I feel a rift in the fabric of the universe

Where is Nursey?

 

I think she joined al qaeda and went to Iraq....that or she choked on Pimp hagis.

 

Normally people don't choke on chittlings.

 

She hasn't logged in for a month.

 

I posted the reason in another thread. Speak of the devil ,,

 

VOICE FROM THE WILDERNESS

I needed a break, but apparently so did my computer. Alas, it came too late for it and a week into the new year, it departed from this cruel world. I get occasional, brief shots on a fiddley (i.e. faggoty) laptop, just enough to take the edge of my withdrawels. But i need to be immersed in the full, leukemia-inducing, electromagnetic force field of my almighty P.O.S. setup to generate the frazzled, psychotic edge that i need to post here. But, do not fret or gnash uncontrollably. I currently have a team on the case who are trying to track down the shitty, obsolete component i need to resurrect the beast so that it grinds, once again, into action. And presumably, i will follow.

 

IM me an address and I'll send you a new one. My world is bland without you. It will be an emachine, but I bet it beats nothing.

 

Well...thanks. However, i don't think i could get used to being called 'Barry's bitch' for evermore, so i will graciously decline your kind offer.

 

You seem to like wearing collars. Whats the problem if I just add the leash?

 

I'm not into playing your cutesy, role-reversal game, Barbs. Go back to sniffing seats or something.

 

Send me a Mac.

 

/me mails Jefe a Big Mac.

 

Actually, funny you mention this. A creepy guy was caught sniffing the seats at Uni the other day in our Commercial Law lecture room.

 

What a tease. If I don't get an Australian Big Mac in the mail some time soon I'm going to be very disappointed.

 

Maybe he just got confused and thought it was forensic law. Were you upset that it wasn't YOUR seat?

 

You know, I bet knowing these tight-arse Aussie Corporations, the Big Mac is probably smaller here with less meat, just like Australian men.

Actually, it was a guy sniffing guy's seats. That's more upsetting.

 

Maybe he had OCD and wanted to pick a seat that didn't smell like butt because he was afraid that the buttstink would seep into his clothes and he would smell like butt and contaminate his car with someone else's butt smell?

Or he was just a perv.

 

I go with choice B. Seat sniifers = pervs

 

Barry should know. He's always sniffing seats.

 

I got your seat sniffer right here.....