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FIRST!!
(((You shall be last!)))
that’s an uncattily apt commentary
*reveres the ceiling THAT*
“a balloon blown up inside a tube”
eeewww
Kiddie rubbers? I never thought I’d see civilisation fall so low.
Yes it is the end of civilization as we know it and Armageddon sick of it.
I, on the other hand, feel fine
But that’s me in the corner, that’s me in the spotlight, losing my religion.
Oh no, you’ve said too much!
I haven’t said enough…
I thought that I heard you laughing.
I thought that I heard you scream.
I think I thought I saw you cry
Awesome, awesome pull on the REM. These exchanges are great. I’ve recently become addicted to this blog and love the witty exchanges! Thanks to all you guys for adding fun to the day.
i loove that songg
BRING BACK NESTING NOW!!!
You may be first but I have a sex life
You may have a sex life but I have the ass of a baby.
You may have the ass of a baby but that only increases pedobear activity.
Watch it there, Raspberry, that might be my baby’s ass you’re talkin’ about (DNA results still pending).
*Thppbt*
HOLYMACABRE!
You’re that guy from a million fails ago that made a comment that instilled laughter into the Thedabun >_>
SAME ICON TOO!
I remember you.
What? Really?
Yep. *Thpppppbt*
Well, when you’re done practicing your sex talk we can discuss more on the matter.
you can ignore my previous warning — I’m no longer concerned: K would hand your immature ass to you in a sling
Other than “What” It almost seems as though you don’t want me to have fun =\
Don’t worry, he’s a nice one. I assume he’s a nice one.
But yeah it almost seem like he DID want to keep you from having fun!
*moons the crowd*
*stars crowd the moon*
Be careful! Thppbt might be right..
The joke’s on him! I am twenty eight-year-olds!
*LAUGHS OUT LOUDLY*
I do so love you.
Jus’ don’t tell Killerwit ’bout yourselves.
Ahhh-HA! That made me lol.
Your hand doesn’t count.
WIN!
NOT first! Do I win anything for this?
You win a rubber fist.
A lightly used one with a few stains?
“Not for children under 18″
What’s sad is if you look at the background, this is toys aisle…
Ah, damn it. Grammar fail.
This is the toys aisle*
Please spare me
*spares*
Ah, what’s an article between friends?? :p
Friend the friend.
*slappity-slappity!*
(though that DID make me lol)
In this case, “the” is an article between friends. “What’s” is no such thing.
Grammar joke WIN!
I never thought the day would come when I would win a “win” from Shadow!
*blushes*
I never thought the day would come when people on failblog would care enough about my “wins” to count them as important!
*blushes*
I never thought the day would come when I would make Shadow blush!
*blushes*
(Blushes won’t nest below this level)
How about eye shadow?
*still trying to make up with Sara*
You should talk to RougeThree then.
RogueThree*
*ahem*
*waits for Shadow to actually get the joke*
Oh… lol!
I knew that… :-3
Crap. Attempt at making blush icon fail. Dragon, a little help?
*chuckle*
You’re cute.
*smooches Shadow’s cheek*
*blushes*
That looked like more of a ball-chin icon to me.
And Fuzz, no worries. I’ll lipstick your foundation any day.
…
I hope that wasn’t unintentionally dirty…
Hey, it worked!
Oh no, Sara, that looked almost certainly intentional.
lemme get this right: DRAGONWRITER IS A SHE?
ALL THIS TIME
i’ve been imagining
a
sweaty
old nervous DND playing man with half a hard on and some secret spells under his cloak/Overalls.
it’s like i’ve never been born
Shoot.
*arranges hair, attempts to restore dignity*
Ummmmmm…
Okay, guys, I’ve got nothing. Help me out here.
dignity FAIL!- this is the INTERNET REMEMBER TE PRONS
Wow, that comment was much more disturbing when un-nested underneath Dork’s.
*attempts yet again to restore dignity, realizes it’s too late, and kicks feet up while drinking a non-alcoholic Stoli Girl beer*
Dragon, I think the comeback you’re looking for is, “I’ll play YOUR dnd.”
*shoots*
that double negative struck me in a very positive way
But…but…ewwwww.
