Imoutgoodbye Posted August 16, 2009 Report Share Posted August 16, 2009 Now, get in here for a big group hug! :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a-guitarist Posted August 16, 2009 Report Share Posted August 16, 2009 House found the bottle of Vicoden again... a-g Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dizz Posted August 16, 2009 Report Share Posted August 16, 2009 *bearhug* It's about time this blood thirsty group got all cuddly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KRins Posted August 16, 2009 Report Share Posted August 16, 2009 Cuddle this *stabby stab stab* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Imoutgoodbye Posted August 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2009 House found the bottle of Vicoden again... a-g You're jealous because I got to the Vicoden first. *bearhug* It's about time this blood thirsty group got all cuddly. You have alterior motives. Cuddle this *stabby stab stab* And you....you're the worst yet. Repressing those latent urges won't do you any good. We know you like to wrestle around with sweaty men. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pali Posted August 17, 2009 Report Share Posted August 17, 2009 House found the bottle of Vicoden again... a-g Please. Even with the bottle of Vicodin House still wouldn't love anyone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a-guitarist Posted August 17, 2009 Report Share Posted August 17, 2009 Please. Even with the bottle of Vicodin House still wouldn't love anyone. He loves his ex-wife. Much like I love my ex-wife. Although, technically, we were never married... and she doesn't know I call her my "ex-wife"... we DID share a lifetime together. And is it really that crazy that every moment we spent with our eyes locked I counted as a lifetime? I'd see everything flash before our eyes... from out first kiss to our last goodbye, where she'd die in a horrible accident in the packaging factory. Each of her tender strips falling atop one another before being bound round by the cellophane wrappings that I can only guess half-match my hugs of love that had found their ways around her in all the years of our loving marriage. So, next time you sit down to enjoy your bacon just remember this: a-g was there first, and you're eating my metaphoric love for Miss Piggy. I may be jealous about the Vicodin... then again, I might be confusing it with Zyprexa. You never know. You never, ever know with me. a-g Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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