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[Dovahzeymahlkey]

talk about whatever.

[Dobbysaurus]

I'm hungry

[SlottsMachine]

[Br3admax]

What's the point when every thread is a Susan thread?

[PresidentVorchaMasterBaits]

I took a nasty poo today.

[Dovahzeymahlkey]

[mybudgee]

I prefer dark hair & fair skin on women

[Dobbysaurus]

I prefer dark hair & fair skin on women

 

Likewise. But on men. 

[leighzard]

My cat's breath smells like cat food.

[Lunch Box1912]

Sundays are sad because Monday is the next day

[ruggly]

I have dark hair and fair skin, but it's not that great on the legs.

[Dovahzeymahlkey]

if a thread about being off-topic is on-topic does that mean a mod has to lock it for being off-topic?

[Lunch Box1912]

My cat's breath smells like cat food.

 

Oh Ralphy

[PresidentVorchaMasterBaits]

It stinks!

 

 

edit- referring to my previous post about my messy poo.

[Jeremiah12LGeek]

I took a nasty poo today.

 

Stay on topic, please.

[Dobbysaurus]

The bigger the better.

[ObserverStatus]

Fools! Evil Tim has beckoned you all, for you all will pay with you brains. *bites out Mr. Yumyum's stuffing*

[Dovahzeymahlkey]

Goats are like mushrooms
if you shoot a duck
I'm scared of toasters.

[Cknarf]

I prefer dark hair and dark skin on women.

 

Oh god. It's Monday tomorrow.

[PresidentVorchaMasterBaits]

The bigger the better.

Poo? But bigger would hurt more coming out. 

[Dobbysaurus]

...I was talking about burritos...

[Dovahzeymahlkey]

Dash’s eyes widened, and her face contorted in fear. Then she started to laugh and said, in a voice bordering on hysteria, “Woo, you really got me there, Pinkie Pie. I mean, tricking me into thinking I’m gonna get made into a cupcake? I gotta tell you, this the best prank yet. You win, you’re the best.”

Pinkie only giggled even more. “Aw, thanks, Dash. But I haven’t done any pranks today, so I can’t accept your praise.”

Dash was struggling again. “Pinkie, come on, this isn’t funny.”

“Then why were you laughing?” Before Dash could answer, Pinkie grabbed the cloth and whipped it off the cart. On the cart was a tray containing various sharp medical tools and knives, carefully organized and wickedly sharp, as well as a large medical bag.

Dash was now in full panic mode. She was starting to hyperventilate. Her mind raced as she tried to reason with the pink pony. “You can’t do this, Pinkie! I’m your friend!”

“I know you are and that’s why I’m so happy that I’ve got you here. We get to share your last moments together, just you and me.” Pinkie was skipping again.

“But, the other ponies will wonder where I am. When the clouds pile up, they’ll come looking for me and then you’ll get found out,” Dash cried in desperation.

“Oh, Dash,” said Pinkie. “Don‘t worry, there are plenty of pegasus ponies to take care of a few clouds. And besides, no one will find out. I mean, how long do you think I’ve been doing this?” And with that ominous statement, the lights suddenly came to life and revealed the rest the room.

[Dovahzeymahlkey]

I was adopted. I never knew my real mother; rather, I knew her at one time but I left her side when I was too little to be able to remember. I loved my adopted family though. They were so kind to me. I ate well, I lived in a warm and comfortable house, and I got to stay up pretty late.

Let me tell you about my family real fast: First, there’s my mother. I never called her Mom or anything like that; I just called her by her first name. Janice. She didn’t mind at all though. I called her that for so long, I don’t think she even noticed. Anyhow, she was a very kind woman. I think that she is the one who recommended my adoption in the first place. Sometimes I would lay my head against her in front of the television and she would tickle my back with her nails. She is one of those Hollywood mothers.

Second, there’s Dad. His real name was Richard, but he never really liked me much so I began to refer to him as Dad in a desperate attempt to gain his affection. It didn’t work. I think that no matter what I called him, he would never love me as much as his own child. That’s understandable so I really didn’t press the matter. The most notable attribute of Dad was his unmoving sternness. He was not afraid to pop his children when they did something wrong. I found that out before I could use the restroom properly. He didn’t hesitate to spank me. Well, I’m in line and it’s because of his methods.

Lastly, is my sister. Little Emily was really young when I was adopted, so we were about the same age, but she was slightly older. I liked to think of her as my little sister, though. We got along better than any sibling could possibly get along. We would always stay up late together and just talk. Well, she did a lot of the talking; I mostly just listened because I loved her. It was a great setup that we had! We were short on bedrooms, so- because I didn’t want to sleep in the living room by myself when I was littler- I had a pallet set up for me next to her bed on the floor. This is where I have slept since. But it was cool with me because I enjoyed being with her and I had always felt pretty protective of my little sis.

[Fast Jimmy]

if a thread about being off-topic is on-topic does that mean a mod has to lock it for being off-topic?

We must go deeper.

Topic-ception!