Oooh.
*enjoys simul-post with fuzz*
Was it good for you, too?
yes. Play my dnd
play it like a clarinet.- poorly
There is so much unexpressed sexual tension here, it’s like a good soap opera.
UNexpressed???
What blog have YOU been reading?
if i was in a soap opera- I would be the dude with the eyepatch who’s always sweaty and drives a scooner!
You’re right.
Still… *goes and heats up some popcorn*
*munch*
Continue.
What’s a scooner? Is that the friend of an asse?
Schooner is a boat. BUT A SCOONER- is like a boat only more awesome because it’s free of correct spelling.
My scooner has been friend’s with lot’s of asses
.
scooner = an assailing failboat
Ouch.
currently Eyepatch man watches from his failboat far away through a telescope-through his good eye and wonders which doctor is porking his ex wife!?
soon he’ll have his revenge.
as the FAIL OPERA continues…
*Lets out a mighty baritone LOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLL*
I’m really curious…
Auto-Answer
(Comments wont be accepted under this one. You had your fun. It’s Just too much. I’m out. Where’s the next whiskey bar? Show me the way :’-()
Anyone who doesn’t realize Dragonwriter is a girl by now needs to be taken out into the back alley of the internets and SHOT.
Are you volunteering to do so? PLEASE???
Srsly, it’s worse than all the people who don’t realize that I’m a seagull.
This thread helped me realise why the (comments wont nest below this level) rule was added.
GREAT username, by the way
.
I knew you’d love it. ^^
Too stupid => sooo lovely.
And it sounds well. Once you’ve started saying it you can’t stop.
I lookd at the picture-and I still don’t know if your a girl or a dude?
ps. I peed in your chicken
Yeah, right… you just wait ’til Loz comes along.
*looks around nervously*
*plays the Jaws “shark approaches” theme song*
*swims for shore*
*hides in the cello bassment*
Lol, pun win
… this is toys aisle in the We Be Toys store.
Is pierced by sharp pencils…
*pop*
Pencils and screwdriver sets both…
Former fail reference WIN!!
Ha- i completely forgot about that one..
I (and I think I speak for most males here) will never forget about THAT one.
Oh the irony of the penis balloon…it’s the one prick that can be undone by a prick!
For full coverage.
looks more like an asian condom
I didn’t know that asian condoms have a testicle pouch.
it’s total overkill
I dunno- my testicles tend to bleed and ooze sperm- and when I make love, how rarely it is- I usually leak my balls into the hookers ass.
she doesn’t mind of course- you see she’s no longer breathing by then.
Dork, I rarely speak this plainly, but this seems like a good moment for it.
You are not funny.
You are not clever.
You are not smart.
You are offensive. Why don’t you just fück off?
Don’t bother replying. I won’t be coming back to check.
oh snap!
she’ gunna get a dragon after me!
I beg of thee your forgiveness oh Dragon Master!
please don’t smote me with thine dragon’s fire!
I tried fooking off? but it’s not working. Get back to me in an hour or so?
And not even shockingly offensive. More like a maggoty chunk of
raw hamburger that has been left out in the desert heat for a week
or so and has sprouted growths that are not identifiable by any
observational means. So please crawl back under whatever slime
coated rock you slithered out from under and go back to playing
with whatever that excuse you have for genitalia is.
I can do both at the same time!
I have only one genitalia- that’s the beauty of it
Also- THIS CITY NEEDS A BETTER CLASS OF CRIMINAL- AND I’m GUNNA GIVE EM WHAT THEY BEEN ASKING FOR!
You live for the chance to berate me!
please please forgive us!!! and please forgive our little dorks inability to accurately quote from the biggest movie of the year – “this city deserves a better class of criminal, and i’m gonna give it to ‘em”
thy sins are forgiven my children…
8TH!
Then you may take comfort in the fact that you are 8 times more pathetic than the guy who said first.
8th fail
I’d hate to fall victim to this sort of prank.
Prank wouldn’t cover it. That would just be cruel.
‘wouldn’t cover it’? sorry but you may just be flattering yourself.
I’m a girl. And that most certainly wouldn’t cover anything I would want anything to do with.
