In My Absence...

[Kristy]

Dear Roth Army members,

I would like to sincerely thank you for allowing me this very narrow window of opportunity to make a comment with regards to the slave known as FORD: I have given this response a lot of thought so here it is ladies and gentlemen:


Apologize for posting all your shit pseudo-left wing horseshit over the years and how you use that to brow beat others.

Make that apology in writing

Then self ban for a minimum of two years.



Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

[DONNIEP]

Hey!! Kristy's back! It's about time too. Geez, I was beginning to think a gang of Hippies had kidnapped you and brainwashed you into sitting in a drum circle somewhere in the Rockies.

[FORD]

Die in a fire cunt

[chefcraig]

Die in a fire cunt

Oh, please...sweet tap-dancing baby Jeesuz...
learn where to insert a comma. I was once married to a firecunt, and 'tis why I have to get pills from CVS all the time...

[Anonymous]

Welcome back, Kristy baby!

[cadaverdog]

Die in a fire cunt

Don't hold back. Tell us how you really feel.

[DONNIEP]

Oh, please...sweet tap-dancing baby Jeesuz...
learn where to insert a comma. I was once married to a firecunt, and 'tis why I have to get pills from CVS all the time...

I "dated" this super whore for a few months once. The first nite we hooked up I was in the bathroom, took a piss then was looking in the mirror and said to myself "you know this chick is gonna give you something". I fucked her.

[chefcraig]

I "dated" this super whore for a few months once. The first nite we hooked up I was in the bathroom, took a piss then was looking in the mirror and said to myself "you know this chick is gonna give you something". I fucked her.

It's about 3:45AM...yer pretty much loaded. It's a Friday night, and there you are at the combo fisherman's/7/11 store, buying ice and beer, and some cut fish, loading up the coolers to go fishing in roughly 4 hours. Rather than passing out in the truck bed, you can more often than not find yerself open to about any suggestion from a woman of just about any age, more often than not....well 35-48 somethingish.

Thank Christ you remembered to bring that quiet little wind-up alarm clock, and over the years learned to dress silently in a closet with a pocket full of change in yer trousers when her husband returns home unexpectedly.