Where's that son of a bitch who harshed my mellow last night?

[LeftyFingerPop]

:mad:

[Phillycat]

1. Sorry. They TS'd our plaything.

[LeftyFingerPop]

2. Ohhhh. Thanks. n/t

[taterguy]

3. You rang?

[LeftyFingerPop]

4. Ring this.

[taterguy]

5. You want me to ring your ding a ling?

You'll have to buy me a lot of drinks first

[LeftyFingerPop]

6. C'mon over. I have whiskey.

[taterguy]

12. I'm on the way

[NYC_SKP]

7. We won our bet with the genius.

Chessplayer got the granite checker.

[tekisui]

8. You are not my type.

[TK421]

9. For a second, that looked like marshed your mellow...and sounded kinky

then I read it again :rofl:

[Left Is Write]

10. You're not his type.

[Dr. Strange]

11. I still smell onion.

:hi:

[Lil Missy]

13. He worked my last nerve, so I pissed all over his feet.

Honestly, can't ya just smell a fucker like that?

I got snarly with him and he ended up calling me Miss Pissy or Miss Prissy or something. (I was so hurt and cried so hard I almost had to wake you. *sniffle!*)

Skittles KICKED HIS FREEPER ASS!

He's gone now. Nothing to see here.

[kayakjohnny]

14. That sure was some wacky stuff. I had been gone most of the day.

When I got on here later in the eve, I'm like, "Oh no!...What in the world is happening here?" Couldn't believe my eyes. Didn't want to jump in. Kept waiting for a mod to clean house. That guy was a contaminator for sure. Post, start a fight, post, start a fight. Then keep fighting on multiple posts.