Is Wodin Havocs Bitch?

[Puc]

Been noticing that ever since this REFER coalition was founded, most of havocs replies are shortly followed by wodins echo...

So, is REFER really a gay thing?
Do you guys daisy chain a lot?

 

[havoc]

Puc, you poor excuse for a heartbeat. I guess the special time you and your father have playing dominatrix after school has taken its toll. Stick to fucking the caserole on your barbie picnic table and sniffing bicycle seats.

 

[MommaKin]

Wodin and Havoc are my bitches....what they do on their own time is none of my concern

 

[WODIN]

Wodin and Havoc are my bitches....what they do on their own time is none of my concern

life is good....

 

[Thick dog]

I agree with Puc, the only defense Wodin has against Havoc's girating pelvic thrusts are his old decrepid crutches that he obtained during the Lincoln administration. Of course, Havoc kneels down and bobs on anything that dangles from a guy in a Peter Pan costume.

 

[WODIN]

Thick you agreeing with Puc is not a suprise since you both share cum gargling techniques.

 

[Puc]

Puc, you poor excuse for a heartbeat. I guess the special time you and your father have playing dominatrix after school has taken its toll. Stick to fucking the caserole on your barbie picnic table and sniffing bicycle seats.

The only "special time" dad and I share is the time spent popping cum bubbles we just left on the small of your back.

You know, havoc, they say jerking off affects your memory, and apparently using cadaver fecal matter and carnuba wax as lubricant has expedited the process in your dingleberry-sized brain.

 

[Puc]

bumping for queers-r-us

 

[MommaKin]

I enjoyed this thread.
I hope it continues tomorrow.

 

[supersizeme]

well look at all this shit. this looks more like foreplay than it does flaming. the odds of you all ending up in one bed holding each other is about on par with the odds that michael jackson's got a subscription to highlights magazine. if there were any more rainbow gayness going on in this thread i would expect to find a damn pot of gold here at the bottom. daaaaamn why did i click on this and why is may1010 not in here posting away???

 

[havoc]

Puc, those lame catty gay-bait taunts mean less than zero coming from the likes of you; pathetic submissive masochistic Albino American homosexual Greco-roman wrestling champion that you are. You wax your anal afro-pubic-ring with duct tape (to provide your Congoid Pimpdaddy clear access without rugburn) until your Scooby Doo panties look like a kindergarten red-paint potato stamp party game.
I know you lay awake at night dreaming of finding a singles ad from me in your favorite gay-sex contact rag with the sticky pages next to your bed. No chance cock-cushion. Even if I were gay I wouldn’t waste the time it would take to piss on a freebie boardwalk fuckpuppet like yourself. Go back to bed. Lay awake pining away, soaking your lavender aromatherapy sachet with your lonely tears, listing to your favorite Bette Midler Classic Showtoons 8 Track, dreaming of the big buck negro with a wrist-thick cock that will pound your ass until your nose bleeds and make you feel like a virgin again.

You ignant sissy bitch, I’ll get my 8 year old niece to kick your wrinkly ass and slap the dentures out of your mouth.

You're shit , literally.

 

[havoc]

Bumping for when Puc chews through his gimp collar.

 

[Thick dog]

Can you all do me a favor and wake me up when someone makes funny post on this thread. Thanks.

 

[havoc]

Thick, stick to farting out used condoms from your local penetentiary ok?

 

[Puc]

Puc, those lame catty gay-bait taunts mean less than zero coming from the likes of you; pathetic submissive masochistic Albino American homosexual Greco-roman wrestling champion that you are. You wax your anal afro-pubic-ring with duct tape (to provide your Congoid Pimpdaddy clear access without rugburn) until your Scooby Doo panties look like a kindergarten red-paint potato stamp party game.
I know you lay awake at night dreaming of finding a singles ad from me in your favorite gay-sex contact rag with the sticky pages next to your bed. No chance cock-cushion. Even if I were gay I wouldn’t waste the time it would take to piss on a freebie boardwalk fuckpuppet like yourself. Go back to bed. Lay awake pining away, soaking your lavender aromatherapy sachet with your lonely tears, listing to your favorite Bette Midler Classic Showtoons 8 Track, dreaming of the big buck negro with a wrist-thick cock that will pound your ass until your nose bleeds and make you feel like a virgin again.

You ignant sissy bitch, I’ll get my 8 year old niece to kick your wrinkly ass and slap the dentures out of your mouth.

You're shit , literally.

havoc... if you would have taken a timeout in the middle of your homophobic diatribe, you would have realized that the sharp pain in your rectum was not of the typical "I forgot my hemorrhoid donut" variety. No, in fact, it was supersizeme's index and ring finger which stood erect (does that word turn you on?), extending from his palm which he stealthily placed on the seat of your char just before you squatted in front of that TRS-80 Model 3 that you surf elite with.

Next time you are at walmart hunting for oral sex barriers and helicopter beanies, you might consider purchasing "An Idiots guide to flaming" because your lexicon is subpar and your metaphors evoke memories of word-wars I have recently had with my 6 year old cousin. You really need to remedy that before being so effrontery.

Now, save us all some time. Cover your eyes and begin reciting "I am Puc's bitch." I would rather we just cut to the chase so I could save the few keystrokes it would otherwise take to dispatch you.

Otherwise, I won't let you play with my nipples next time you are privileged enough to deepthroat my manhood.

 

[havoc]

Bet you thought your fevered prayers to your cum starched Peewee Herman poster had finally paid off and I was actually intimidated by your last post. No such luck for you, Lord of the hamsters. Your scrotum and your mouth correlate with each other, Why? Because they both flap in an empty manner you balless wonder. Your stretchmarked mouth explodes open with a mixture of gibberish, spittle and chunks of last nights burnt weenie sandwich. You've been backing into far too many doorknobs for your own good. Backing into far too many knobs period. It's fucked whatever sense you had out of you, not in.
It's a real shame you didn't come up with a decent flame in any of your limp wristed posts. I had hoped you'd rise to the occasion, but you just sat there "drooling figure eights on your keyboard". Anyone would think you were the gang fucked remainders of the Bay City Rollers drummer for fucks sake for the amount of drool you've posted here. I actually don't understand how you can type when your swollen cranium is obviously so full of cum from half a dozen "sleep over bandits" that you cant even burp without leaving cock custard on your skin tight teletubbie negligee, Doris. Well, guess I 'll wait for another shit smeared reply from you you pumpkin pumping pumpernickel sandwich of gayness, eat up bitch.

 

[Milhouse]

This deserves a good bum, fucking hilarious.