Friday, November 5, 2010

Pun Fun

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  1. @new word. If your tits need to be shaved, you may have a problem.

  2. on seeing the comment sometime i want to hold guys’ from neck and throw them on the wall, LIKE sucks …..i want dislike button on facebook ……DISLIKE

  3. I’m just trying to fill the void, since it seems she’s gone for good. For the life of me, I can only ever remember her talking about titties.

    I am so one-dimensional.

    Also, titties.

  4. Two of my Facebook friends just replicated the Hungary one on their Facebooks the exact same way.. It’s hilarious.

  5. wordprevert, I never thought I’d say the following words to anybody, but one clear distinction between you and wordpervert is that she has more class.

  6. I suppose that someone may have already said something about the law suit, but I did see some comments with some misinformation.
    To set the record straight.
    Lamebook seems to be the plaintiff (which means they are suing Facebook)
    It is pre-emptive, as Facebook sent a legal letter asking for Lamebook to cease and desist; as far as I can tell it is just the name of the site. Apparently they have copyrighted the words “Face” and “Book”. Strange, I know.
    FacePorn had to shut down too…

    http://www.allfacebook.com/facebook-pre-emptively-sued-by-lamebook-2010-11

  7. That hurts.

    Almost as bad as the titty waxing I just put myself through.

  8. Word, if you’d like to really imitate your namesake, then you have to expand your talk from just about titties a bit. You need to cover the following:
    1. Titties.
    2. All-girl orgies. And the other kind.
    3. Yelling at other people for talking about anything sexual, and
    4. Telling me that you are extraordinarily pissed because I’m not funny enough (just me, no one else).

  9. I’d trade back alord for the resident windbag we have now.

  10. Screenwriter Jacques Prévert, my true namesake, had much to say about titties.

    Mad, we used to be cool. Your numbering system is stupid, and you smell like a bag of chai that’s been steeping in a whore’s vagina after a night of particularly vapid promiscuity.

  11. Thanks word! Now I feel like old times.
    Except you forgot to tell me how unfunny I am and how goddamn pissed you get as a result…

  12. Mad, you’re an unfunny twat who reminds me of mud-encrusted baboon titties, and the baboon’s got diseases. Bodily-disfigurement types of diseases.

    I can’t go to zoos anymore.

  13. How about you teabag Keona while I watch and talk about my titties?

  14. Then you can deep-throat a porcupine penis and tell me that it tastes good.

  15. Agreed mass. alord was like a pimple in my nose but mad2 is like a mosquito bite on my nutsack.

  16. Vulgarity is the lowest form of wit – of which there are numerous examples in the posts and comments on this site.

  17. hey mad2,

    I love myself; I want you to love me
    When I feel down; I want you above me
    I search myself; I want you to find me
    I forget myself; I want you to remind me

    I don’t want anybody else
    When I think about you I touch myself
    Ooh I don’t want anybody else Oh no, oh no, oh no

    You’re the one who makes me come runnin’
    You’re the sun who makes me shine
    When you’re around I’m always laughin’
    I want to make you mine

    I close my eyes and see you before me
    Think I would die if you were to ignore me
    A fool could see just how much I adore you
    I’d get down on my knees; I’d do anything for you

    I don’t want anybody else
    When I think about you I touch myself
    ahh ohh i don’t want anybody else
    oh no oh on oh no yeah

    I love myself; I want you to love me
    When I feel down; I want you above me
    I search myself; I want you to find me
    I forget myself; I want you to remind me

    I don’t want anybody else
    When I think about you I touch myself
    ahh ohh i don’t want anybody else
    oh no oh no oh no

    I want you
    I don’t want anybody else
    and when i think about you; i touch myself
    ooh ooOoh ooOoh aaaaahhhh

    I don’t want anybody else
    When I think about you I touch myself
    Ooh I don’t want anybody else
    When I think about you I touch myself

    I touch myself
    I touch myself
    I touch myself
    I touch myself
    I touch myself
    I touch myself

    I honestly do
    I touch myself
    I touch myself

    Love,
    Walter

  18. Being named “mb” is the lowest form of wit. Actually, the lowest form of wit is the whistling noise my titties make in rough winds.

  19. Dukey Smoothie Buns

    Esophageal laceration.
    Beer Beer… Virtual Stella.

  20. mb we’ve been over this before. Puns are the lowest form of wit.
    Walter, I fear I’ve failed. I was going more for the ‘red ants on your nutsack’ effect. In any case I’d like to cordially invite you to do as I usually do with your posts and not read them.

  21. One of my hobbies to take Snickers bars and squeeze them between my titties until they get all melty and gooey. It looks like someone dropped a big dook right on my titties, when conditions are right. That’s another hobby too, come to think of it. Getting dooked on, that is.

    It backfired once when I forgot about the candy bar. I got a little snickered myself and passed out, only to wake up later to a whole mess of red ants having their way with my chocolatey titties!

  22. wordprevert, I never use the word “titties”.

    mad2, get over it.

    mass, I hope you’re well.

    Walter, thanks mate. And good job on the song, by the way. Ha.

    Dukey, there’s nothing virtual about the Stella I have in my hand right now.

    Have a good evening.

  23. Are you sure? I distinctly remember you talking about titties a lot.

    You know what, I remember what it was! It was punctuationpervert. He loved titties.

  24. Thanks word.

    You are missed!!

  25. Fucking pissflappery, jizz drinking, scat eating cunts.

    Puns are not the lowest form of wit, the fuckwit retards who roar with laughter upon hearing one are…’Fuck me he said a word that could be confused with another word!’

    The first mob probably live in sCUNThorpe.
    The second collection of wankbags can choke to death on my PLUMS.

  26. Imamofo – I echo those sentiments.

    lamebook is dying in slow-motion, death by a thousand cunts.

  27. wordper, I was never ‘not over’ your remarks, but that doesn’t mean I won’t mock the seriousness with which you demanded hilarity from me.
    Also I enjoy the irony that you were upset by the comments section, and so stopped posting to it, but apparently not reading it.

  28. undergroundtunnel

    @Wordprevert I like you, but am now mad at you for bringing WordPERvert back.

    Wordpervert is a bitch.

  29. Yeah.. wordper is the biggest bitch, and should die and such. Perhaps that’s why she hasn’t been on…she did. Hurray!

    wordpre is the bomb.

  30. @Keona
    I LOVE YOU

  31. There’s….an army of them!!

  32. undergroundtunnel, words can’t express how much it thrills me to see how unhappy you are. That just made my day.

    Keona, sorry to disappoint you, young lassie, but I’m still kicking.

  33. word, you just pop in when we least expect it…but how can we be sure it’s the real word. There’s about..four now.

  34. Holy Jesus (hay-suess) Christo…why are there so many words? I now actually have to be 100% attentive to the spelling of the names…damn it.

  35. WHO WANTS TO SEE TITTIES?!

  36. Keona > Wordpervert

    <333

  37. #25 nailed it on the head – how dare any of us attempt to eclipse the treasure trove of humor that is the original post. No one EVER talks about those being lame. There’s no room in the comment section for comedy, it might detract from the orgy of bitching.

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