Get the fuck off the walls

Well, all you need are some blow-up dolls and a sharpie, so your profit margin is going to be pretty absurd.

The cleaning crew came in, too early that morning it seemed. It was cold, a little damp, yet not so frigid that the midges and gnats were daunted.

Malcolm looked up at the site, for the first time that morning the sun was bright enough to get a glimpse of what they had in store for the day.

"Jumping Jesus Christ on a pogostick, you have got to be shitting me?!" was the exclamation cried loudly, cutting through the fog and piercing each of our eardrums.

"Come on Mal, it can't be that bad... Remember that time we -”

"You don't understand, look....."

It was only then, with my own eyes, did I see the source of his dismay, which was now shared by all.

There was a lot of fuck on these walls, and we had to get it off.

[An excerpt from Mike Rowe's new fantasy novel, "BSN"]

Blowup dolls aren't cheap at least if there's any quality there. Perhaps fruit sculptures would be cheaper. Then you could always naw a limb off if you need a snack. We could call if Elible "arrangements".

Damn..... this sounds pretty good. You should also donate some of that money to some charity, like for the "Human Fond", I'll manage that part, don't worry pimp Bunz

TOGETHER WE CAN DO THIS

PIMP BUNZIE


You can donate here:

The Cycle must continue...


No calibrations for you.

Fruit sculptures are prone to rot and mold, you'd have to throw it out and buy a new one every week or so. That actually might not be too bad a business strategy.

Turian pimps? I wonder what THEY look like.

Ahh...stop visiting for a while and come back to this thread. It's like coming home.

I mean sure its funny to make fun of people who fuck inanimate objects but we are people too! If you cut me do I not bleed? I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!

Well.... we're all orphans with no where else to be, what did you expect?

I missed this place.

Also..

y'all are kinda weird.