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Printableif I hire opposing law firms.....it's doable. Hell, a courtroom with arena setting..hmmmm. sell tickets.....maintain copyrights..ban cameras, photos, definitely no tattoo images...
the only problem is...they'll have to work on a contingency basis.... where to stage the show ? my guess is----- [Edited 11/9/07 23:16pm] | |
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DanceWme said: Imago said: Right then, totally unprovoked, and without any warning, Tony was upon Prince with his body pressed hard against Prince's, his toungue searching the inner workings of Prince's mouth.
Prince could taste the taco bell that Tony had for lunch as he was being given what might as well have been a dental/oral exam by his talented protege. And although it kind of grossed him out to taste chicken, cheese, and guacamole mixed together in tony's long, probing, tongue, it also made Prince realize what he had been missing for the last 7 years, both meat and manmeat. There hearts were racing now, Prince's eyes locked on Tony's, both quickly taking their clothes off. "God damn, P, I can't get this corsette off." Tony said sweating and struggling to crawl out of it. Prince, very familiar with undoing such things had helped Tony slip out of it. Tony help P out of his Osh Gosh shoes and KangaRoo udnerwear, and before long both men were completely naked. The rolled, the panted, they kissed, embrassed in a tight, sweaty, steamy lock of love. Within seconds Tony was inside him, moving his pulsating pillar of passion with the speed of a runaway train--and not the jankity Amtrack type either--I'm talking Eurostar all the way people! "Tony!" "P!" "Oh Tony!" "P!" "Oh Tony!" "P! P! P!" "Tony, take a dump on me now!!!" 
"What did you say P?"  Tony asked.
"erm... nothing. Um.. where were we?" "Did you say dump?" Tony asked mortified, "like as in shit?" "What's the matter, are you chicken?" Prince asked. "chicken?" a voice from the other room yelled out, "Chile I just love me some chicken..." .... [Edited 11/9/07 11:35am]  (i just shitted on myself Dan. Thanks)
Patti walked back into the room where she had left her purse and saw the two sexin up a black sweat. She yelled ..... I cant finish  holy fuck i was ROFL! lawdy lawd!
 whew where were we....
she yelled..... "Aw Hell 2 the Naw!!! What in the name of wendy's 99cent menu is going on in here?!!?  " Patti started acting like she was about to faint in church and saying "My eyes!.....chaka kahn would have never suffered such a thing! ahhhh!" tony acidently whapped patti with his weiner sweet jesus.....ahhhh" she continued acting as if she was about to faint...both of them tried to cover up ASAP as if they had just been caught in a bathroom stall...racing for their clothes..patti spotted something...she took a closer look at their feet..just then she realized what else was going on...
so you're just gonna use that hot sauce i asked you for to suck off of his toes,tony!?....i dont like ppl playin on my hot sauce,chile!" she proceeds to beat them both with her purse.tony m.'s promises of popeyes calmed her right down.but popeyes would only be a snack as she remembered her real reason for coming there her....tourquoise necklass and matching dangling triangular earings.... | |
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Amid all the commotion, Kevin Federline.. I mean, K-Fed/Fed-Ex walked into the room and asked, "What the hell is going on?"
Prince, thinking that he had now lost his damned mind, walked over to k-Fed leaving a trail of hotsuace as if he was Hansel, or better yet Grettel, hoping to be found by their Fried chicken lovin' uncle or some shit. "Who are you?" Prince demanded. "I'm kFed... YOu know Brittany Spear's ex-husband!!??!!"  Kevin replied indignantly. "You know Brittany right? Young, blonde, about 24 years old. Famous as all hell?"
Prince searched his memory to no avail trying to recall if he had courted a 24 year old lately, positive, due to her advanced age, he couldn't have. "No matter, " Prince said, "What are you doing in my house?" Kevin, completely dismayed at this point, "You hired me! Remember? I'm your chef now! I've been cooking your dinner, and could barely remain focused with all the ruckus going on in this room!  ". Kevin sighed deeply. "Come look what I've been preparing.  "
Prince followed Kevin in to the kitchen, leaving Patti to grumble with Tony M. over Tony's disrespectful waste of hotsuace. They walked into a large, rather cavernous room, with stainless steel applicances, and a huge array of stoves and cooktop surfaces. The air was filled with the ambrosial smell of freshly baked holiday food. "Do you like it bruh?" Kevin asked?
"If a big snake met another big snake, would they make a little snake?" Prince replied. "um..sure man. I wasn't really good at high school though." Kevin replied.