I have full confidence, Sara sweet, you’d show that prank where to climb
My progeny could point to the place.
precious li’l prestidigitators
Practical prankster.
I’ll take 10!
I know quite a few people who’d pay four bucks for a penis balloon…
Penis Balloon! Makes a great gift!
Only at your local Wal-Mart.
They’ll go great with my lighthouse shaped gummy candies.
My sister in law had penis balloons at her bachelorette party. No seriously… they exist.
Yup. So do penis-shaped ice-cube trays.
Not that…um…I’d know that myself…um…
That’s weird.. but could be a very funny situation if one was to throw a party.. or had a restaurant.
“Waiter, there’s a penis in my water! Wait.. wtf?!?”
Well that depends… at certain restaurants, that would take the place of the pretty paper umbrella in your cocktail…
Hee hee…you said “cocktail”…
Hee hee…rooster win.
It would certainly put the “cock” back in cocktail!
yeah.. my favorite bachelorette favors are the little wind-up hopping penises.. hop hop hop
I once played “pin the penis on the man” at a bachelorette party. At the same party, we ate off plates that had cartoons of naked men with various lengths of… well… you see where I’m going with this…
*blushes*
Lol I can see it now…
“Ah, c’mon, you gave me the three-incher!”
We played a game where we all had to create the most anatomically correct and ‘pretty’ penis out of play dough. I can’t look at play dough the same anymore.
I, um, er… have a penis…
*checks notes*
So does Shadow!
…what? He TOLD me! :p
Nah, c’mon, Dragon, tell the truth. It’s not that I told you, it’s that you couldn’t resist looking
I have a penis in my tummy.
…
What? It’s true.
That’s one long penis.
It’s a tiny baby penis, silly! She eated him.
He was delicious.
and balls in a bag on a free infant
(how soon are you due to set that free loader free?)
Thanksgiving week. And I’ll be a thankful pilgrim when this little butterball makes his grand entrance.
*starts boiling water*
I call the drumsticks.
Could someone whip up some cranberry sauce?
*sigh*… Only on failblog.
Shoot, was that unintentionally dirty, too? I’m always doing that.
Oh come on…boiled baby is a VERY popular dish in England!
It’s ok, Sara. That wasn’t dirty. I was commenting on the fact that we’re talking about cannibalism like it’s an every day thing. Nothing on you.
Ah, got worried there for a minute.
*munches on a human finger dipped in ho-made sauce*
Lol, nice free stuff fail reference.
Anyway, can we we get back to the thanksgiving thing? ‘Cause that was fun.
I’ll be a for real pilgrim on Thanksgiving week (in a Buddhist retreat).
And I’ll for real send you and yours lots of metta.
*kisses and _()_’s*
Jeez, wow, everybody seems to want to give me a peck on the cheek today.
Well…I WAS going to call Shadow a turkey, but after this lovely and thoughtful post, t’would seem a tad insensitive.
*smooches everyone’s cheek*
*ahem*
I meant THAT lovely and thoughtful post^^…le poste du Fuzz.
*blushes again*
Lol it’s ok, I got three smooches from you today, there’s nothing you could do to make me be annoyed
.
You turkey.
*smooch*
Great, now I’m hungry for Thanksgiving food. Anybody got a green bean casserole?
Would Lemon-Sage Green Beans suffice? They’re sauteed in butter.
I did mention that I love you, right?
In my state, any bean will do! Bring ‘em on!
One “state of bean”, coming up!
Who, me?
Thanksgiving at my place can be a dangerous thing!
Do elaborate.
Well..she’s an AWEsome cook!
And if you’re willing to cook gourmet meals for me, I’ll profess my love for you too.
Do elaborate, my good sir.
Did somebody already mention no lack of lact’ing sweet potatoes?
____
I hope that wasn’t unintentionally cherubic and creamy.
Damn late post. I thought failblog had eaten up my post so I tried posting again.
Oooh…lemon-menage pie.
Aw… Dragon…
*Puts on waiter costume*
May I take your order, m’lady?
Menage?
