ATTENTION HO's and ****O'S

[Sightseek]

Originally Posted by Mortimer

He left.

He's at FON.




I couldn't help him in GenPop because of Steveis jealousy of me.

Or else I certainly would have....regardless of what he now thinks.
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FON? NT is the place to be.

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by Sightseek

FON? NT is the place to be.

Well at least I'm not Mr. Fucl<ing As shole here.






Yet anyway.

[The Indomitable DrugS]

Originally Posted by Mortimer

Do you mean God or Mossy?...I mean Hossy?

The three are interchangable.

[Sightseek]

Originally Posted by Mortimer

Well at least I'm not Mr. Fucl<ing As shole here.






Yet anyway.

Someone please send help....I think I am lost.

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by The Indomitable DrugS

The three are interchangable.

Oh...good one.

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by Sightseek

Someone please send help....I think I am lost.

If I show you the way...





.....even my predator status won't help me.

[Mortimer]

'Nother slow day at NT.




Gosh.

























thud

[Mortimer]

The tension is building quickly in anticipation of the HO Of The Night.

I'm hoping for a real short skirt and fine dupa.....with pretty legs.





Don't disappoint us Mr. Pants.

[Mortimer]

Phooey.

I'll never make 7246 by tomorrow.




I may fail to do so,but it won't be the first time.

So be nice to me...it's your last chance.

[Rileyoriley]

Originally Posted by Mortimer

Phooey.

I'll never make 7246 by tomorrow.




I may fail to do so,but it won't be the first time.

So be nice to me...it's your last chance.

Go for 10,000!!

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by Rileyoriley

Go for 10,000!!

A legion of posters retching on their way out of this thread.






But entirely too kind all the same.


=:>

[Mortimer]

Well at least one true friend was nice to me.

There's still time.




Don't be a fool.

[Mortimer]

I may leave a fowarding addrress.

[Mortimer]

I heard things.





I heard thiiings.

[Mortimer]

Now which way shall she turn? what shall she say?
Her words are done, her woes are more increasing;
The time is spent, her object will away,
And from her twining arms doth urge releasing.
'Pity,' she cries, 'some favour, some remorse!'
Away he springs and hasteth to his horse.

But, lo, from forth a copse that neighbors by,
A breeding jennet, lusty, young and proud,
Adonis' trampling courser doth espy,
And forth she rushes, snorts and neighs aloud:
The strong-neck'd steed, being tied unto a tree,
Breaketh his rein, and to her straight goes he.

[Mortimer]

Stopping by Friends on an Unsuspecting Day

Whose place this is I think I know,
His house is in the village though.
He will see me stopping here,
To watch his place fill up with one more.

My little noodle thinks it queer,
To stop without a friend to me near,
Between the last time off a this time,
The darkest day of all the years.

He gives his idea and to all a shake,
To make sure there is no mistake.
The only other sound's the two,
And they do not speak to the flake.

The turns of life are cruel... dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And nowhere to go..they stay within and with me they weep
And nowhere to go..they stay within and with me they weep

-- mdf

[Mortimer]

Pies?

[Late Fires]

Originally Posted by Mortimer

Stopping by Friends on an Unsuspecting Day

Whose place this is I think I know,
His house is in the village though.
He will see me stopping here,
To watch his place fill up with one more.

My little noodle thinks it queer,
To stop without a friend to me near,
Between the last time off a this time,
The darkest day of all the years.

He gives his idea and to all a shake,
To make sure there is no mistake.
The only other sound's the two,
And they do not speak to the flake.

The turns of life are cruel... dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And nowhere to go..they stay within and with me they weep
And nowhere to go..they stay within and with me they weep

-- mdf

Fine work.

OOOOOOOOOO

[Mortimer]

I am eyelined by this bestowal.







I have more.






Not eyeliner

Poims.

[Mortimer]

Betrayal to right of him,
Betrayal to left of him,
Shiv in wait behind him
Sharp and twisting;
Stormed at with silence from hell,
While the past and present fell,
He had thought it so well
But did come through the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of him,
Left of the conundrum.

Why does his glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge he made!
Honour the his light and do not jade,
Noble conundrum!