My excuse for such aberrations is my brief residence in another country - I am permitted to volley to and fro between the respective formats.

Deities can do whatever the fuck they want.

hah, i'm sure a "preevert" and proud of it. about the windbag part-- you can beg and flatter all you want, but i'm not letting you smoke my farts. :D

I wouldn't bet on it Skippy.

i see. so you think YOU are the one who's telepathically connected to them, do you?

Fuckin' A!

He's cute when he thinks he's on a roll.

Coincidentally, I just noticed a spider lurking in the corner of my ceiling. I am cripplingly arachnophobic. If someone could drop by and kill it for me, I would greatly appreciate it.

I knew your friendly banter was suffused with sexual tension.

Tension?
I did him already, and he's a lousy lay.

ooh, just zap it, zap it with your lightning!

actually i just sent that one to attack your stronghold, to prove to you who is boss.

i'm sorry, you just didn't arouse me enough to fly the flag at full mast :(

Who can fault him, when he's got an exposed uterus assailing him? That would throw anyone off their stride.

Point

and

Match.


Damn!

Attack thwarted, interloper has been slain. I pity you, if that's the best you can do. You are Poseidon to my Zeus.

[Homer]Hmmm.... uterus....[/Homer]

yeah, i like those little nereids--- HOTTT!

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ps-- mythological jokes-- what a bunch of geeks!--

Calibre. Calibre Calibre Calibre Calibre Calibre.

I will accept Americans using "theatre" and "lustre," but for some reason "calibre," "colour" and "neighbourhood" bug me.
My inconsistency will surely be my undoing.

cocks?

Bite me.