*makes a quick escape with her dignity*
*casts fishing line, reels Sara back in*
Herb roasted turkey with apple cider gravy
Mashed potatoes made with butter, cream, sour cream, and cream cheese
Mashed SWEET potatoes with pecans on top then baked
Lemon sage green beans
Pumpkin pie, no poking please
Cranberry citrus sorbet.
Plus rolls and salads and pre-dinner snacks like feta and arugula wrapped in prosciutto. And fresh corn madelines with sour cream, caviar, and chives.
I generally make enough food for 10. There’s usually only 3 of us.
Seeing as how I’m back…
*readies poking finger*
:[
Lol! “Pumpkin pie, no poking please”
Do not laugh at the sign! We are serious! :[
Avis, what time is dinner served? I’ll be there. That is, if my own turkey timer doesn’t pop out that day.
Lol it’ll be okay, Sara. Come anyway. It’ll be like having an extra turkey.
I may not be able to spell, but I CAN cook!!
I bet. Just hearing your menu made me salivate all over my keyboard.
*shorts out*
I’m told the doormen in my building WANT to work Thanksgiving, ’cause they all know I bring plates heaped with food down for them.
*starts stalking Avis in order to become a doorperson in the building*
your cookin’ would put a spell on me
*lulz*
Does anybody else realize just how far the topic of conversation has gotten from the actual picture?
We all just won a staying on topic fail.
*Feels proud of self*
So Avis, can I have your recipes? I’d like to duplicate this feast in my own home?
Shadow, still off topic here, but I am not a “sir”. I am a she.
Am I using too many question marks?
Wait… women, in the kitchen?
*scoffs*
My bad. I’m very sorry, Avis, my mistake.
*Makes note*
*Winks at Dragon*
Just go to epicurious, that’s where I got most of ‘em. I did of course play fast and loose with them when actually preparing the stuff. The potatoes are purely my own. The sweet potatoes have sour cream in them and are of my mothers recipie. I do tend to not measure anything when cooking, so it’s hard for me to give exact recipies for anything.
Gotcha! That sorbet sounds especially awesome right now.
so does doin’ some epicuriously sorbet sordid wasn’t unintentional activites … but maybe I’m just in a gourmandly mood
Eh…our conversation is more interesting than the pic anyway.
*steals superfluous question marks*
*accidentally whips up an epicurean mythic masterpiece*
*winks back at Shadow*
*wonders if she’s going to get a “too many asterisks” fail for this post*
Nah, nobody could fail you
****steals too many asterisks****
I think I have some peach sorbet at home…
I’m gonna have to do without sorbet tonight, I forgot to make a desert for the dinner tonight.
First time “really” cooking for the boy.
*perk*
…Boy?
I detect a story here…
Indeed a story! I have a new romantic interest these days. And tonight I am cooking a meal for him. Our first “date” was a picnic at a concert, for which I did cook, but not only for him. So this is a first. For us.
WOOO!!! Oh, that’s fabulous, Avis. What’s on the menu?
(besides the boy, I mean.
)
Balsamic chicken seasoned with rosemary and garlic, served over a cous-cous like pasta, and a mixed green salad. Prosecco to drink. Desert will be …. up to him.
*singin’ all innocent as can be*
You’re the cutest thing that I ever did see
I really love your sorbet, wanna shake your tree…
yall are making me hungry! first SORBET, then human boy, then chicken and pasta?
I have to breathe into a plastic bag just to keep me from eating everyone in sight.
Do us a favor Dork and just tie that bag on nice and tight will ‘ya?
ok. Tied. Now whaaaaaaa……………
Oh Avis, MMMmmmmm! And if he doesn’t offer you “dessert” after that, then there’s something wrong with that boy!
I don’t have a date (*sigh*), but I DO have a lovely venison roast that I’ll be simmering with wine, stock, tomatoes, pearl onions, and mushrooms for dinner tonight.
(I will NOT, however, be feeding the troll!)
That sounds lovely!
He did say something about dancing. Some kind of tango. I believe the word horizontal was used as well. This will be after the party we are obligated to go to. Maybe we just won’t stay to long, dessert calls. (Thank you by the way)
(Notta prob.
)
okay, in fact, it wasn’t auto-answer…I’m just tired. I better drive home now.
