The post whore thread.

[OtterbatHellcat]

That damned rabbit's next....ha ha.

Who can say that they didn't have that spider freak 'em out?.....they be lyin' if they say so.

I thought that poem was quite good, thank you, Sir. I'll be on tour someday, and I'll sign your book.


Either that, or I'll be in the asylum repeating gibberish about you guys that don't make sense to anyone....smiling and slobbering and trying to grab the therapists tits.

[OtterbatHellcat]

Eric helped me huge today, kudos to that man and his Pop.

Opie11......Solid.

[OtterbatHellcat]

Second dinner....Marie Calendars "Roasted Garlic Chicken".

Gourmet shit a brewin', look out.

[OtterbatHellcat]

BTW...it isn't easy being the "Golden Corral" of generic entertainment. I have to work at it.

Unappreciated, but I'm dedicated.

[OtterbatHellcat]

Shit, I forgot to put the clothes in the dryer.

[OtterbatHellcat]

Who doesn't do that at midnight on Saturday?

[OtterbatHellcat]

Good Morning....

[brutal]

Who doesn't do that at midnight on Saturday?

So wrinkled clothes in the morning?

[OtterbatHellcat]

Yeah, they were. I fell asleep in the chair.

Been another long day moving shit too, I'm wiped out.

[buffalobo]

Clear sky tonite, lots of stars.

If you're unarmed, you are a victim