What he said ^ Thank you Mr. Man. How's bein a man goin? Talk to What? He knows everything. A normal one can't, as the penis is made of fleshy material known as skin and muscle. As far as I know, and I am indeed being stereotypical.
If you think about it, all you would have to do is put some kind of bone or vertebra type structure into a man's penis, and it would be a constant boner. It would be painful, and you might die after, but it would be possible.
Xion shook her head, desperate. "Aerith..." she felt like she couldn't breathe. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw sparkles, blood red. That wasn't right, that wasn't right at all. She felt something in the back of her mind, and shoved Demyx away from her, just as the stranger blasted the spot she had been at. Tifa ran out the door, hearing something in her mind. Aerith had taught her that trick. She barrelled into Cloud, trying to move him away from the other man. Sure, he was more muscled then her, but she was moving faster.
*Fixed* :3
But he'll only do it because you just said that. Happy Birthday! I know what I'm getting you now.
Explain this to me. Nao.
She leaned her head on his chest, nodding slowly. "Unless you d-" Die? Who hasn't died trying to protect me? She shivered unwillingly, closing her eyes.
That just makes her a very special person in your life.
Unless you believe that music has got some souuuul.
Xion shivered, slowly standing up, and peeling his hand away from her shoulder. Her blue eyes wide, she took Cloud's hand. Scared as she was of the warrior, she was terrified of this man. "Let's just go." she whispered, taking another step back. A wave of dizziness caught her, and she rubbed her forehead with her hands, then, with a jolt, slowly looked back up at him. "Cloud...he wants to..." she swayed, the future throwing itself at her. "Aerith..."
The absolute desolation of this thread depresses me even more then my emo name. I leave you black hearts and seek out true appreciation amongst other pancake haters.
Isn't that the one where in the commercial, the grandmother is trying to find the boss' breasts in the dress?
I'd like to hear the statistics of this.
Vending machines are tricky creatures to deal with. There is one in the building I skate at, it gave me a twenty dollar bill in change. The next time I went there, it swallowed my money, wouldn't give me my drink, and jammed. I was the first in a long a line of people. Waiting till after I had been embarrassed and everyone has left, I swiftly kicked it where its vending nuts would be, and out came my Pepsi.
I think almonds are darker brown and more wrinkly. Like older people. Sorry. I'll go slit my wrists now. Not. Unless he had no sex life with the wife. That's my guess. He wanted the other peanut man to tell her he was gay.
Aly rubbed her arm, not so much as a scared reaction, but as a reflex against anything new. She slowly traced the place where the scar had been, then looked back up to Daisuke. "I would have to guess Chiyon, but my history knowledge is sadly depleted." she murmured, watching him.
You still take the time to learn the proper grammerz, because one day it may save your life against a crazed, OCD-like grammer fiend.
Aly watched him, her eyes curious, then shrugged. "If you want to tell it. It's not like I have anywhere to be." She murmured, tucking her hair behind her ear. "It must be a hell of a story, for you to quit for a millenium..." Just that someone could live that long was almost incomprehensible to her.
Wow, two gay peanut men in a sig!
The sad thing is, if I can't count, I'm oblivious to my death 8D And so, good sirs and kind ladies, there is just one more thing this thread needs.