Best of luck in your endeavors this evening, Avis.
Movin’ to the country… gonna eat me a lot of peach sorbet…
That’s what he said.
i ate peach sorbet once. It was a little hairy.
TURNED OUT IT WAS YOUR GRANDMAS VAGINA!
I aint making that mistake again- tell your grandma to stop CALLING ME!
That wasn’t his grandma fool. That was his golden retriever.
ARE YOU telling me his grandma isn’t a golden retriever?
you fooled me again!
oh why can’t I tell the difference between grandmothers and pets- it’s happened more than once
AVIS!! Omg, the venison was divine!! I hope your balsamic chicken is as good.
*sigh*…I haz no dessert, tho.
*mopes*
because you can’t tell funny from boorish and boring
Sorry, ‘writer, that of course was not for you; I’ll now look to emulate your indifference to boordom.
Hee…I knew that. I fear not the fuzzy flames.
*hugz fuzz*
If only certain posters could be prohibited from posting. I’d pay my pancreas to purchase such a prize.
*mixes up a decadent chocolate mousse for Dragon*
This might not have been the type of dessert you were craving, but it’s the best I could do on short notice!
*pecks perky, personable, pregnant pal on the proboscis*
You best have a functioning pancreas for that pan creation.
Oh, Sara, just saw your new avatar…
You foxy lady.
That’s not a fox.
It’s a yummy Kit[sune]Kat.
Me and my Shadow have the same position on this one — you’re looking cutely vix’d, purdy momma-2-b.
The chicken was perfect, and dessert was…. orgasmic! I had a very good night!
please don’t take communion on sunday- I don’t want to hear about your
orgasmic wine and crackers.
I’ve done that in the 5th grade at a school once. It wasn’t even art class, either. XD I got sent to the principal’s office, and a detention, but it was so worth it.
Play D’oh!
WiniTheEtc, you need to tell us what the eff you’re talking about when it’s gonna appear so far from what you’re replying to. It’s good nestiquette.
I bought penis shaped straw toppers for a friends bachelorette party, they were quite a hit.
We also made her drink out of a very realistic penis water bottle. Granted there was beer in it instead… but does it really matter?
Not at all, but I should tell you, one of the bridesmaids was an episcopalian (sp?) preist! She couldn’t stop blushing the entire night.
I’m a Christian.. it was interesting, but I wasn’t too bad. What was worse is that the penis play dough game…. the bride’s mother was there. It was great.
*passes the peace to the Christian*
Light, my mother gave me some very… interesting… advice on the eve of my wedding. Mothers are awesome for being embarrassing.
*ROFL!!*
I’m sorry, sweet Avis…I can’t help laughing that you spelled the difficult word correctly and the easy one wrong! :p
‘Tis the nature of me. I can’t seem to figure it out. The weird part is I read ALL THE TIME. I just don’t get it.
Aww, then I feel bad about the implication that you didn’t read a few posts back. *apologizes*
Maybe you’re just a little dyslexic?
Hye, dou’nt mkae fnu of dickslactic pleopel…
I see your fingers moving, but all I can read is something about lactating members.
I see your fingers moving, but all I read is something about lactating members.
Oh yes, my fingers move very quickly when there are lactating members around…
*checks self*
Wasn’t me… must have been the guy we pinned the peep on…
*steals some of Shadow’s popcorn*
*munch*
Wrong comment thread, honey. sweetie.
.
Still, I’m perfectly willing to share, in exchange for another smooch on the cheek
Oh no…I was watching the sexual tensions here…
But…since you ARE cute…
*smooch*
*blushes*
*shares popcorn*
Disappear for a few minutes and this reply is way late. I have a non-verbal learning disability. If I can say it, or read it I’m good. Non-verbal communication tends to go right over my head. Some of it anyway. For some reason spelling is just not my thing. I can SEE that it’s spelled wrong, I just can’t get it to look right.
Avis, my dad has the exact same LD. He’s a brilliant man with an absolutely top-notch mind. You were right in a previous thread when you said that an inability to spell has no bearing on intelligence whatsoever.
