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So, here's my report on this weekend's NSG Get-Together: Tijuana, Mexico.


Free Soviets and Chumblywumbly got there first, and got us a table at Adelitas Bar. They ordered bottled water, and took vows not to patronize the prostitutes milling about. However, they're affable, for anarchists, and did not refuse conversation. When a very nice whore named Consuela casually mentioned that her paternal grandfather fought with the International Volunteer Brigades against Franco in the Spanish Civil War and was a committed anarchist, they said "Really?" and she said "Yes, and I'll suck both your cocks for twenty dollars!" and they said "......uhh......"

We didn't hear from them again.

Cat-Tribes ran into trouble on I-5 when a cat ran across the highway, and being true to his idealogy, Cat swirved off the road. He would've been killed, but when the Grim Reaper materialized in the seat next to him to harvest his soul, Cat-Tribes proceeded, mid-impact, to cite 14 cases demonstrating why he couldn't die, not like this. Death, rather than read them all, conceded the point, and agreed not to take Cat-Tribes. Sadly, Death is not as precise in his language as is Cat-Tribes, and as a result, Cat-Tribes is now unkillable, and was the only participant able to go bareback in Mexico.

Nanatsu no Tsuki arrived by plane, but was stopped at the airport by 14,000 screaming Nanatsu fans. Evidently, nobody notified her that after Selena died, her personality cult took a vote, and after a run-off election that didn't go well for Shakira, Nanatsu was chosen as the new object of adoration slash target of obsession. She did not arrive, and is presently signing autograph number 4,567 of 14,000.

Intangelon got in okay, and gravitated towards the musicians over on Revolucion street. Apparently, according to 'Tange, "There are huge bands of roving Mariachis, with the outfits, the ornately trimmed pants and jackets, huge hats...but no instruments. Why do they have no iinstruments? They just walk around....and there are guys who have instruments, but no outfits! They just wear jeans and sweatshirts, and walk around with tubas and snare drums and guitars...its like, the mariachis split, somehow, into two species, each carrying a piece of the other, like the Skeksis and Ur in The Dark Crystal. I don't understand it". So, he's now making a documentary film called "The Dark Trumpet", look for it at Cannes next year.

Neo Art was served with process in Zona Norte for failing to warn a working girl that he has a 14 inch churro, and apparently engaging in "the love of the Greeks" with that kind of hardware carries a duty of care to warn the catcher that you're about to park a Chevy Suburban in a "compacts only" spot. I bet him 400 pesos he couldn't defend himself using only lines from Family Guy. It doesn't bother me that he won, because its like 35 bucks or something. What bothers me is that he got summary judgement and dismissal with the culminating line "I would much prefer Krull."

Frisbeeteria arrived, and promptly informed on a local drug cartel member. The Federales were too afraid to make the arrest, so Frisbeeteria did it himself, John Woo style, using a pair of Beretta 92Fs that he borrowed off Hotwife. The zenith of the vacation slash firefight was when Frisbeeteria shot the suspect with a tracer round after dousing him in tequila, and when his charred skeleton fell to the ground, Frisbeeteria grimly said "Grow some skin."

Lunatic Goofballs bought one of those cute t-shirts for his baby, that says "Do you know chata? Then chata fuck up! Tijuana, Mexico".

This is already too long to read, but if the thread warrants it, I'll add more.

Moar! :P

You should write Mad Libs

Moar! :P

That depends, are you done complaining that "She washed herself in the sink after."

All of us: Dude, its tijuana.

You: Yeah, but she washed herself off...in the sink, after.

All of us: It was sixty USD for forty minutes of spicy latin tango. You're lucky she didn't just use "Febreze".

You: Okay, yeah, fine, whatever, but in the sink? Think about that. Think previous iterations. That means the last guy, after him, she washed herself on the sink and then took care of me.

All of us: Its part of the experience, dude. If you want "less sordid", wait for the Toronto NSG get-together.

You: There was a shower. There was a shower right there in the room.

All of us: Dude you can't ju----

You: I BRUSHED MY TEETH IN THAT SINK!

You should write Mad Libs

NSG Madlibs:

One day, we were discussing ____A_____ when suddenly ____B___ and ___C____ found a ____D____ so they had to ____E______ before Ardchoille said ____F____ and made them stop.


