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Who own da Chiefs?

Discussion in 'Anything goes' started by slappy4428, Apr 5, 2008.

  1. Clever username

    Clever username Active Member

    Morris, you make me sick when you speak.
     
  2. Flash

    Flash Guest

    Fucked the barmaid last trip.

    I mean, I walked into the place, she comes up to me without even sayin' hello and just rubs up against me.
     
  3. Beaker

    Beaker Active Member

    She's a lesbian Hammerhead, a lesbian!

    I know, I know!
     
  4. Clever username

    Clever username Active Member

    Nipples hard as little rocks.
     
  5. Clever username

    Clever username Active Member

    That is a very ... deep ... cut.
     
  6. Flash

    Flash Guest

    I don't blame you, though, Suzanne. You see, women's bodies are beautiful.

    But men's bodies, I see 'em everywhere. Locker rooms, cocks all over the place...
     
  7. slappy4428

    slappy4428 Active Member

    Johnny doesn't care for the fighting... he told me so.
     
  8. Clever username

    Clever username Active Member

    My hallergy to these fucking fans has returned.
     
  9. Clever username

    Clever username Active Member

    Yeah, Johnny always says you can only drink so much, screw so much.
     
  10. Clever username

    Clever username Active Member

    I'm feeling a little ... TIPsy.

    I've been shitfaced for a week.
     
  11. Flash

    Flash Guest

    See, every time Hanrahan went out on the road, I would go over to this wife's house, and we would get drunk, and we would talk about how depressed and lonely we were without the guys.
    Every week, blah, blah, blah.
    Then, one night, we were talking about how we hated the life, and how we had never done much of anything ourselves.
    And I don't know why, really...
    We were like kids. We started playing with one another.
    We were drunk, as usual.
    The next week we did it sober, and it was terrific.
    At the end of the day, I think about women. I think about women's bodies.
     
  12. slappy4428

    slappy4428 Active Member

    Don't EVER play Lady of Spain again
     
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