*Sheds a tear at the end of Avis’ story*
:’-(
It WOULD be nice to spell the words I use in everyday speaking correctly though.
Well, take comfort in the fact that your last two posts were spelled correctly.
*Pats Avis’ shoulder*
Avis, my husband is a little on that side, too. His isn’t severe enough to be considered a disability, but he’s got a little bit of what you’re talking about.
Avis I think that is what my oldest daughter has too she will be getting further testing this school year.
For me I just use Firefox rather than internet explorer. It has built in spell check!
Or at the new store that was just opened right next to dicks and BJs
So if he’s holding it with both hands, how is he taking the picture?
Go-go gadget penis. Duh.
Skills – on par with ninja skills
Now, get your free rubber fist with any purchase!!!
*only slightly used.
The unisex masturbation kit!
*masturbates*
Does it come in purple?
It comes in rainbow.
Hurray!
Will they take a deposit?
Yes, but afterwards you LOSE interest.
You may feel devalued, too.
No wonder, considering inflation.
pun streak win!
actually, it’s the post deposit, lost interest, deflation I’m anticipating.
balloon penetration…. sounds somehow…. unsatisfying…..
It is very satisfying if you are that way inclined.
*tilts*
it’s just like penetrating a woman, you stick your thing in and then she explodes:
“AHHHH! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING!” she yells, “AND WHY IS IT GREEN!?”
“well you see It’s been outside for a long time and you know how fruit that’s been sitting on the ground for to long changes color? it’s like that.”
oh wait is the balloon penetrating me?
oh so I guess its’ like when you get PENETRATED right
and then the person who got ya explodes- spontaneously- just like when God figures out you’re queer.
*Waits for Dork’s arbitrary ramblings to end*
they will never end- as long as the pills don’t wear offs!
Eh
.
.
.
What?
.
.
.
*waits for Dork to clean up his language*
…
*keeps waiting*
*realizes she’s going to be waiting forever, and goes to warm up a bowl of soup*
yum soup! is it for me? is it hot!? my language is cleanish- it’s just the ideas that are dirty.
oh your talking about the dreaded “Q” word? *GASP*
Quirky? Quotation?! Quaint?!?
C’mon, man, I’m dyin’ over here!
Queinte.
(hehehe).
I saw what you dighted there.
Hee….I knew my Middle English buddy would…erm…come through for me.
Quixotic! hu zah!
Yes, Dork. You’re right. Nobody’s offended by your talk of sticking your thing in someone and having her explode. Nobody’s offended by your talk of being penetrated by a balloon.
We just don’t like queers.
*pats Dork on the back*
Good job.
I love it when you console me the same to you beat me down- it reminds me of good Hooker sex
I’m certainly not offended.
Sometimes people say things for shock value, and if you’re good at it, it can be funny. Dork, unfortunately, just says things.
(Dorks won’t nest below this level)
How about “fat, stubby thumbs fail”? It appears that the person who is holding the package thinks the balloon looks phallic, but really it just looks like the portly thumbs holding the package.
You’re just a bit chuffed up because you actually bought one of these things.
It kinda looks like the hands belong to two different people. But maybe that’s just me.
For anybody who does not understand what this balloon is : it’s a magic trick. A balnoon you can pierce (penetrate) with (provided ?) pencils.
You licentious !
I’m perfectly aware of the penetrating properties of my balnoon, thank you.
Lol’d
hope you take your pencillin
Don’t you mean “penicilnin”?
its a pun, dude.
Oh, and you failed to notice the “N” I threw in there?
Standards are getting lower around here.
Standards just hit the ground above here.
…
(Standards … level)
Standards won’t nest below this level?
Don’t buy this product. In my experience a balloon, no matter how well inflated, is simply not rigid enough to penetrate anything of interest. At least not unless you use an insane quantity of lubrication and pre-stretch the intended orifice, which rather defeats the purpose, don’t you think?
I think it sounds like you spent some time thinking about this.
Penetration is practically the only thing I ever think about.
I bet.
Seriously, though, forget balloons. What you want is a good cucumber. Or maybe a rubber fist; I’ve been hearing good things about those lately.
You’re creepy.
You’re a prude.
What’s a prude?
