Oh my God! There's a girl that wants to meet me! Today! She says she's hot and wet for me right now! She just sent me a message!
(Sigh) She's not a real girl, and she's not sending YOU a message. On some low-rent porn sites, spammers do these things so they can take your details and send you junk mail.
There's only one thing that bugs me about the Churchill adverts. Fair enough, rescuing Eddie the Eagle and housesitting for David Bellamy, those things are pretty special.
But winning a tug of war contest? Really? Why did that make the advert? What's so special about that?
It's like my mum used to say. If life gives you lemons...
...Make lemonade?
No. Cut your wrist, let the blood drain then pour lemon juice all over the wound. Then spend the next half an hour rubbing it in while chanting "Jesus loves me"
"He's an FSB agent posing as a rogue member of MI5 posing as a Mossad operative and as an Algerian terrorist at the same time"
Must...keep...up
"He wasn't really trying to get hold of the uranium, but was trying to find the arms dealer who sold it to find a rogue batch of a virus to give to another arms dealer for a bigger supply of uranium"
Must....
"It turns out he was playing one side against the other all-"
Someone has begun a strip. Our torment, dear sister, has begun once again. My body contorts. My skin is alive with white fire, yet I cannot move as to blink an eyelid.
While my face contorts into a macabre, unyielding smile, I pray every second the creator will locate his creativity, change categories and release me from this living hell.
It is coming, sister. I feel the muse of creativity striking our captor. He will soon choose. None but the most inexperienced creator makes a full strip wtih asiangirl1 and asiangirl2.
Which world shall be plunged into torture? Dex? Kaddar? Injokester?
So I says, "Well, them rotor turbines ain't gonna generate gravitons by themselves!"