A: God/Politics/Evolution
B: so-called stereotypical "left wing" poster
C: so-called stereotypical "right wing" poster
D: classical logical fallacy
E: start flaming/snarking/posting lolcat JPGs
F: insert strange cryptic New Zealander idiom that makes perfect sense if you're a Kiwi or Cthulhu.

You cant have Tiajuana without Intestinal Fluids

Mad Lib:

One day, we were discussing God when suddenly Muravyets and Ferrous Oxide found a red herring so they had to start snarking before Ardchoille said Get off the grass! and made them stop.

You cant have Tiajuana without Intestinal Fluids

Yeah, we saw that on the sign coming in.

Good times...

I'd probably mishear the destination and end up being eaten by a giant iguana. Or in Ljublijana. One of the two. Or perhaps both.

I want to go to Tijuana now. *adds to list of Places I Will Visit One Day*

I get no respect.

tl;r

Mad Lib:
One day, we were discussing God when suddenly Muravyets and Ferrous Oxide found a red herring so they had to start snarking before Ardchoille said Get off the grass! and made them stop.
Fail. I never talk to FO so your Mad Lib scenario is a red herring. /snark.

Awesome Wells.

Oh, and FS? You still owe me $10.

Hey, what about me? :(

Hey, what about me? :(

Relax. I wasn't there either.

Ooo! Do me! Do me! :D

Hey, what about me? :(
You may be still to come:This is already too long to read, but if the thread warrants it, I'll add more.

Oh, and FS? You still owe me $10.

sorry mate, but 'from each according to his ability' and all.

You may be still to come:


I want to be an angry drunk that tells off people. :D

You may be still to come

*tries to resist temptation to make a "thats what he said" joke*

sorry mate, but 'from each according to his ability' and all.
I thought we promised that'd just be our little secret?

So OP. What do i do. make it anything but i get arrested or jumped by 10 Mexicans.
dont need this to be like the actual time i went to Tijuana.

Good times...

Cannot Think of a Name found an all night internet cafe, and played Warcraft (not III, not II, not "World of"....he just played Warcraft, and developed a number of life long friendships, filled with complexities of duty, comradeship, and unspoken filialty...with people who spoke no English, but were still able to communicate the idea that in Mexico, its okay to pee into an half-empty Fresca bottle underneath the desk, to avoid having to leave the game at a critical juncture.

I'd probably mishear the destination and end up being eaten by a giant iguana. Or in Ljublijana. One of the two. Or perhaps both.

She was a bit older, and clearly worn by many years under the rigors of the prostitutes trade, but calling her an iguana is....well, okay, its apt, but still.

I want to go to Tijuana now. *adds to list of Places I Will Visit One Day*

I-5 south from San Diego...we're staying at Haciendo de Santiago, in between the red light district and the shitty souvenir rip off joint district.

I get no respect.

This from a guy who told an Armored Personnel Carrier full of black-on-black federal riot police "You're country smells like foot and ass, and your women would rather fuck me for $20 than marry any one of you. Get me a taco!"

Dude, of all the family guy material in existence, you go with "I would much prefer Krull"?

I don't know how exactly to take that.

Awesome Wells.

Oh, and FS? You still owe me $10.

If you guys spend your cab money, remember not to walk back to the border after dark. Also, tell Free Soviets that the girls are willing to join his rulerless uprising for a fairer future world, but the delegate from the retailers just said "You like? Leather belts, wallets, cuban cigars? Look, amigo, es real leather, watch, I put my lighter on it, no melting, see? Sir?"

Hey, what about me? :(

You got into a confrontation with the cabby and are still arguing with him at the border.

So OP. What do i do. make it anything but i get arrested or jumped by 10 Mexicans.
dont need this to be like the actual time i went to Tijuana.

Your encounter was a bit alarming. We were at Hong Kong Club, checking out the wicked cool remodel, but you were sure you saw Ricardo Montalban. We tried to convince you he was dead, but you were really sure.

So you went over and asked him. But he must've already been pretty pissed, becaues he pulled out a box cutter and screamed "VIVA SANTA ANNA!" and tried to cut you.

So, being the civil gent you are, you shoved a bar stool under the table and into his nuts, and he, teary eyed and nauseated, but still whimpering "viva...santa...(cough)...anna.....

You were then jumped by 8 of his friends and we basically had to do the Telemundo version of Kill Bill, except it was more like "Headbutt Pepe".

