EGGNOG

[Eat Shit And Die]

Eggnog *Shudderz

[Donovan]

Best listen to Donovan; he is an expert when it comes to the ladies - for real.

The only man here who knows women better than me is HotDog.

[Ilyanna]

Those are not panties. They are crack crevise debris.

[Ilyanna]

oops, double post.
Nevermind. Nothing to see here. Carry on.

[Eat Shit And Die]

i see a double post u lie

[Ilyanna]

Dammit, busted. And here I thought I had covered it up like a pro.

[Eat Shit And Die]

You are getting rusty try vagisil.

[Ilyanna]

Vagisil, are you out of your fucking mind? Do you have any idea how expensive that shit is?
What's wrong with the usual yoghurt?

[HairOfTheDog]

Best listen to Donovan; he is an expert when it comes to the ladies - for real.

The only man here who knows women better than me is HotDog.

Well, it's clear that I know more about women than you. But, hey, who doesn't? And, I don't disagree that even a softer broad like me is more manly than you.

So, we're in agreement! Whew. I'm kinda afraid of you because not only is your recycled old horeshit powerful, you've got that badass mosh pit dirty look + biker gang back-up in your arsenal of weapons. Quivers.

Now, where'd I set that cup of eggnog? Lolololol...

[Eat Shit And Die]

Vagisil, are you out of your fucking mind? Do you have any idea how expensive that shit is?
What's wrong with the usual yoghurt?

A lot.

[Maggot]

Please not lemon!

[Eat Shit And Die]

Zesty.

[HairOfTheDog]

No one likes a sour puss.

[Maggot]

Wow......a cross between peeling an onion and sucking on a lemon. What face!

[Eat Shit And Die]

like a bulldog chewing on a wasp.

[Donovan]

Best listen to Donovan; he is an expert when it comes to the ladies - for real.

The only man here who knows women better than me is HotDog.

Well, it's clear that I know more about women than you. But, hey, who doesn't? And, I don't disagree that even a softer broad like me is more manly than you.

So, we're in agreement! Whew. I'm kinda afraid of you because not only is your recycled old horeshit powerful, you've got that badass mosh pit dirty look + biker gang back-up in your arsenal of weapons. Quivers.

Now, where'd I set that cup of eggnog? Lolololol...

I think you've had quite enough. Besides, there really isn't any woman alive who knows even herself half as well as she pretends. Neurotic messes, the lot of them. Ain't that right, fella?

[HairOfTheDog]

I think you've had quite enough. Besides, there really isn't any woman alive who knows even herself half as well as she pretends. Neurotic messes, the lot of them. Ain't that right, fella?

Of course. You're always right, Princess.

But, seriously. It's a good thing you're here to explain things to us neurotic messes. At least for me, your sage insight really helps in my quest for higher self awareness.

After all, all the roads we have to walk are winding. And all the lights that lead us there are blinding... Maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me.

[Donovan]

Has anyone ever told you pop lyrics are a poor substitute for thoughtful self-reflection?

The only thing more satisfying than being very frequently right is the number of insecure broads who get pissed off about it.

[HairOfTheDog]

Has anyone ever told you pop lyrics are a poor substitute for thoughtful self-reflection?

Yes. You have told me that a few times. It made a deep impression and depleted my self-esteem. Thus, the lyrical verbiage in my response. Thank you for noticing.

And, thank you for being a friend; traveled down a road and back again...

Edit: There's something about you, or perhaps me, that makes it impossible for me to ever be pissed at you.

[Donovan]

It's the pot.