Posted January 26, 2009 Guys, theres a time and a place....cum on. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 Guys, theres a time and a place....cum on. Not as good as usual, this post. *disappointed* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 Not as good as usual, this post. *disappointed* I know I'm sorry. That was almost as bad as one of my real life jokes. I'm just being a cock know. These jokes are bollocks. I look like a right dick. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 I'm just being a cock know. These jokes are bollocks. I look like a right dick. Just leave. We don't need you in here. We can do it ourselves. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 I know I'm sorry. That was almost as bad as one of my real life jokes. I'm just being a cock know. These jokes are bollocks. I look like a right dick. Most jokes of a phallic or testicular nature are generally balls in any case, so I forgive you. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 Guys, theres a time and a place....cum on. D- ................. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 So Jeremy gets a job at the Tickle-Me-Elmo factory. The manager shows Jeremy around, and then takes him to his work station, next to the conveyor belt. The manager explains the job to Jeremy. Jeremy nods to show he understands, and the manager leaves Jeremy to get on with things. Half an hour later the manager walks in to see a pile of Tickle-Me-Elmo toys on the floor, and Jeremy stitching on bright red fuzzy ping pong balls to each one. The manager furiously yells "I said give each one two TEST TICKLES!" Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 So Jeremy gets a job at the Tickle-Me-Elmo factory. The manager shows Jeremy around, and then takes him to his work station, next to the conveyor belt. The manager explains the job to Jeremy. Jeremy nods to show he understands, and the manager leaves Jeremy to get on with things. Half an hour later the manager walks in to see a pile of Tickle-Me-Elmo toys on the floor, and Jeremy stitching on bright red fuzzy ping pong balls to each one. The manager furiously yells "I said give each one two TEST TICKLES!" No. Please for the sake of whatever might pop out of your nads and into a woman, please stop. But I'm going to go slightly hypocritical here, but I got this from a tasty lass from work: "If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?" Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 I liked that EEvil. Technically it would be "testing", yet one thinks of "Testical". *considers* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 26, 2009 Guys, theres a time and a place....cum on. D- ................. You missed out "see me." We could do with some actual content to stop this being the crappy innuendo thread... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 27, 2009 I blame Rezourceman... Everyone should blame Rezourceman... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 27, 2009 I'd argue some of my posts were the high point. Still....you can't polish a turd to make it shiny. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 27, 2009 I think it's time to put this one out of our misery. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 27, 2009 This was post #3: All I can say, in fearful anticipation, is be reasonable guys. I can't say keep it clean because then the thread would be empty. So just... think before you post. *disappointed in you guys* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