You did get his wallet, and in the end, he was not Ricardo Montalban.

Dude, of all the family guy material in existence, you go with "I would much prefer Krull"?

I don't know how exactly to take that.

In context, it made sense, and in the judge's ruling, he cited it as the most compelling argument for judgment in your favor as a matter of law.

You can always file for costs and center the motion around "He's knocking on the back door. Should I let him in? Ooooh, I'm scared!"

In context, it made sense, and in the judge's ruling, he cited it as the most compelling argument for judgment in your favor as a matter of law.

You can always file for costs and center the motion around "He's knocking on the back door. Should I let him in? Ooooh, I'm scared!"

frankly, I'm just impressed that my "close the window, you're letting the stank out" motion carried.

And where was I during all of this?

For that matter, where the hell was I?

I-5 south from San Diego...we're staying at Haciendo de Santiago, in between the red light district and the shitty souvenir rip off joint district.

I'm there!

Also, tell Free Soviets that the girls are willing to join his rulerless uprising for a fairer future world

and reasonably priced love!

You did get his wallet, and in the end, he was not Ricardo Montalban.

did he have any money in it ? or a credit card. cause it looks like a ran up a big tab and i forgot my cash again.

in between the red light district and the shitty souvenir rip off joint district.

Haha. Avenida Revolución ftw. :D

Fail. I never talk to FO so your Mad Lib scenario is a red herring. /snark.

Your face is a straw man!

And where was I during all of this?

You gathered a small army of what appeared to be some kind of Goth Mexicans wearing Siouxsie and the Banshees t-shirts, and tried to free the enslaved zebra donkees (seriously, until a couple hours ago, there was what I can only describe as an enslaved Zebra donkee outside the Tijuana internet lounge I'm in).

The revolution was not televised.

For that matter, where the hell was I?

So, we were in this little shop that sold an eclectic mix of leather jackets, t-shirts, glass pipes, unprescribed prescription medications, luche libra mexican wrestler masks, and for some unfathomable reason, fake shitty katanas, wakizashis, and tantos.

You took great delight in asking them if they had knives, and when they showed you a knife, you'd say "That's not a knife. THAT'S a knife!"

Only it wasn't a knife that you pulled out.

Only it wasn't a knife that you pulled out.

It was definitely more of a dirk.

It was definitely more of a dirk.

What can you say. When it comes to waving your dirk around, size matters.

What can you say. When it comes to waving your dirk around, size matters.

I guess not everyone has a Bowie.

Whatever happened to the donkey?

I hope it's alright.

Whatever happened to the donkey?

I hope it's alright.

Lead poisoning from the painted-on stripes?

Seriously, dude, dude, I thought exactly the same thing! I doubt they went to the trouble to find some kind of safe fur-paint for those things!

It looks like they totally just sprayed the things down with spraypaint! They have them out on the sidewalk all day, taking pictures with tourists, with a little box of straw in front of them.

The wretched, pervasive poverty is depressing here....the enslaved zebra donkees are making it worse.

Also, Hong Kong Club has a fucking cover charge. A cover charge. In Tijuana.

I wish I drank beer, it seems to really be helping everyone around me here.

And people complain about watered down beer back in the States! At least that stuff won't literally kill you.

If you guys spend your cab money, remember not to walk back to the border after dark. Also, tell Free Soviets that the girls are willing to join his rulerless uprising for a fairer future world, but the delegate from the retailers just said "You like? Leather belts, wallets, cuban cigars? Look, amigo, es real leather, watch, I put my lighter on it, no melting, see? Sir?"

Hey, you still have my lighter!

Seriously, dude, dude, I thought exactly the same thing! I doubt they went to the trouble to find some kind of safe fur-paint for those things!

It looks like they totally just sprayed the things down with spraypaint! They have them out on the sidewalk all day, taking pictures with tourists, with a little box of straw in front of them.

The wretched, pervasive poverty is depressing here....the enslaved zebra donkees are making it worse.

Also, Hong Kong Club has a fucking cover charge. A cover charge. In Tijuana.

I wish I drank beer, it seems to really be helping everyone around me here.

Lead paint is still the standard down there in many places... it's not a bad guess, all things considered. My landlord used to get DDT from a dealer in TJ as well. :D

I want to know what happened to the shanty town between Tijuana and Rosarita Beach. One day, 5,000 shacks; the next, nothing. That had to have been news. The poverty in Tijuana is much less noticible now than when I first went back in '93 or so, which is cool, but when you see a town disappear, you have to wonder what the price was.