A dried plum.
Oh wait…
*Manually attaches Sara’s comment into the comment thread above*.
Hey it worked!
That happens to me sometimes. Thanks for fixing it!
You’re very welcome, m’lady.
Prude pudding! Yum!
That’ll go well with the roasted baby and cranberry sauce ;-D.
Prude pudding… for when you’re feeling a little… irregular…
Lol when I’m feeling irregular I just go and post on Failblog
.
It helps you relax(ative)?
Nah, it just helps me realize that, compared to some other people, my irregular is perfectly normal.
not to mention an abnormal amount of lubricant
Did Dork get a new name?
Burn WIN.
no dork is still dork- but there be other perverts afoot!
Oh. Lucky us.
:[
*poke*
HEY! We are serious.
:[
Don’t laugh.
*lulz*
*fears he has just broken some kind of taboo.
LOL IM LAUGHING WHAT I DO NOW?
ur not being serious
:[
YA I IS!
*poke!*
sorry, you’re late, mom — that’s a slow poke
pun win!(theres a lot of these recently)
ON top it says ‘Pranks Magic’.. Nothing to worry about
*Worries*
I’m glad to see Kenny landed on his feet after his music career folded. I’ll never forgive him for his Louis Armstrong sacrilege, though.
Is it bad that I read failblog so much I said “biology FAIL!” yesterday?
In real life, I mean.
Yeah, I got it.
Oh baby, he’s got it…
He’s your Venus?
I’m your fire.
What’s your desire?
P.S. I hate that song. Thanks for getting it stuck in my head.
Share with us! What was the fail?
well… yesterday i was talkin to my ex gf…. somehow the conversation got to her trying to prove to me she’s actually a guy, and i said “I bet I can prove you wrong.”. Upon her questioning “How?” I said “ummmmm i’m not sure” and yelled (at myself) “BIOLOGY FAIL. DUH!”
At this point I can’t help but agree…
We have a consensus sequence: Fail, indeed!
having this conversation in the first place merits a CONVERSATION FAIL.
Although if she’s trying to prove to him that she’s a guy, and she’s his EX-girlfriend, then it’s a Relationship Termination WIN.
very true… although i’m sure i could get a WIN out of proving her wrong lol
Given that it’s hard to tell just which life you’re talking about here — the irl and biological versus the url and blogical — I’d have said what you have said: “biology fail!”
Dearest Fuzz, I have a website that you simply must visit and participate on, being such a clever wordsmith. May I share this blogical URL with thee?
mentalmagma.com
It’s a contest site, and I think you’d be good at conjuring clever answers. Plus, I need some competition.
I was not invited in the first place but I took a quick peek and really enjoyed it.
My limited knowledge of the English vocabulary wouldn’t let me participate though.
And just what is this “Real Life” you speak off?
It’s what happens when you don’t pay the Comcast bill.
You mean watching reruns of “Friends” on the only over the air channel we get?
Oh the HORROR!
Speaking of blogical, I think we can all agree that Dork’s posts are ilblogical.
first off… above not funny and this comment wont be funny either but what the hell i might as well try
anyways this is most definetly a fail
including all 4 pillows in t3h background
im sorry ok but i had to
wtf?^
*sighs*
Look, if you had simply said the damn comment, it would merely be a lame fail, but since you decided to give that little pre-blurb, it is now an incredibly lame fail, AND you look like an idiot.
… there’s nothin’ more heartbreaking than to hear a Shadow sigh
Betcha I can fix that.
*smooches Shadow on the cheek*
*sighs in a good way*
it’s wonderful how many of Shadow’s cheeks have been smooched today
*smooches fuzz, too*
I’ll leave the “where” up to your imagination..
let’s hope the “cheeks” are not what I hope they aren’t!
C’mon, now, Wetcetera, keep hope alive!
*sigh*
I posted something but the filter eated it.
You would have liked it, too, fuzz…it had sighs and smooches on undisclosed locations.
I am smooching Medicine Hat as we speak.
I await with anticip
*smooches Haitians* (ation)
Hee…methinks fuzz has been hitting the Chartreuse a bit hard tonight.
-patience.
