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Random MSN Gibberings XCV - Love ya. Not really.

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*YAWN/STRETCH/ZZZZZ*

urgh. soooo tired. I only wish it were from sexytime shenanigans and not due to having been up all night on thee throne, pooing through the eye of a needle, as the saying goes.

whatever peevee does or is, I highly recommend you don't do it on a full stomach. ever

I have no clue whether I like it or not tbh, made me grin like a cheshire cat till my face hurt, but made me yawn constantly at the same time, like big huge satisfying belly yawns from the pit of your stomach ... yawning into someone's face when they're trying to take advantage of the situation and keep their focus on carnal stuff, doesn't quite gel right :o ... and then came the toilet issue
 
yawning into someone's face when they're trying to take advantage of the situation and keep their focus on carnal stuff, doesn't quite gel right :o

Know the feeling ever-so-well, and I've never even taken MDPV. :D

Sorry to hear it didn't turn out right though.
 
Good afternoon! Pleasant people of the internet.

Twas a warm day of yesterday.
The sun shone magnificently through blue skies unto my knee, whereupon I momentarily cherished the heat.

Also someone died @ work on Saturday. (I wasn't working though).
Sounds like said person got a bit too old for their own good.

They aggressively died in the toilets. All over the floor.
 
^^Innit.

Also, talking of writing/reading stuffs. I was trying to think of an idea for a creative writing thread after RLP's recent contribution.

Maybe get people to add so many words to a story? But they have to include X amount of adjectives or something?

I'm sure Jancrow could come up with a beauty idea.
 
He will do. Of that I'm sure.

Evenin' EADD. I'm on the not-very-HR cocktail of codeine linctus, diazepam, promethazine, spliff and Kestrel Super, which is serving as my dinner this fine-yet-breezy evening. Isn't that how one of those ghastly rapper chaps died? Well I shan't be doing any dying, in all likelihood. That may disappoint some of you, but disappointment's my speciality, honey. ;)

Town full of marauding, fat, ugly City fans and women who would never dream of sleeping with me flaunting their tightly-clad, pert bottoms like some kind of inhumane taunt. Especially as the diaz meant none of them gave me the kind of uncontrollable erection that inevitably leads to the most crystal-clear of memory wanks. Didn't matter - bag full of pharms acquired through a comnbination of fading boyishness, mother's fake shopping list and clothes that society considers 'smart'. Not the greatest haul, but enough mischief in the acquisition of said supplies to feel alive.

Faint smell of diesel, long walk back, the always-unsatisfactory-walk-home-roll-up and then back to books, records, empty containers of everything, Brylcreem, nail scissors, dust and regret.

So - that Cher Lloyd, yeah?
 
feeling a little blue today are we samh, hope her mum or dad dont find out ;)

=D

Funny you should mention it - I was so pissed off at their antics halfway down Piccadilly concourse that I spotted one who wasn't half bad; wearing some tight, sky-blue 'CHAMPIONS' top and those sort of faux-jogging bottoms that those types wear, accentuating a substantial-yet-shapely arse. For a city fan.

The demon that walks with me everywhere making me want to kill and steal wanted to bend her over the Evening News stand and tear her dirtbox to shreds with my Red-loving cock in front of her outraged fat, ugly, flag-waving shithouse family.

As in most of these situations I moved on as calmly as possible and the moment passed. Thank fuck.
 
=D

Funny you should mention it - I was so pissed off at their antics halfway down Piccadilly concourse that I spotted one who wasn't half bad; wearing some tight, sky-blue 'CHAMPIONS' top and those sort of faux-jogging bottoms that those types wear, accentuating a substantial-yet-shapely arse. For a city fan.

The demon that walks with me everywhere making me want to kill and steal wanted to bend her over the Evening News stand and tear her dirtbox to shreds with my Red-loving cock in front of her outraged fat, ugly, flag-waving shithouse family.

As in most of these situations I moved on as calmly as possible and the moment passed. Thank fuck.

Yea! Go on Sammy love it :)
 
Slave mop is so 1850's.

It's all about these bad boys:
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