"I said," Prince repeated, "You have a big snake, right? What if that big snake... Kevin immediately knew what that meant, and quickly proceeded to drop his drawers and pull out his 'big snake'. It took all of 3 seconds for Prince and Kevin to find themselves embraced in a torrid lock of love, on top of one of the kitchen tables, kevin's hands running up and down Prince as if he was kneading pizza dough. Their lips locked and kevin searched deeply inside Prince, kissing him in ways he never did to Britney. Prince rolled his eyes up to heaven and felt himself consumed in ecstasy, his heart pounding to the rythim of kevin's throbbing member. "Prince?" Kevin asked.
"Yes, k-bunny, " Prince moaned, "what is it boo?" 
"Why do I taste taco bell chicken burritos when I kiss you?" 
"That's not important right now, put that big snake on my plane!"  Prince replied.
"I mean, " Kevin persisted, "Taco bell? WTF?" 
The mood was now ruined. Prince started to get enraged. He jumped off the kitchen table, hair looking a mess, feet still dripping in hot sauce, pants and knickers down to his ankles,....
and yelled, "GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!!!!!" Pattie Labelle, having misheard the word kitchen for 'chicken', yelled from the other room, "Chicken? Chile I love me some chicken!" and dashed in to the kitchen with Tony M. behind her..... . [Edited 11/10/07 5:36am] | |
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Imago said: Amid all the commotion, Kevin Federline.. I mean, K-Fed/Fed-Ex walked into the room and asked, "What the hell is going on?"
Prince, thinking that he had now lost his damned mind, walked over to k-Fed leaving a trail of hotsuace as if he was Hansel, or better yet Grettel, hoping to be found by their Fried chicken lovin' uncle or some shit. "Who are you?" Prince demanded. "I'm kFed... YOu know Brittany Spear's ex-husband!!??!!" Kevin replied indignantly. "You know Brittany right? Young, blonde, about 24 years old. Famous as all hell?"
Prince searched his memory to no avail trying to recall if he had courted a 24 year old lately, positive, due to her advanced age, he couldn't have. "No matter, " Prince said, "What are you doing in my house?" Kevin, completely dismayed at this point, "You hired me! Remember? I'm your chef now! I've been cooking your dinner, and could barely remain focused with all the ruckus going on in this room! ". Kevin sighed deeply. "Come look what I've been preparing. "
Prince followed Kevin in to the kitchen, leaving Patti to grumble with Tony M. over Tony's disrespectful waste of hotsuace. They walked into a large, rather cavernous room, with stainless steel applicances, and a huge array of stoves and cooktop surfaces. The air was filled with the ambrosial smell of freshly baked holiday food. "Do you like it bruh?" Kevin asked?
"If a big snake met another big snake, would they make a little snake?" Prince replied. "um..sure man. I wasn't really good at high school though." Kevin replied.
"I said," Prince repeated, "You have a big snake, right? What if that big snake... Kevin immediately knew what that meant, and quickly proceeded to drop his drawers and pull out his 'big snake'. It took all of 3 seconds for Prince and Kevin to find themselves embraced in a torrid lock of love, on top of one of the kitchen tables, kevin's hands running up and down Prince as if he was kneading pizza dough. Their lips locked and kevin searched deeply inside Prince, kissing him in ways he never did to Britney. Prince rolled his eyes up to heaven and felt himself consumed in ecstasy, his heart pounding to the rythim of kevin's throbbing member. "Prince?" Kevin asked.
"Yes, k-bunny, " Prince moaned, "what is it boo?"
"Why do I taste taco bell chicken burritos when I kiss you?"
"That's not important right now, put that big snake on my plane!" Prince replied.
"I mean, " Kevin persisted, "Taco bell? WTF?"
The mood was now ruined. Prince started to get enraged. He jumped off the kitchen table, hair looking a mess, feet still dripping in hot sauce, pants and knickers down to his ankles,....
and yelled, "GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!!!!!" Pattie Labelle, having misheard the word kitchen for 'chicken', yelled from the other room, "Chicken? Chile I love me some chicken!" and dashed in to the kitchen with Tony M. behind her..... . [Edited 11/10/07 5:36am] Imago, how long did it take to write that well written pile of SHIT ! I had great hopes for you ! | |
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As Prince began to pull up his pants and knickers, patti and tony walked in the kitchen shocked as hell
"oh lawd" Patti said. "This boy done did it with Justin Timberlake" "Im not Justin ma'am" kfed replied. "Im Kevi....." "It doesn't matter who u are. Why is my man pullin his pants up" said Tony KFed then replied "Look, i made him some food and then he started talkin about snakes and planes and next thing I know his finger is in my ass" While Tony M and KFed are arguing, they suddenly look over to see Patti scooping hot sauce off of Prince's feet. "Im sorry chile, but mamma needs this" said Patti "Be easy Ms. Patti. Try not to get ur necklace caught in my toenails" Prince said. "speaking of necklace, where's the one I let u hold along with my earrings?" Patti yelled Prince then said..... | |
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DanceWme said: As Prince began to pull up his pants and knickers, patti and tony walked in the kitchen shocked as hell
"oh lawd" Patti said. "This boy done did it with Justin Timberlake" "Im not Justin ma'am" kfed replied. "Im Kevi....." "It doesn't matter who u are. Why is my man pullin his pants up" said Tony KFed then replied "Look, i made him some food and then he started talkin about snakes and planes and next thing I know his finger is in my ass" While Tony M and KFed are arguing, they suddenly look over to see Patti scooping hot sauce off of Prince's feet. "Im sorry chile, but mamma needs this" said Patti "Be easy Ms. Patti. Try not to get ur necklace caught in my toenails" Prince said. "speaking of necklace, where's the one I let u hold along with my earrings?" Patti yelled Prince then said.....