Hey, you still have my lighter!

Okay, again, why do you have (well, I have it now, but you must've had it made or gotten it somewhere) a Zippo from 1968 that says "Fuck Communism"?

Okay, again, why do you have (well, I have it now, but you must've had it made or gotten it somewhere) a Zippo from 1968 that says "Fuck Communism"?

It was a gift from a grateful nation.

Lead paint is still the standard down there in many places... it's not a bad guess, all things considered. My landlord used to get DDT from a dealer in TJ as well. :D

I want to know what happened to the shanty town between Tijuana and Rosarita Beach. One day, 5,000 shacks; the next, nothing. That had to have been news. The poverty in Tijuana is much less noticible now than when I first went back in '93 or so, which is cool, but when you see a town disappear, you have to wonder what the price was.

We don't go down to Rosarita to much anymore. That one time, I tipped the beach guy $10 USD to go get us some Philly Blunts, a kind of cheap, fruity cigar that I liked...but I guess he just heard "blunts" and brought us back some weed...

The james bond fan-backpack flying machien thing was cool, though.

It was a gift from a grateful nation.

Thats what you said about the rash when we got back from Belgrad last year...

Thats what you said about the rash when we got back from Belgrad last year...

You only complained about it after you found out you had it, too.

And, btw, why do you think it says "Fuck Communism" on the lighter and not "Communism Sucks?"

You only complained about it after you found out you had it, too.

And, btw, why do you think it says "Fuck Communism" on the lighter and not "Communism Sucks?"

Great. Now I'm grateful I only know enough cyrllic to pronounce the tatoo on your stomach and not enough Russian to actually read it...

Great. Now I'm grateful I only know enough cyrllic to pronounce the tatoo on your stomach and not enough Russian to actually read it...

Wow, when did I get that?

Great. Now I'm grateful I only know enough cyrllic to pronounce the tatoo on your stomach and not enough Russian to actually read it...

Surely you recognise your own writings?

Surely you recognise your own writings?

It says, "Who is John Galt?"

It says, "Who is John Galt?"

the dude who founded my city . . .i think lol

Where was Kat during all this? Drinking again?

NSG Madlibs:

One day, we were discussing ____A_____ when suddenly ____B___ and ___C____ found a ____D____ so they had to ____E______ before Ardchoille said ____F____ and made them stop.


A: God/Politics/Evolution
B: so-called stereotypical "left wing" poster
C: so-called stereotypical "right wing" poster
D: classical logical fallacy
E: start flaming/snarking/posting lolcat JPGs
F: insert strange cryptic New Zealander idiom that makes perfect sense if you're a Kiwi or Cthulhu.

Love!

Fail. I never talk to FO so your Mad Lib scenario is a red herring. /snark.

What is your new avatar meant to be? And why did you change it?

I notice I am not included.

Bah. Like I'd want to go to a meetup with you guys anyway.

...

:(

Whatever happened to the donkey?

I hope it's alright.

Dude! :eek2: Didn't we agree never to mention the Donkey show or what happened there ever again?!

It says, "Who is John Galt?"

And soon it will be changed into ''When will John Galt shut up?''

And soon it will be changed into ''When will John Galt shut up?''

John Galt would do well to familiarize himself with the writings of a certain Russian/American philospher.

<snip>

You did get his wallet, and in the end, he was not Ricardo Montalban.

I so thought that was a reference to a book I just read. Unfortunately, I suspect you're referring to an actor, not an immortal 16th century alchemist who singlehandedly invented most of modern society while trying to cure his BO.

and reasonably priced love!

And a hard-boiled egg!

Nice thread... much nicer than the threads you bought at that 'souvenier' shop.

What is your new avatar meant to be? And why did you change it?
None of your damned business. To both questions.

Where was Kat during all this? Drinking again?

She was actually helping me with the autograph signing. Kat can do my signature like a pro. Besides that, we both want to buy some immitation, crocodile boots and give them to Galloism, so we need to exit this damn airport pronto. Besides, it smells like cow poo!

Anyway, you see, Galloism secretly adores reptiles and is training to become an alligator wrestler. He was even invited to Tokyo, where the Yakuza in conjuction with Ghost of Ayn Rand, opened a ring of illegal fights.

