I am Ace Diamond.

[Anonymous]

Where are Your Hands?

That's none of your business, young man.

Cheers! :bottle:

[Dan]

Young Man,How Dare You.:D

[Dan]

Her Fingers are Doing The Walking.:D

[Sensible Shoes]

Where are Your Hands?

They're busy typing up the next Ace Diamond Adventures.

Or searching for sex toys, I"m not sure.

[thome]

They're busy typing up the next Ace Diamond Adventures.

Or searching for sex toys, I"m not sure.

I'll Be your Freekazoid..

[Sensible Shoes]

At least someone gets it.

[thome]

I can see you now on the porch with the triangle .

[Dan]

How Rude.:D

[thome]

I mean the kind of triangle that when you take the rod and hit it, in the rite spot, it rings a bell and then we feel good, inside.

[Dan]

How Good?

[MAX]

Hey Now.:D

I Dont Stick Things In Or Near My Ass You Sick Fucker.:D

That's All.

Oh kakariki shit!!! You know that's a lie cos you left this behind in your locker at Rothchats!!!



Now, who's the sick fucker?!?!?!?!?

Prolly took that to your dumbass White Sox game too you sick kiwi bastiiid!!! :p

[Dan]

That's A Lie.:D

There Is No Proof.

I Did It For The Rock.:D

[Sensible Shoes]

I mean the kind of triangle that when you take the rod and hit it, in the rite spot, it rings a bell and then we feel good, inside.

Like Granny Clampett yelling "DINNER"!!!!!! Yes it's time for pork knuckles and cornpone at the ranch.

[chefcraig]

Like Granny Clampett yelling "DINNER"!!!!!! Yes it's time for pork knuckles and cornpone at the ranch.

Fuck that drivin', let's dine at the fancy eatin' table.

[kwame k]

Now you're talkin' down home eatin', cook me something in beer and let's roll