You have negative patience? 0.o
It’s good for relieving my
-tension.
You have SUCH sexy branes, fuzz.
“It’s almost crazy enough to be correct.”
I luv it:
.
banging big [google "brain-storm challenges" for the full article]
*refrains from mentioning “sexy fuzz”*
Oh dear. Are we showing restraint now?
*is sad*
*pats Dragon’s back*
There, there, it’s all right…
I’m not a restraint type of guy. One straint is good enough for me.
NO RESTRAINT NO SURRENDER
____
brought to you with non-finite wisdom and compassion by *insane in the big bang membrane*
Well…NOW you’re just stringing me along! :p
On a fishing line.
*hugs Dragon*
Feel better?
*BANG*
I’ve… I’ve been shot…
*thunk*
Well crap. I missed my hug.
Geez, fuzz, you didn’t have to bang him!
Lol! Fool! You should’ve realized all along…
YOU CAN’T SHOOT A SHADOW!!!
>:-D
You still want that hug?
Lol! Fool! You should’ve realized all along!
YOU CAN’T SHOOT A SHADOW!
>:-D
You still want that hug?
Lol! Fool! You should’ve realized all along…
YOU CAN’T SHOOT A SHADOW!
>:-D
You still want that hug?
Twice over!
Crap… double-posting FAIL.
*gives Dragon TWO hugs*
Well, you see, coming back from the grave is a complicated process, and… and… well, there are bound to be some kinks to work out.
I’m just lucky I kept all 12 limbs.
Wait a minute…
*recounts*
So you’re saying you’re…kinky?
Hmmmm….
In my own way, yes.
I’m bringin’ sexy back…
*grins at Shadow*
I’d say it never left…
Ooh, naughty
Fuzz will NOT be pleased
Sure he will. After all…his never left, either.
Fuzz sees our loving, moving couplings on this earthly stage
as another lovable type of that one -and -all BANG that set
this all -we -see -and -are into dance party being.
love loving love
i am that, thou art that, and all this is that –
there is naught that is not that, and all that is is that
.
what else is of worth is there, my hearts?
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
(in other words, fuzz likes to watch!)
Kinky.
Where do you GET these things, fuzz. And were you really alive when they walked on the moon?
Magic, my “ominously” friend. It’s magic.
Plus t3h fuzzerz uses Google
Huh. I guess I do believe in magic after all…
That’s good for me then.
It is?
Are you magic, then??
Maybe…
Phew, it’s getting late, Dragon.
*Points to time under name.*
Says 12:55 am for me. Bed time.
*hugs*
*snore*
Good idea…it’s even later here…near 3am.
*snugs*
*snores*
For “THAT” one, Fuzz incorporated a reference to the Tat tvam asi —
THAT THOU ART — formula that comes from the
Upanishads; the rest of the post’s contents splashed out of his own membrains, as colored at the time by contents of a Chartreuse bottle.
___
He sees a typo now — the near-the-end line should read,
“what else of worth is there, my hearts?”
=|
Does he have the audacity?
I don’t know that he has the audacity!
Gah! I got a “looks like you’ve already said that error” when I tried to reply the first time, so I reworded it and tried to reply again…
Failblogs’ double-post detection FAIL turned my Barack Obama reference into a redundancy of joke!
One has the audacity to hope, though.
Reduncancy of Joke!
This is too funny, I work in a magic shop and actually sell this product… I’ve never seen it packaged so amusingly…
Dirty Mind WIN!
I sell this product, too! What a small world!
Not only does it look like a penis, but the thing is called balloon penetration! I mean, really. Does that even have a non-sexual connotation anymore??
Stay away from that Mr. G.
…says K, ominously.
I hate it when I don’t reply correctly. *broods*
“I, uh, I’m buying this for my, uh, nephew.”
Thank you, unc! It’s just what I’ve always… wanted?
coming out of the closet win?
Penis balloon…gives a new meaning to the term “blowjob”!
Don’t it just, though?
Did you know? I ate all the cookies, and I am feeling erratic.
I have one of these!!!!
In soviet Russia, penis is shaped like a baloon.
Isn’t this part of the children’s ‘My First Proctology’ set?