Author Topic: End of Days  (Read 128584 times)

This is what? Azzgab 3.0?

Yeah. But this time, its teflon.



Tsundregab got the hook and WANgab was nerfed.

Its a pity so many soldiers had to fall in this battle.

But we've won the war!!!

Sometimes it's easier to just cut to the fucking chase.

I don’t think so; she has been well-acquainted with my faggotry for some time and was very friendly.  I wrote her a sonnet, remember, which you ignored even though I put all kinds of allusions to Sodomites in it for you, you are so mean!

I think when I pointed out that she was all against PMs and behind-the-curtain cliquery but was herself voxering MV about deleting the whale penis Metron posted she thinks I turned against her, when nothing could be further from the truth!  I learned everything I know about forumming from brig when I was still new to it, and she is still my spiritual mamma, though she may not like where I direct my attention any more than my own mother does.  I mean, you are the world’s worst hypocrite and I still like you.

Rip it off YouTube, isolate the call, clip it and upload it to Vocaroo.

Nobody can bear to get through gay robot boy's show anyway.

We only wanna hear it if it involves you.

No I don’t want to rip off papi; I will post the time though.

I don’t think so; she has been well-acquainted with my faggotry for some time and was very friendly.  I wrote her a sonnet, remember, which you ignored even though I put all kinds of allusions to Sodomites in it for you, you are so mean!

I think when I pointed out that she was all against PMs and behind-the-curtain cliquery but was herself voxering MV about deleting the whale penis Metron posted she thinks I turned against her, when nothing could be further from the truth!  I learned everything I know about forumming from brig when I was still new to it, and she is still my spiritual mamma, though she may not like where I direct my attention any more than my own mother does.  I mean, you are the world’s worst hypocrite and I still like you.

You might think me a mean heartless bastard. However, I don't know if you are aware that she lived in England for a while and went to school in London. I took some pictures of her old school which she hadn't seen for more than 50 years. She didn't seem to mind PMs then.

That wetback is a safe space faggot.

He's officially dating K. Dubb!

How gay can you get?!

We — you and I — have said our I-love-yous, too, bunny.  I am shamelessly promiscuous with my affections.

We — you and I — have said our I-love-yous, too, bunny.  I am shamelessly promiscuous with my affections.

The difference is, I'm not gay.

Your crush is, though.

You might think me a mean heartless bastard. However, I don't know if you are aware that she lived in England for a while and went to school in London. I took some pictures of her old school which she hadn't seen for more than 50 years. She didn't seem to mind PMs then.

Fuck brig I want a pic of you outside Pope’s grotto!  I will not share it with anyone or say anything derisive, just draw little hearts on it.  You know we keep secrets like the black hole of Calcutta — I hold two marriages in the palm of my hand.

Re: End of Days
« Reply #37 on: April 10, 2021, 07:32:23 PM »
Apropos of nothing other than I thought it was interesting and worth sharing: there was a poetry craze in the early 19th Century in France when people started to obsess over versification, trying to turn everything into perfectly formed alexandrines. It even acquired a name: 'metromania'. One person even went to prison when it got out of hand.

Fuck brig I want a pic of you outside Pope’s grotto!  I will not share it with anyone or say anything derisive, just draw little hearts on it.  You know we keep secrets like the black hole of Calcutta — I hold two marriages in the palm of my hand.

It's only been open to the public for a few years, and even then on very rare occasions. I guess they don't want people clumping over and ruining it. I am quite close to Garrick's temple to Shakespeare, which anyone can visit.

Re: End of Days
« Reply #39 on: April 10, 2021, 07:43:08 PM »
Apropos of nothing other than I thought it was interesting and worth sharing: there was a poetry craze in the early 19th Century in France when people started to obsess over versification, trying to turn everything into perfectly formed alexandrines. It even acquired a name: 'metromania'. One person even went to prison when it got out of hand.

No kidding!  Poetry in French is mysterious to me as their stresses aren’t like ours.  There was apparently a similar vogue here when Hiawatha came out, that is entirely stress-based of course.  But damn catchy if you try writing; you begin to think in trochees.

Re: End of Days
« Reply #40 on: April 10, 2021, 07:48:31 PM »
No kidding!  Poetry in French is mysterious to me as their stresses aren’t like ours.  There was apparently a similar vogue here when Hiawatha came out, that is entirely stress-based of course.  But damn catchy if you try writing; you begin to think in trochees.

It's like sung French. 'Faire' would be spoken as 'fair' but sung as 'fair-errr'. God damn the French, we should have wiped them all out at Waterloo for this bullshit.

The difference is, I'm not gay.

Your crush is, though.

Is not. 😜.  I did my best.

Re: End of Days
« Reply #42 on: April 10, 2021, 07:51:48 PM »

The difference is, I'm not gay.

Your crush is, though.

MD may no longer be around but so long as we have someone repeatedly telling us they're not gay, for no apparent reason, he's with us in spirit.

It's only been open to the public for a few years, and even then on very rare occasions. I guess they don't want people clumping over and ruining it. I am quite close to Garrick's temple to Shakespeare, which anyone can visit.

YASS I don’t care if your hair is combed but if you do not manage a hideously vile expression I shall not believe it is you!