Temple Bar-Steaks are on the House!

[No spoken words]

Nobody fucking PMs me unless I say things like "Nobody fucking PMs me".

 

[~BrightestStar~]

im out!

You can't quit while the going is just getting good!




Don't make me cry you a river.

 

[the rockin edge]

You can't quit while the going is just getting good!




Don't make me cry you a river.

it's late, i really need to go.

if you want to come oever here and cry with me thats cool though.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

Woohoo! BNL quote.




You don't need sleep tre, let me keep you up all night.

 

[the rockin edge]

where?



im really going to bed now

 

[RedRocksU2]

Night guys.

Bri, thanks again for those PM's

 

[~BrightestStar~]

In my pants.




Wanna see?

 

[the rockin edge]

all night long

 

[RedRocksU2]

*Stays up 1 more minute*

 

[No spoken words]

Goodnight RR and Tre. That leaves me, and Brighty, who will soon depart when faced with time alone with me. Great.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

Gnight Tre.
Sweet dreams.

And Gnight to you as well, dearest Carlos.

 

[RedRocksU2]

NSW...be good.

 

[No spoken words]

 

[~BrightestStar~]

Goodnight RR and Tre. That leaves me, and Brighty, who will soon depart when faced with time alone with me. Great.

Tsk

How foolish thou art.


Our connection is so deep we do not need words to express it.

In silence there is deep meaning.

Can you feel it pokey?

 

[No spoken words]

I'm trying to feel it. All I came up with was a quick grab of a couch cushion, that's all I really felt.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

Are you comparing my booty to a couch cushion?

 

[snowbunny00774]

I came back

 

[No spoken words]

No, not at all. I just closed my eyes and tried to "feel" the connection, and that's what I came up with. I'm sure your booty far surpasses the splendor of a couch cushion.

 

[No spoken words]

Snow, if you go back a page or two, you'll notice me demanding your return, which is out of character for me....I just flow with the occupants of the room, and that's that. Be flattered. Good times for me, hanging out with Brighty and Snow, 2 of my favorites.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

Look at Pokey workin the room.
Your words are as smooth as a fine liquor dear sir.



Snow, how's the shin?
Has it turned rainbow bright yet?

 

[snowbunny00774]

I am flattered

I actually wasn't going to post again till I saw your demand!!

 

[No spoken words]

Bri, you're talking to someone who has ZERO game. Everything and anything I say, 100% organic stuff, from the heart, raw and unrefined.

Snow, speak to us!

 

[No spoken words]

I am flattered

I actually wasn't going to post again till I saw your demand!!

Is that a fact? If so, wow, my powers have increased ten-fold, overnight.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

Bri, you're talking to someone who has ZERO game. Everything and anything I say, 100% organic stuff, from the heart, raw and unrefined.

Tsk, dear boy, you've got game.


Your words, raw expressions of emotion and philosophical musings, touch me in ways no one else has.


no one else's words I mean

 

[No spoken words]

Tsk, dear boy, you've got game.


Your words, raw expressions of emotion and philosophical musings, touch me in ways no one else has.


no one else's words I mean

I'd be psyched if you even meant 10% of that.

Eh, even fake sentiments of that variety have their appeal, though.

I'm gameless.

 

[snowbunny00774]

Is that a fact? If so, wow, my powers have increased ten-fold, overnight.

It's fact.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

It's fact.

I think it's cause he's wearing a cape.


It's always the cape.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

I'd be psyched if you even meant 10% of that.

Eh, even fake sentiments of that variety have their appeal, though.

I'm gameless.

You're alone in bar with two hot canadian chicks, how gameless could you possibly be?

 

[No spoken words]

That's called luck, Brighty.

And, you know, I told you about my cape in confidence, did not expect you to broadcast it over the internet. Thanks.

 

[~BrightestStar~]

Some say you make your own luck, Pokey.



Oops
My apologies...I promise I'll never tell of how a pair of glasses conceals your secret identity though....oh crap.