the same velocity as that short yellow bus that is still waiting for you to quit bitch slapping yourself on this thread.

[Warlord]

Damn, Fido, you finally got something right. It is called WarLord speed, approximately the same velocity as that short yellow bus that is still waiting for you to quit bitch slapping yourself on this thread.

Facile est inventis addere.

[SmartyBeardo]

Facile est inventis addere.

And now you resort to hiding behind the Latin phrase of the day.

Pssst, Boorlord, you didn't invent the word faggot.

[King Eugene]

I'm trying to figure out how the hell did I miss all of this. Good shit and very entertaining. Well worth the 15-20 minutes of my time.

[Warlord]

Pssst, Boorlord, you didn't invent the word faggot.

Nope, you did old man. 2:05am in the morning in your neck of the woods and you'd rather write the gay shit found above than to... say... have sex with a woman? That shit screams flaming faggot to me, homo.

THE DATE
SmarmyWeirdo and James "The Cuntscience" Almonte go on their first date. It's the day Smarmy has been dreaming of... and it is finally here! Yay!

Smarmy sees a man and woman holding hands. He asks James, "What is that couple doing there?"

James says, "Oh, they're making fudge."

Smarmy says "Can we make fudge?"

James says "Okay."

So Smarmy goes home that night, and his wife asks him, "So what did you and James do tonight?"

Smarmy says, "Oh, we made fudge, honey."

Smarmy's wife says "That's nice, dear."


The next day Smarmy and James go on their second date. Smarmy sees another couple. This time they are kissing.

Smarmy says, "What are those two doing, James baby?"

James says, "They're making brownies, cutie-pie."

Smarmy says "Can we make brownies?"

James says "Okay."


Smarmy goes home that night. "What were you and James up to today?" Smarmy's lonely wife asks.

"We were making brownies." Smarmy replies.

"That's nice." Smarmy's wife sighs, retreating to the bedroom for another round with her pink, 4-inch electric dildo. (It is 2 inches longer than Smarmy.)


For their 3rd date, Smarmy and James go to the park. In the bushes, Smarmy sees a girl blowing some dude. He feels slightly aroused, but feels it would be more exciting if the dude were blowing Shane Mosey instead.

Smarmy looks to The Cuntscience and he says, "Oh James, what's going on here?"

"They're making sandwiches." James responds, crossing his fingers.

"Can we make sandwiches too?" Smarmy asks innocently, his eyes all a-twinkle.

"Yes!" James pumps his fist in the air, praising Zeus above.


That night Smarmy returns home.

"What were you and James up to tonight?" Smarmy's lonely housewife asks, as a long, slow, sorrowful sigh escapes her lips.

"We made sandwiches!" Smarmy declares proudly.

"Oh. Well you've still got some mayonnaise on your mouth." Wifey answers.



Later that night Smarmy logs onto Fighthype.com and says..............

[King Eugene]

ROTFLMAO...
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This shit is getting brutal...

This post has been edited by King Eugene: Jun 25 2010, 03:32 AM

[Douchebag]

Nope, you did old man. 2:05am in the morning in your neck of the woods and you'd rather write the gay shit found above than to... say... have sex with a woman? That shit screams flaming faggot to me, homo.

THE DATE
SmarmyWeirdo and James "The Cuntscience" Almonte go on their first date. It's the day Smarmy has been dreaming of... and it is finally here! Yay!

Smarmy sees a man and woman holding hands. He asks James, "What is that couple doing there?"

James says, "Oh, they're making fudge."

Smarmy says "Can we make fudge?"

James says "Okay."

So Smarmy goes home that night, and his wife asks him, "So what did you and James do tonight?"

Smarmy says, "Oh, we made fudge, honey."

Smarmy's wife says "That's nice, dear."


The next day Smarmy and James go on their second date. Smarmy sees another couple. This time they are kissing.

Smarmy says, "What are those two doing, James baby?"

James says, "They're making brownies, cutie-pie."

Smarmy says "Can we make brownies?"

James says "Okay."


Smarmy goes home that night. "What were you and James up to today?" Smarmy's lonely wife asks.

"We were making brownies." Smarmy replies.

"That's nice." Smarmy's wife sighs, retreating to the bedroom for another round with her pink, 4-inch electric dildo. (It is 2 inches longer than Smarmy.)


For their 3rd date, Smarmy and James go to the park. In the bushes, Smarmy sees a girl blowing some dude. He feels slightly aroused, but feels it would be more exciting if the dude were blowing Shane Mosey instead.

Smarmy looks to The Cuntscience and he says, "Oh James, what's going on here?"

"They're making sandwiches." James responds, crossing his fingers.

"Can we make sandwiches too?" Smarmy asks innocently, his eyes all a-twinkle.

"Yes!" James pumps his fist in the air, praising Zeus above.


That night Smarmy returns home.

"What were you and James up to tonight?" Smarmy's lonely housewife asks, as a long, slow, sorrowful sigh escapes her lips.

"We made sandwiches!" Smarmy declares proudly.

"Oh. Well you've still got some mayonnaise on your mouth." Wifey answers.



Later that night Smarmy logs onto Fighthype.com and says..............

Be honest, Bradley how many nights did you cry yourself to sleep after you lost the Team Fighthype title only suffer further humiliation by being banned by Hype for throwing your temper tantrum? (IMG:style_emoticons/default/cray.gif)

[lloyd mayflower]

I definitely think that if Couture and Toney happens, Courture is taking this one. Like it's been said, Toney is going to be in Couture's den.

Hoi! Cut that shit out!
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[Warlord]

Be honest, Bradley how many nights did you cry yourself to sleep after you lost the Team Fighthype title only suffer further humiliation by being banned by Hype for throwing your temper tantrum? (IMG:style_emoticons/default/cray.gif)

I ain't gonna tell you again, Ely, you shut your dough-boy ass up until I tell you you can speak, you fucking half-breed poser. If I want your 0.5 IQ musings, I'll get it. Now get your lame ass in the kitchen and finishing working up that pie I asked your for earlier. And keep my cola on ice, bitch.

And as long as we're bringing up history, tell everyone here how you went whining to Hype after the beatdown I put on your dumb fucking ass. Better yet, bump that financial advice thread that saw you take an anal raping at the brutal hands of Method. I don't think I've ever seen a more humiliating episode.

[Douchebag]

I ain't gonna tell you again, Ely, you shut your dough-boy ass up until I tell you you can speak, you fucking half-breed poser. If I want your 0.5 IQ musings, I'll get it. Now get your lame ass in the kitchen and finishing working up that pie I asked your for earlier. And keep my cola on ice, bitch.

And as long as we're bringing up history, tell everyone here how you went whining to Hype after the beatdown I put on your dumb fucking ass. Better yet, bump that financial advice thread that saw you take an anal raping at the brutal hands of Method. I don't think I've ever seen a more humiliating episode.

Answer my question BRADLEY!