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[Decepticon Leader Sully]

I got a warning about my language. im playing it safe.. certan users of a Tumblerett nature like reporting me.

[Steelcan]

Only a single warning?

 

I've got 7

[Decepticon Leader Sully]

Oh if i wanted i can wrack em up like no ones buisness.

[LPPrince]

You heard it here folks, safe sex. 

 

Cooties are serious business.

[Jock Cranley]

Only a single warning?

 

I've got 7

 

I got 0 and I'm the devil.

[A Crusty Knight Of Colour]

Only a single warning?

 

I've got 7

 

4 warning plebeian race here. Impressive, m8.

[Decepticon Leader Sully]

I got 0 and I'm the devil.

No your not you are just a sweet Transvestite froooom Trannnnnsexualllll Transsssilvaniaaaaaaaaa.

[ruggly]

I got 0 and I'm the devil.

 

The more important question is can you play the fiddle?

[Steelcan]

I wonder who has the most, and isn't permabanned

[Steelcan]

The more important question is can you play the fiddle?

[Decepticon Leader Sully]

The more important question is can you play the fiddle?

Well i can fiddle whith the best of em.. i can do it at work... oh.. OOOOOH you meant play the Violin.. 

[ruggly]

Well i can fiddle whith the best of em.. i can do it at work... oh.. OOOOOH you meant play the Violin.. 

 

Ayyyyyyyyy.

[Fast Jimmy]

I'm a glutton for interaction so I'll never have my fill
That's like asking George Foreman fans if they had enough of his grill

#BARSSTILL

Does rhyming give you such a thrill?
Do words without prose not have enough frill?

[The Love Runner]

The more important question is can you play the fiddle?

[mybudgee]

Wow... serious testosterone going on.

 

Let's go to the club! I'll buy a lapdance for everybody!! 

 

[Steelcan]

I must say I have an addiction to the rhyme

I can't help but be in awe, that's why rap is a favorite past time 

A masterful use of phonetics can be so heaven sent

And set a new precedence for excellence

 

#BARSSTILL #INTERNALS

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door—
"‘Tis some visitor," I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
               Only this and nothing more.”

[Steelcan]

Ah! That would've messed with me all night.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
               Nameless here for evermore.