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darrenj said: Imago, how long did it take to write that well written pile of SHIT ! I had great hopes for you ! That's nothing--you should hear me play piano. | |
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Imago said: DanceWme said: As Prince began to pull up his pants and knickers, patti and tony walked in the kitchen shocked as hell
"oh lawd" Patti said. "This boy done did it with Justin Timberlake" "Im not Justin ma'am" kfed replied. "Im Kevi....." "It doesn't matter who u are. Why is my man pullin his pants up" said Tony KFed then replied "Look, i made him some food and then he started talkin about snakes and planes and next thing I know his finger is in my ass" While Tony M and KFed are arguing, they suddenly look over to see Patti scooping hot sauce off of Prince's feet. "Im sorry chile, but mamma needs this" said Patti "Be easy Ms. Patti. Try not to get ur necklace caught in my toenails" Prince said. "speaking of necklace, where's the one I let u hold along with my earrings?" Patti yelled Prince then said.....
OMG
JT I would pay serious cash to see this on stage. This site is going DOWN!!  | |
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Imago said: darrenj said: Imago, how long did it take to write that well written pile of SHIT ! I had great hopes for you ! That's nothing--you should hear me play piano. | |
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DanceWme said: Imago said:
OMG
JT I would pay serious cash to see this on stage. This site is going DOWN!! OMG
It could be a musical. Kfed, Tony M., Pattie, and P. could finally give Jughead the treatment that song deserves! fallof: | |
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Imago said: DanceWme said: I would pay serious cash to see this on stage. This site is going DOWN!! OMG
It could be a musical. Kfed, Tony M., Pattie, and P. could finally give Jughead the treatment that song deserves! fallof:
Its so weird to see their names together. Im just GLAD Larry Graham wasnt caught suckin hot sauce off of P's feet. | |
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DanceWme said: Imago said: OMG
It could be a musical. Kfed, Tony M., Pattie, and P. could finally give Jughead the treatment that song deserves! fallof:
Its so weird to see their names together. Im just GLAD Larry Graham wasnt caught suckin hot sauce off of P's feet. Oh god, you could work an entire story out of that, where Larry, the protagonist, spends the rest of the story trying to remove the hotsauce from his big ass mustache | |
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Imago said: DanceWme said:
Its so weird to see their names together. Im just GLAD Larry Graham wasnt caught suckin hot sauce off of P's feet. Oh god, you could work an entire story out of that, where Larry, the protagonist, spends the rest of the story trying to remove the hotsauce from his big ass mustache well o'right  | |
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HELL
TO THA MUTHAFUCKIN NIZZAW      surviving on the thought of loving you, it's just like the water
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Imago said: darrenj said: Imago, how long did it take to write that well written pile of SHIT ! I had great hopes for you ! That's nothing--you should hear me play piano.  | |
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Amidst all the commotion, Prince just barely noticed Juan Balldez, a little spanish man holding a bottle of wine running into the room announcing, "Mr. boss, Mr. boss!!! Emergency news!!!".
Everyone (Kfed, Tony M., Pattie Labelled, Juan Balldez, and Prince) rushed into the living room and turned on the Telivsion. ...at exactly 9:30 PM tonight the entire city of Minneapolis is being quarantined until the CDC can figure out the source of the infection. Please look for these symtoms... 1. Greying of the skin 2. Sunken eyes. 3. Exaggerated facial features 4. A tendency to eat raw, human flesh. Persons affected with the infection also don't appear to make any sense when they are talking. If you are at home, stay in doors,lock all doors and windows. If you are in public, head some place that doesn't serve meat derived from real animals--like McDonalds. Although we can't confirm this is one of those infected "zombies", our experts insist that if you see someone looking like this image, be very careful. 
Suddenly the phone rang and everyone jumped. Prince nervously picked up the phone. It was Larry Graham again. Between the deep throated breathing and licking of his lips, he asked, "Did you execute order 319?" "Larry!," Prince said, "The city's been overrun by zombies!"
"So? Jehova's Witnesses ain't nothing to be afraid of , little brother." "no!!! Not those kinds of zombies, fool! Flesh eating ones!!" Prince replied .
