Fortunes Tides > my corp mate keeps telling me to slather myself with peanut butter and let cats lick it off
Cix'El'Syd > holy shit, almost didnt make it back in the house.... fucking drunk driving my wheelchair
Cix'El'Syd > went off my ramp
Cix'El'Syd > went off my ramp
Quinn Oron > Yes, VOIP is a wonderful technology.
Quinn Oron > Just the other day I was talking on Mumble, when everyone heard a high pitch shriek come from my mic.
Quinn Oron > I blamed it on poor drivers, but I had actually knocked a chip packet off my desk and squashed my balls trying to catch it with my knees.
Quinn Oron > Totally got away with it.
Quinn Oron > Just the other day I was talking on Mumble, when everyone heard a high pitch shriek come from my mic.
Quinn Oron > I blamed it on poor drivers, but I had actually knocked a chip packet off my desk and squashed my balls trying to catch it with my knees.
Quinn Oron > Totally got away with it.
<Levin> 4 of you need to give me your snowballs and launchers
<Levin> i am going to construct the ultimate wintertime war machine
<Levin> the snowberus
<Levin> i am going to construct the ultimate wintertime war machine
<Levin> the snowberus
Bryg Philomena > I'm looking for faggots to join my corp? Are you a faggot?
ThE AthEiiSt > his corp sucks dont join
A wiseman > he kinda made that clear
ThE AthEiiSt > his corp sucks dont join
A wiseman > he kinda made that clear
Andreus Ixiris > This is unsatisfactory
Deimos Barret > you should lower your standards then
Andreus Ixiris > I'm talking to you, aren't I?
Deimos Barret > touche
Deimos Barret > you should lower your standards then
Andreus Ixiris > I'm talking to you, aren't I?
Deimos Barret > touche
Itanis > Predictability is the first step to defeat.
Trina Tron > oh i thought it was stupidity
Itanis > only for you
Trina Tron > oh i thought it was stupidity
Itanis > only for you
Bruno Bonner > and worked in a mining op where i was hauling mercoxit, my cargo was around 20mill per run to the refinery :P
Tareen Kashaar > dude
Tareen Kashaar > that's just sick
Bruno Bonner > hehe indeed
Remedios Sonrisa > ok, stop with the 'make me drool' talks, BB
Bruno Bonner > oh well remedios, i paid a high personal price to do all that
Tareen Kashaar > what was that?
Tareen Kashaar > sleep?
Ritaker > Sold his virginity for a load of Mercoxit
Remedios Sonrisa > at least it was mercoxit, and not some cheap beer d:
Tareen Kashaar > dude
Tareen Kashaar > that's just sick
Bruno Bonner > hehe indeed
Remedios Sonrisa > ok, stop with the 'make me drool' talks, BB
Bruno Bonner > oh well remedios, i paid a high personal price to do all that
Tareen Kashaar > what was that?
Tareen Kashaar > sleep?
Ritaker > Sold his virginity for a load of Mercoxit
Remedios Sonrisa > at least it was mercoxit, and not some cheap beer d:
Dark Phoenyx > most drones suffer from a variety of mental disorders: ADHD, manic depression, suicidal urges, the list goes on
Lucifer200 > The megathron looked at the Rokh and asked "Why the sad face?"
Lucifer200 > the Rokh responded, "I can nail a chick from a mile away, but she can't feel a thing"
Lucifer200 > the Rokh responded, "I can nail a chick from a mile away, but she can't feel a thing"