Knights of LOL
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Level 35 Camwhore
I tried to get over myself, but I'm just too awesome!
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Lust Posted:
I have to say, it never fails to amuse how much hate you peasants have for your betters.
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Level 35 Camwhore
Inflate my ovaries until they pop out of me and float away
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That reminds me, why was he given such a small male reproductive organ?
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Level 69 Troll
Trying to create drama to drum up the ratings by any means necessary!
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Balloon Posted:
That reminds me, why was he given such a small male reproductive organ?
Because he was in TSB.
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Level 10 Troll
I lick her up afterwards (After her great times session too! Yum!)
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MC Banhammer Posted:
Because he was in TSB.
WHOAAAAA DON’T GO THERE !!!
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Level 19 Troll
I LOVE GOTHZILLA'S male reproductive organ!
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MC Banhammer Posted:
Because he was in TSB.
Mom!?!
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Level 12 Troll
“Pain in the ASCII”
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MC Banhammer Posted:
Because he was in TSB.
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Stab edited this message on 05/14/2008 5:43PM
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Level 23 Re-Re
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I dont knoes y mah lol frenz kicked mee outs. bum I made shiny brand gnu klan!
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Level 18 Camwhore
WeChall FOR LIFE
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Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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Level 10 Troll
I lick her up afterwards (After her great times session too! Yum!)
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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Level 35 Emo Kid
So damn naughty it wraps back around to nice.
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
A++++++, would read again.
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Level 40 Emo Kid
Vile serpent! I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it.
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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[Full of SbumSS]
Level 25 Re-Re
Head of the Ministry of Man bumes
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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DEAD fabulous person
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Level 35 Camwhore
AAA++++!!! WOULD BUY AGAIN!!!
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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Level 26 Permanoob
OH GOD WHAT THE **** IS THAT MY HEAD JUST GOT DECAPITATED
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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Level 20 Troll
You made Vader snobby.
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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Level 35 Troll
KYOUBAI IS SUPER-SERIOUS BUSINESS
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Level 32 Troll
my only complaint is that you people are happy
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Lust Posted:
I have to say, it never fails to amuse how much hate you peasants have for your betters.
bumping this thread to reminds sg94 of her inevitable failure
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Level 35 Emo Kid
So damn naughty it wraps back around to nice.
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MODERATOR
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Level 69 Troll
Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco Nicco
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MySpace Tom Posted:
Lust sighed plaintively as he gazed at the screen. His monitor, the only illumination in his darkened bedroom, shone brightly into his eyes. He stared intently at one small portion of the screen, where the “Delete Klan” bumon lay invitingly, almost daring him to press it. He sighed again and looked away, his male reproductive organ shriveling in the cool night air. How could he fap when the weight of the world was on him? The pressure was almost unbearable, but he must still bear it, he thought. To be or not to be, that was the question, to put an end to the mockery that his once beloved klan had become, or to let it linger on like a walking corpse, a faint memory of what once was. How could he kill it, when it was all but a part of his very soul? The E-Peens™ that he and his internet friends had worked so hard to obtain would be destroyed if he went through with this, and how could he let their efforts go to waste? But the klan could only exist with him in it; he could never move on to greener pastures, as his so-called allies had all done. Maybe he should have let things be the first time, when PANTS had persuaded him to end it all. Maybe recreating the klan was a mistake. No, no, do not think such thoughts. Of course it was all worth it. Lust idly stroked his male reproductive organ, but it remained limp in his clammy hands. Perhaps the decision could be put off another day. After all, he had his entire future ahead of him, a future of Forumwarz Domination and the medals that it would provide. Now to find some decent pornography. His male reproductive organ may be as flaccid as his klan, but that was a problem more easily solved.
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Level 35 Emo Kid
So damn naughty it wraps back around to nice.
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BirdofPrey Posted:
critical mbum of fabulous personry – utter collapse, core meltdown of gayness
nanafabulous personiesus Posted:
Q: what happens when a klan falls apart to form a new klan?
A: the new klan falls apart too because it’s full of the same fabulous persons
Bump for pizza party
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