PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
Necromunchkin said:
Yeah. Go ahead. I am guarranteed to say childish things about my penis, so it's only fair if you can as well. You did have to suffer through that picture, anyway.
post your nude pics here
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Yeah. Go ahead. I am guarranteed to say childish things about my penis, so it's only fair if you can as well. You did have to suffer through that picture, anyway.
PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
EricT said:
Bring it, biotch. You don't know me! YOU DON'T KNOW ME! But you do know my penis quite well.
Edit: Homo.
Necromunchkin
Lord of the Whisky
Well in that case...
Oh good, should always have something for the kids to break the pinata with.
Lord of Metal said:
Oh good, should always have something for the kids to break the pinata with.
EricT
Don't you ever get...
EricT
Don't you ever get...
Tee
Satan's yoyo
with all this babbling, I lost interest in seeing the picture at all. (I didn't even have the interest, what am I talking about....)
PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
Necromunchkin
Lord of the Whisky
Tee said:
I believe that was the intent. That and to continue with infantile banter in regards to said pic.
Tee
Satan's yoyo
Necromunchkin
Lord of the Whisky
PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
Don't worry about it, Tee. It was very stupid of me, anyway. It was making its way around the mIRC chatroom (don't ask, or ask), and so I decided...to Hell with it, if everyone's going to see it, why doesn't EVERYONE see it? Well, a few seconds later, I realized that this was a terrible decision and removed it as quickly as my dial-up would allow. Obviously not quickly enough. Now, I don't have that big of a problem, really, and I won't make a fuss, as it was all me anyway, but alas, I just wasn't cut out for this full-frontal nudity business.
PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
Not much to see anyway. 
Which brings me to another point, these guys must have been REALLY interested to get that close to the screen!
Which brings me to another point, these guys must have been REALLY interested to get that close to the screen!
Tee
Satan's yoyo
relax, it's not a big deal anyway (LOL, OK), I don't mind, don't care.... *continues to consider you silly*
Necromunchkin
Lord of the Whisky
Lord of Metal said:Not much to see anyway.
THere are moments in life when having a 20" monitor is indeed a burden rather than a gift.
Tee
Satan's yoyo
PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
Hehe. Tiny penis. I usually tell people that I'm hung like a Ken doll (DOGMA!), but based on my new perspective, I must admit that I could be giving myself a little too much credit there.
Tee
Satan's yoyo
PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
Anyway, look guys, I don't want this thread to be a downer all because of me, so here's a poem I wrote about a little girl's death:
A Yard Lit by a Fall
A back yard, comforted serenity
For a child abandoned.
Resting near the road, a pink bicycle.
Its wheels worn from flying up and down
A cracked sidewalk, and its body scratched
From skidding tumbles, which soon after, a loving giant
Came running and scooped it back up.
Lying in the center of the yard,
A tattered rag doll
With stuffing seeping out of its head,
Caused by an insignificant fall from a tree’s peak.
The same loving giant who scooped up the bicycle
Remedied its head with a needle and some thread,
And on again it went,
Soaring into the air.
Beside the doll,
Drawings and scribbles,
Animals and wonders of another world,
Displayed by clouds to wide-open eyes.
One drawing stands out,
Not of imagination, but of affection,
Which when seen by the loving giant,
Brought a tender smile to his face as a tear trickled down his cheek.
To the right of the road,
A deep black shadow relaxes on swaying grass.
Above, a petite giggling girl,
Her eyebrows bouncing up and down,
Overjoyed by the magnificent ride her swing provides.
She continues going higher, reaching for the gleaming sun.
She makes it to the uppermost point, as tall as a tree,
And she lets go…
In the air, her body twirls.
She dances and spins,
A little awkward
Like a ballerina in her first show,
And the sun’s light reflects off of her bright green eyes
As she finishes her play, the finale.
The grass applauds her act, a standing ovation
And she takes a bow…
She hit the ground with a thud.
Her neck snapped, head cracked
And blood poured out, forming a stream to the road.
Still locked onto her face was a smile, and her arms still reaching for the sun.
A leaf off pranced over and crumbled on her chest.
Here the giant’s only love
Lies sleeping in his arms.
A Yard Lit by a Fall
A back yard, comforted serenity
For a child abandoned.
Resting near the road, a pink bicycle.
Its wheels worn from flying up and down
A cracked sidewalk, and its body scratched
From skidding tumbles, which soon after, a loving giant
Came running and scooped it back up.
Lying in the center of the yard,
A tattered rag doll
With stuffing seeping out of its head,
Caused by an insignificant fall from a tree’s peak.
The same loving giant who scooped up the bicycle
Remedied its head with a needle and some thread,
And on again it went,
Soaring into the air.
Beside the doll,
Drawings and scribbles,
Animals and wonders of another world,
Displayed by clouds to wide-open eyes.
One drawing stands out,
Not of imagination, but of affection,
Which when seen by the loving giant,
Brought a tender smile to his face as a tear trickled down his cheek.
To the right of the road,
A deep black shadow relaxes on swaying grass.
Above, a petite giggling girl,
Her eyebrows bouncing up and down,
Overjoyed by the magnificent ride her swing provides.
She continues going higher, reaching for the gleaming sun.
She makes it to the uppermost point, as tall as a tree,
And she lets go…
In the air, her body twirls.
She dances and spins,
A little awkward
Like a ballerina in her first show,
And the sun’s light reflects off of her bright green eyes
As she finishes her play, the finale.
The grass applauds her act, a standing ovation
And she takes a bow…
She hit the ground with a thud.
Her neck snapped, head cracked
And blood poured out, forming a stream to the road.
Still locked onto her face was a smile, and her arms still reaching for the sun.
A leaf off pranced over and crumbled on her chest.
Here the giant’s only love
Lies sleeping in his arms.
Necromunchkin
Lord of the Whisky
PlatypusJesus
A Dead Sun Serenity
Admittedly, it's choppy. I wrote it in...eleventh grade...I think. So here, a more recent poem about a mother drowning her child:
Drowning Newborn Dolor
Mirror shards in crystal screens film
Neurons firing through smoking gods
To porcelain souls, and I can’t love or
Believe.
My splintered lips scarred your forehead
And I am sorry for the nail
In your memory, but I dressed
You for thunderstorms before you could
Breathe and scream. Dance and grow. Speak.
The rain evaporated from your
Eyelids without a blink.
Tears will fill the pool higher above
Your feet as you sink under my hands.
Swim mute and still and float.
Inhale rapture. You can rise now, please.
Ice strips in ceramic projectors roll
Credits casting smoking gods
And porcelain souls, and I can’t love or
Believe.
As you can see, I have an unhealthy obsession with killing children. So, small penis and I like to kill children. I think I see a future!
Drowning Newborn Dolor
Mirror shards in crystal screens film
Neurons firing through smoking gods
To porcelain souls, and I can’t love or
Believe.
My splintered lips scarred your forehead
And I am sorry for the nail
In your memory, but I dressed
You for thunderstorms before you could
Breathe and scream. Dance and grow. Speak.
The rain evaporated from your
Eyelids without a blink.
Tears will fill the pool higher above
Your feet as you sink under my hands.
Swim mute and still and float.
Inhale rapture. You can rise now, please.
Ice strips in ceramic projectors roll
Credits casting smoking gods
And porcelain souls, and I can’t love or
Believe.
As you can see, I have an unhealthy obsession with killing children. So, small penis and I like to kill children. I think I see a future!
