IA quits the house and goes home. Too much male nudity and not enough food... and it smells like burning dead people here.

I'm goin' home for Bagel Bites, booze and porn.

Cheers mate! No looking at my nipples though.

Okay...."Dante put's his head back down and goes to sleep."

**grows a beard then shaves it off**

Could this discussion manage to out-circumsize the cock-altering claims of the Egg thread?

**mocks everything pressure says out of boredom**

*Entity staggers through the door, steps on dante cracking his skull* uh................... excuse me dante! i had a rough nite!!!!:D

Son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!:mad:









:D

**Eats entity in a tourette rage**

FUCKKK FUCKKKK EVERYTHING IS A PIECE OF FUCKKKKK, FUCKING FUCK THAT ISN'T PROPER FUCKING GRAMMAR FUCKKKKK.

i officially deem this thread lame.

*Entity looks at dante* we gotta problem? *pushes producers away* what dante, why i got to b a SOB!:cool:

You're lame! You no you love it.


*drunk kiss* woooooo

I'm with you on that one!

let's all hop on the murder doll express!
the lame train;)

I call shotgun!

ahhh i don't have a ticket! **Eats the train**

"Jump's out of the train before posher consume's him"

Fuck you lot I'm off to bed

*Yeti goes to bedroom takes off wet dress and wanks*

**Pulls a Vodstok and grabs hot sauce and chases dante down the street**

*entity walks into bedroom* yeti get out of my bed!
and get that pansy ass dress off my floor:p

"Dante run's as fast as he can"





EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!

*Flayed wakes up from his self induced Oozo & Lunesta coma he drank himself into on day one. Flayed looks around and sees how lame everything has become. He mixes the rest of the Oozo with bleach, drinks it down & then wanders off to find a nice place amongst the garden to perish*

**Eats flayed**

Yay! I didn't get eaten!!!






Woooooooooooo!

**Eats Dante and his stupid ego**

Ahh fuck.....:(

*Lovecraft, who always arrives late, presses his face against the window looking inside.

"Did I miss chicken fingers? he wonders.*

*looks up a bit shocked*

Er you might want to swap beds mate.

*looks through glass into the rest of house*

Poshers put on weight, has more food arrived?