This is gonna be a great thread.

Oh. And he's a fucking pussy.

You now officially belong to me. I'll store you in the back of the shop behind my weedeater.

Oh really you fucking pussy.

Oh shit. I thought I'd at least be banned by now? What the fuck happened here? Looks like Bornyo is too much of a fucking pussy to do it.

Why would I ban you?

I already told you your place. You're chattel and will always be chattel and you accept it. All your miserable life. It would really suck to be you.

Oh it would suck to be me? You don't know me. lol.

You're a fucking joke mod on a joke board.

And yet...?

Arrogant motherfucker.

Great, now I feel like I'm stuck with this dumb-ass hick on this board.

You're toast.

Folks, this meltdown brought to you by...

You suck. Snore.

Toast nothing bitch. This shit fun.

I'm gonna watch you guzzle a cumfart, nigga.

oh my...

Lou, I think it's time to ask the question again:

Bornyo's hero:

Still waiting to become toast. I have an idea for a new avatar.

I don't know Meat. You make them sneakers your new avatar, and it is only going to lead to more people seeing them. I don't know if that is a good thing.

Bornyo keeps tellin me to try and help you, and I don't know what to tell ya. After 500 posts, you should know the place and don't need training wheels. My only advice is don't shit up every thread with the nonsense. Keep it to one or 2 threads.

I know this place pretty well. I've come to the conclusion Bornyo is a pretentious, dumb hick. I flat out don't like him.

Is it possible to have gay feet ?

I'm sure there are gay foot job sites out there, so there must be some dudes whose feets are gay for pay at least.

Them shoes couldn't be any gayer if Richard Simmons and Liza Minelli were fighting over them at a gay pride parade on Christopher Street.

I'm not dumping on the Shoes, but I'm curious: Are they dress shoes, casual, athletic? I hadn't noticed they were high tops before.

They're made out of a fucking purse, which I'm sure he carries a version of as well.

Here's how he totes his buttplug around:



While wearing this douche-container:

Howz it goin', B? :bananacream:

It's going great Zenman. Just hanging out, still kicking the truth to the young white youth.

There's so much work to be done to heal the world. It's a blessing that there are selfless souls like yourself.

You fucking suck, pops.

And of course, you got nothing...

Aren't you ready to collect a retirement? I do not care what a 60 year old asshole thinks, really. Go away douche.

Look I want to offer a peace pipe here. I didn't realize Bornyo was 60 years old and balding.

I don't think I can argue with this dude anymore.

It's creepy.

If I were you, and had lost every piece of ground I'd tried to defend, I'd quit too.

Here Pops:

Am I doing it right?

Hell yeh!

You been gone a while ole' Tima. You gettin' a hip replacement? LOLOLOLLOLOOLZZzzz!

Yeah...it sucks to be me right now.

http://forum.jerkoffzone.net/ubbthreads/...1205_173337.jpg

Get lip cancer smoking those, Sarge.

Lip cancer from Cuban cigars?... I'll take my chances. I like the odds.

Romeo y Julieta is a Dominican brand.

The shit said Habana, Cuba and "Heche en Cuba" right on it.

BTW, someone has started sending me Narconon advertising in the mail again.

Junky drunk loses again...

Look on cigar.com, they make 'em in Honduras now.

Yes he is.

Or just possibly retarded. What do they call it? A wet brain? So.... Romeo y Juileta are now Dominican, however they're made in Honduras, yet their label says they're made in Cuba.

Why Narconon and why sent again?

Not sure. I'm wondering if it may have been triggered by some sort of alcoholic interaction with the local city services. About a year or so back, I fell down on the ice and almost cracked my head open while out drinking. At the time, my feeling was to just say "fuck it, I'll lie here and die." But a really cool Irish cop drove me home after I cracked him up with some jokes and then I started getting Narconon advertising letters in the mail for about 6 months. Then I recently almost burnt my fucking house down after passing out while cooking glazed meatballs and the fire department came and sorted it all out. I was thinking this may have triggered something as well. Or, possibly one of my neighbors are trying to be irritatingly thoughtful.

Narconon supposedly works and feeds people principles of Scientology in the process.

What about the Bruichladdich Bourbon Cask Aged?

I still haven't tried that booze yet. Honestly, I haven't even seen it at the liquor store. Is it really that good?

I'm not going into any sort of 12 step program and I'm definitely not getting religion. I'm actually drinking less these days by trying to go out earlier and mostly just focus on social drinking. I used to never drink at home alone and I need to get back to that. And also pre-drink less before I go out. It's a work in progress.