shlonger

see angelicious hanged????

We can all dream...

Just bring your tits, I mean yourself to metro tonight. I hope u don't mind wearing the bag without the breathing holes in it this time.

Jess, as always, a day late, and a dollar short.

Actually, if I were excited and holding on to it, you'd think I was carrying a 7 year old child.

You can start by telling this JP character his days are numbered.

highly doubt it babes... it takes decades of experience and preparation before you are ready. don't know about your experience, but unless you started preparing at 2, you don't have the decades of prep under your belt. like skiing, you didn't jump moguls on double black diamonds your first time... did you?

All females need to meet me.

Sry babe, you might wanna consult notallthere about that. He seems to be the resident computer guy. He helped me out with the pic of dogekid and myself (see post: shlonger and dogekid @ metro). My main area of expertise is felatio. Your month is slowly approaching - - about 107 days away. Make sure you're ready, or I'll have to go with your understudy.

Sorry to mislead everyone. This was just a cry for attention. I haven't been as active as in past weeks, and feel like my fanbase is slightly dwindling. My fanclub increases ten fold on normal weeks, but it just doubled this week. Could it be that I've reached out to the global population, and that the remaining non-shlonger fans is just a miniscule number? My birthday isn't til march. m0chi, you can kiss my tuckus anytime, no deposit required. Grope, I'll be seeing you in an hour to go slay some city skanks. Are you making the deko appearance on sat.? Hunnie, didn't u give up your month? I STILL RULE!!!

Happy Birthday!!!

For you, I recommend Tasty Men, Boy Milk, or Feathers.

Maybe you should create and moderate a fucking vermont board, where everyone can be happy, hug trees, and trip on acid and shrooms. Either that, or move to Chelsea... you'll fit in over there FAG.

C'mon mikey... think about what you're doing to yourself. You don't want a piece of the bus. He'll take you to school. Then all your friends back home will, at the mention of your name, think: BOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRR WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT BOY? BOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRR WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT BOY? BOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRR WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT BOY?

I think he was referring to me babe. Also, all those who received months, consider yourselves lucky. Depending on your performance, you may not make it on the roster for 2004. So make sure you're tight and wet, and I'll provide your multiple orgasms. I have crazy libido.

I don't think incredulous would've liked that. Therefore, you stay off the list. Jenni, on Aug 31, at 11:59 pm, my doorbell should ring. I'll look through the peephole with 15 seconds left before Sep 1 arrives, and you shall appear wearing nothing but a Ribbon. JPDD, if i gave you 2 months, you'd be a marked woman. There'll be a pricetag on your head, and once you're outta the way, you'll have no months, and I'll have another month to fill. That leaves me with a tough decision. Sorry babe, you get one. I'll give you the benefit of trading months with someone though.

OK OK, here's how its gonna go. Since the demand is so high, and the supply, well there's only one shlonger, i'm gonna have to break it down into months. Jan.- JPDD Feb- Angelicious (shortest month, won't have to deal with her for too long) Mar.- Deeelite Apr.- Ninadd May- Stardo June- Dogekid July- Dookie Aug.- Hunnie Sep.- JenniJuggs Oct.- Doubleduece Nov.- Dogekid again Dec.- Shlonger (I need some quiet time, and a month to reload on babybatter)

My fault. They're fighting over me. Do you blame them. Sometimes I beat up my girlfriends because I want me all to myself. Sorry bout the drama girls. I'll have hunnie on odd numbered days of the month, and dee on the even numbered days. You'll be alternating the 31st day of months that have 31 days though.

at this rate, you'll hit 2000 posts by 11:47 a.m. tomorrow.

Yes, rod... the force is strong in that one. His skills must be harnessed. First we teach him to use his head, then we teach him to use his fists. Otherwise, he might go over to the darkside. His current special move is called the ram... He uses some extreme hold hair wax, spikes his hair, puts his head down, and runs with a full steam ahead, like a rhino. I don't know why he calls it the ram. He said he uses the ram in the bedroom too, albeit a different form of the ram. He bangs a girl doggy, his namesake, and smirks as her head repeatedly bangs against the wall.

Bitches bark loudest before they get put to sleep... Wait is he on our side?

What deeelite meant to say was: You might have the opportunity to one day meet the legend they call shlonger.

Perfection cannot be taught my friend. It's innate. I know what it feels like to THINK you see faults. This is god's way of keeping us somewhat modest, but in truth, you might just be looking into a dusty mirror. Wipe it down with windex and a newspaper. Maybe you're using 40 watt lightbulbs instead of the standard 75 or 100.

Boooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT BOY Boooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT BOY Boooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT BOY

3rd floor St. Albert's Hall, in a teacher's office, more to the story though: I have this skeleton key (as 90210 as that may sound) which opened up every inside door at St. John's University, Queens campus. One day, during finals week, a girl in my Physiology class, who also worked for the Bio dept. told me that Dr. Zimmerman (our professor) left a copy of the exam on Dr. Hirschfield's (head of the dept.) desk, and that Dr. Hirschfield left home without it. Knowing that I had the key (her ex and I are friends) she asked me about getting the exam because it will be beneficial to both of us. I said I was already going in so your news does nothing for me... how am I gonna benefit. She grab's the shlong, and said trust me you'll benefit. So I tell her she has to come get it with me and show me where the teacher left it. We do some mission impossible antics to get in the building (actually I knew all the security guards and janitors), go up to the teachers office, get the test, go to kinkos, copy the test, go back to his office, return the test, and I ask for my benefits on the spot. She said what if we get caught. I said don't worry the custodian's already went home (they go home at 2 a.m.) and security knows I'm in here, they are turning the other cheek. The only way we'd get caught is if Dr. Hirschfield... and before I finish my sentence, we are playing tonsil hockey. This is how she earned the nickname 3F (plus she had huge tits, so it was also a homonymn). Then we spent the morning filling out scantrons with answers for the corresponding tests (test A, B, C). The next semester there was a repeat performance, except it was in St. John's Hall, ironically on the 3rd floor, but in an empty classroom. I'll never forget Josephine, er Geraldine... no, it was Josephine.