Best fucking OP ever.

Best fucking OP ever.

Imagine if he was to describe the Las Vegas meetup...

Dude, of all the family guy material in existence, you go with "I would much prefer Krull"?

I don't know how exactly to take that.

Pfft, I'm just bitter that you apparently didn't bring me along. :p

Also, "Enslaved Zebra Donkeys" would be a great name for a band.

Ooo! Do me! Do me! :D

For some reason in TJ this line never works...guess prostitutes don't like desperation. And I hate to be a rapist so I can't use giving them money as a conditional for sex after all that would be coersive<sp?>

For some reason in TJ this line never works...guess prostitutes don't like desperation. And I hate to be a rapist so I can't use giving them money as a conditional for sex after all that would be coersive<sp?>

What do you think the response would be if I were to use the same expression?:tongue:


I am definitely full of myself, aren't I?:D

For the many kind folks who tried to keep the thread alive (and posted much coolness of your own), sorry I dropped out.

I got hit by three guys at an ATM, and sans cash, had to go back to the US.

A friend in California did some "good lookin' out" as the young people say, so I have finally arrived home.

For those who were left out, I wanted to cover many more of you, mixing you into my IRL experience down into TJ, but I ran out of time, due to my own utter lack of street-wisdom.

Which is too bad, because the part about Katganistan going undercover as a Corrupt Federale Going Under Cover As A Local Policewoman Who Is Undercover as an Adelitas Bar Girl was really great.

See, I told you that there was something fishy about the souvenir shop, you just said "That's the stuffed fish wall mountings."

Which is too bad, because the part about Katganistan going undercover as a Corrupt Federale Going Under Cover As A Local Policewoman Who Is Undercover as an Adelitas Bar Girl was really great.Succeeding at just saying that without getting my tongue tied was great. It must have been epic in text form. :p

See, I told you that there was something fishy about the souvenir shop, you just said "That's the stuffed fish wall mountings."

It was not. That was Vampire Knight Zero. He forgot to brush his fangs. And blood being the basis of his diet...

Somebody tell what happened to me - it's all a blur...

For some reason in TJ this line never works...guess prostitutes don't like desperation. And I hate to be a rapist so I can't use giving them money as a conditional for sex after all that would be coersive<sp?>

"Coercive". ;)

Imagine if he was to describe the Las Vegas meetup...

I thought we had agreed never to talk of this again! >.>

I don't drink and generally prefer not to contract STDs, so I probably don't have any reason to be there.

Somebody tell what happened to me - it's all a blur...

Last time I saw you, I was detained at the airport to sign autographs and you and NERVUN were both caught up in aheated argument on the origins and usage of "wakaru" and wether it should be used in the same sex as the words "woman" and "sex". I lost you as soon as you exited through the middle gates of the airport.

*Huddles over lighter* My Preshussss. Oh, you've returned. *Hides lighter.*

Last time I saw you, I was detained at the airport to sign autographs and you and NERVUN were both caught up in aheated argument on the origins and usage of "wakaru" and wether it should be used in the same sex as the words "woman" and "sex". I lost you as soon as you exited through the middle gates of the airport.

Well dang, that'd start to explain this tat...

Well dang, that'd start to explain this tat...

Yes, I heard NERV say the same thing to an angry wife. She even threatened him with seppuku.:(

*Huddles over lighter* My Preshussss. Oh, you've returned. *Hides lighter.*

Oh no! We lost poor ASD to refrito-addiction.:eek2:

It was not. That was Vampire Knight Zero. He forgot to brush his fangs. And blood being the basis of his diet...

Where's he been for ages? I haven't seen him round here since Christmas.

Yes, I heard NERV say the same thing to an angry wife. She even threatened him with seppuku.:(

I didn't think it was possible to threaten someone with something you can only do to yourself.

I didn't think it was possible to threaten someone with something you can only do to yourself.

What if you threaten to drop your own guts on their brand new very expensive shoes?

I didn't think it was possible to threaten someone with something you can only do to yourself.

Wouldb't you be upset if your wife topped herself?

After all, with the wife dead who'd clean the blood off the floor?

What if you threaten to drop your own guts on their brand new very expensive shoes?

Well, saving face is good, but those shoes might be pretty expensive. I guess that works.

