Saturday

Disco Sucks!

IT'S PARTY TIME!!!!!
This is what me and Lakota are doing tonight.
It's already been going on for a couple of hours. Can't wait for more meat...erm, men to arrive.


Sheepbomb? There's no sheepbomb here.
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12 comments:

L.P. said...

Can I wear one of my new pieces of leather? Where's the beer? Where's the nonscaly meat?

6:18 PM
Anonymous said...

Where whatever you want.
Where's your furball?

6:19 PM
L.P. said...

Working I think. He needs to make some dinero so he can buy me trinkets. Things like MOABs and E-bombs.

6:41 PM
Anonymous said...

Oh yeah, now you're speaking my language.

6:43 PM
L.P. said...

Unfortunately I've just used up the sum of my Bat-speak. I'm a knife kinda gal. It's simple, elegant and oh so very sharp.

6:56 PM
Anonymous said...

Wait until you see some of the baby's in my collection.

6:58 PM
L.P. said...

any decent throwing blades?

7:07 PM
Anonymous said...

Oh hell yeah.
But let me show you a couple of my daggers. You are sooooo going to love them.

I need to pick up some crossbows too.

7:08 PM
L.P. said...

now you're talking MY language.
okay - this is boring as fuck.
either find me someone to harrass and fuck the hell out of or i'm gonna call it a night and spend the evening writing disgusting lurv notes to the fuzzy one. You have to save me from that.

7:15 PM
Anonymous said...

Hey, I got us RJ the last time, isn't it your turn?

7:18 PM
L.P. said...

I told you - they all bore the piss outa me. Well, with one notable exception. Stop scowling - I'm not going into girly raptures over him and puking pink hearts all over your blog.

8:22 PM
Anonymous said...

Better fucking not.
Hey, does he have any friends that might like to play?

8:27 PM

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