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I'm erasing everything I ever said here....you ingrates.
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i for one think morty should get the tampax award.....stay in your room puto lolololololol:eek:
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You would you doddering lunatic. Go fucl< a merrily painted horse. |
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Fucl< you ..you simple minded cokesocare. |
denied...no soup for you!!!!!
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1st round is over.
Go to your corners. You have a minute to fix cuts, get vaseline on your eyeballs, and have your cornermen give your crotch a sponge bath. 2nd round and... fight. |
Canterbury Tales was never this bad.
Thanks so much to both of you composers of great music. Your kettledrums play with a water logged thud and your oboes fall from way up high into the orchestra pit like a drunken starling. |
You're going to have to request that Mosticalli Mort change his name... he doesn't look very good.
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BURP. Oh excuse me. Whiskey. Blech! Show some guts here ma'am. You bet Morty to win...only! At least play a 247 box in both exacta and trifecta. You'll be gald you did. |
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That's the spirit!! God your pitiful. |
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Oh forget it. |
HEY!!
ROR! How can Debo Ebie be on!!!!? FR&L-A!! |
Enough with the music metaphors and the theme of not understanding Morton's deep intellect.
Move on. New metaphor and quit your whimpering. Type in the 3rd person and relate everything to movies ala Mary Catherine Gallagher... or something. I know you can do it Morton you have stepped up before. |
Billboards challenge you,Gardener.
Plant something....preferably yourself. |
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And the Gardener and the Pee stuff have run their course. You can make more fun of me as a teacher. You have not used that excessively. I am asking you to extend your horizons Morton. You have come through before. New material, new style. |
I'll leave that honor to your students.
Leave me alone...is that asking so much? |
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Ok. I will cease. |
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