Airport security being what it is these days, I'm not sure she'd be able to get a sword though.

Well, saving face is good, but those shoes might be pretty expensive. I guess that works.

Airport security being what it is these days, I'm not sure she'd be able to get a sword though.

Probably could if it was in checked baggage.

I want to go to Tijuana now. *adds to list of Places I Will Visit One Day*

Dont bother, frankly its a dirty shit hole. Once your of legal drinking age there are a few million places to go drink that are much cooler. Yes there are a bunch of teenagers that are learning to drink there but if watching 18 year olds puking in the streets isnt your thing then there are better places to go.

Dont bother, frankly its a dirty shit hole. Once your of legal drinking age there are a few million places to go drink that are much cooler. Yes there are a bunch of teenagers that are learning to drink there but if watching 18 year olds puking in the streets isnt your thing then there are better places to go.

We mostly hung out in the Zona Roja (officially Zona Norte), where the policia are pretty good about keeping the drunks off the streets.

In fact, since that little....disagreement....a few years ago between the local police and the federales, the main drag and the alley behind Hong Kong and Adelitas are fairly vomit-free, but you also have to limit your drinking. If you get caught outdoors drunk, even the less corrupt cops will still roll you.

Well, saving face is good, but those shoes might be pretty expensive. I guess that works.

Airport security being what it is these days, I'm not sure she'd be able to get a sword though.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe that for women, the term is jigai and act does not involve disemboweling themselves, but cutting their own throat. For that, they don't use the sword but the shortest blade, really more like a knife.

*fondles lighter.*

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe that for women, the term is jigai and act does not involve disemboweling themselves, but cutting their own throat. For that, they don't use the sword but the shortest blade, really more like a knife.

*fondles lighter.*

Great, now even SUICIDE has a battle of the sexes.

*fondles heavier*

Somebody tell what happened to me - it's all a blur...
Last I heard, you and the burro had stumbled over a load of drugs and a lot of dead gangsters in the middle of the desert, but the hooker snitched so the crew of pissed off natives were following in hot pursuit. And that's when you ran out of cigarettes. I don't know what happened after...

I thought we had agreed never to talk of this again! >.>
We did? Shit! I've been telling that story to everybody, and that includes Crazy Joe and 'Fat' Freddie down at the pub. :eek2:

Where's he been for ages? I haven't seen him round here since Christmas.

I ate him. :(

I didn't think it was possible to threaten someone with something you can only do to yourself.

Em... she threatened him with her committing seppuku. Read, mate!:mad:


:fluffle:

It was not. That was Vampire Knight Zero. He forgot to brush his fangs. And blood being the basis of his diet...

After awhile that just blends into the background.

I should have thought twice before I said "Bite me!" after he beat me at yo mama jokes.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe that for women, the term is jigai and act does not involve disemboweling themselves, but cutting their own throat. For that, they don't use the sword but the shortest blade, really more like a knife.

*fondles lighter.*

They use a Tanto.

After awhile that just blends into the background.

I should have thought twice before I said "Bite me!" after he beat me at yo mama jokes.

I told you! And I hope, for Jesus's sake, that you used antibacterial soap and antiseptic meds after he bit you. He bit a lot of disreputable girls while in Tijuana.

I told you! And I hope, for Jesus's sake, that you used antibacterial soap and antiseptic meds after he bit you. He bit a lot of disreputable girls while in Tijuana.

Well if I can't get them the fun way...

He actually didn't even break the skin, I jerked away to fast and all he got was shirt, that was just some of the leftovers you saw.

Well if I can't get them the fun way...

He actually didn't even break the skin, I jerked away to fast and all he got was shirt, that was just some of the leftovers you saw.

The problem is that VKZ is highly contagious.

The problem is that VKZ is highly contagious.

Why didn't you tell me that before :eek:

Why didn't you tell me that before :eek:

Because I was being threatened. Besides, you know that you always need to use protection.

Because I was being threatened. Besides, you know that you always need to use protection.

Hey hey hey! Gay chicken didn't go quite that far honey.

Hey hey hey! Gay chicken didn't go quite that far honey.

B-tan, what do you think I meant with my post?:confused:

B-tan, what do you think I meant with my post?:confused:

No idea.

No idea.

When around VKZ, you need to be always on your guard. You need to be protected. Zero is always hungry. *nod*:)

Wtf :D