"Try Garlic.", Larry replied, "I think they don't like Garlic." "Good idea, big brother,"  Prince said, "I have lots of them in the Kitchen...."
"Did somebody say chicken?" Pattie said mishearing the word 'kitchen' for 'chicken' again, eyes still glued on the news, "Chile I just love me some chicken." Suddenly the phone lines went dead, and the power went out. Complete darkness.... | |
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Imago said: Amidst all the commotion, Prince just barely noticed Juan Balldez, a little spanish man holding a bottle of wine running into the room announcing, "Mr. boss, Mr. boss!!! Emergency news!!!".
Everyone (Kfed, Tony M., Pattie Labelled, Juan Balldez, and Prince) rushed into the living room and turned on the Telivsion. ...at exactly 9:30 PM tonight the entire city of Minneapolis is being quarantined until the CDC can figure out the source of the infection. Please look for these symtoms... 1. Greying of the skin 2. Sunken eyes. 3. Exaggerated facial features 4. A tendency to eat raw, human flesh. Persons affected with the infection also don't appear to make any sense when they are talking. If you are at home, stay in doors,lock all doors and windows. If you are in public, head some place that doesn't serve meat derived from real animals--like McDonalds. Although we can't confirm this is one of those infected "zombies", our experts insist that if you see someone looking like this image, be very careful.
Suddenly the phone rang and everyone jumped. Prince nervously picked up the phone. It was Larry Graham again. Between the deep throated breathing and licking of his lips, he asked, "Did you execute order 319?" "Larry!," Prince said, "The city's been overrun by zombies!"
"So? Jehova's Witnesses ain't nothing to be afraid of , little brother." "no!!! Not those kinds of zombies, fool! Flesh eating ones!!" Prince replied .
"Try Garlic.", Larry replied, "I think they don't like Garlic." "Good idea, big brother," Prince said, "I have lots of them in the Kitchen...."
"Did somebody say chicken?" Pattie said mishearing the word 'kitchen' for 'chicken' again, eyes still glued on the news, "Chile I just love me some chicken." Suddenly the phone lines went dead, and the power went out. Complete darkness.... Welcome back. Imago. you managed to cancel your account then. | |
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Suddenly, there was light.
Prince was glowing from head to toe with a soft golden, almost ghostly, light. GASP! "Prince!!" "U likey likey? I couldn't let Micheal be more luminous than I, but I don't go for that washed out look." Patti pointed to the window, "Look the unpronounceable prince symbol!" In the dark sky was The Symbol. Larry gave Prince a nod. Prince made upa story about fixing the generator with Larry helping him and they excused themselves. The pair entered Prince's study where Prince punched 3121 in a numbered panel and open the entrance to The ...uh well it was a room filled with a bunch of Prince's clothes, and a purple Chrysler Viper convertible. This is a job for.... No More Haters on the Internet. | |
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in the words of Imago
this is the BEST thread ever, thank god i wore my diapers, otherwise i´d be swimming to the kitchen Keep it up, I am onto a theatre in Vienna as the script continues, we will do 21 nights, that is the deal and after we will sue our own mothers for their memories and anything else worth taking. at the aftershows..... Keep it up, Luv it apologies that I brought a non fiction element into it, but i reckon we can play it out at both ends<-----, R not  If it were not for insanity, I would be sane.
"True to his status as the last enigma in music, Prince crashed into London this week in a ball of confusion" The Times 2014 | |
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This is a job for....
plus 
Times 2 THE DUCK BUTTER DUO!!! No More Haters on the Internet. | |
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Just as Prince and Larry...aka The Duck Butter Duo emerge in full superhero costume, the fax machine on the Mahogany desk rings. A fax comes through that states:
"We are the produces of the 80s hit film 'Howard The Duck'. We are sending you this facsimile to inform you that if you continue to use any image relating to ducks being superheros and/or saving the planet from total destruction, we will have to sue you. For now this is simply a cease and desist...thank you for your cooperation in this matter and rent 'Howard The Duck' now available on VHS and DVD." "Howard The Duck"...I loved that movie," gushes Prince. "He was soo cute and his guitar skills were awesome...not as awesome as mine, but pretty damn good for a duck." "Focus Prince," yelled Larry. "We can't let these corporate bastards take away our rights to love the Duck in a new era, but a different way...besides, we put 'butter' on the end of our name, so they can't do anything." "Okay, if you say soo Larry," sighed Prince, still reminising about "Howard The Duck" while singing the song from the film. "Prince, Prince....WHAT THE HELL?!?!" A confused K-Fed stares in disbelief at the two men standing before him. "You guys were playing costume party and you didn't invite the rest of us...man, that's fucked up," cries K-Fed. Larry rolls his eyes, "We aren't playing dress up, stupid. We are going to save the world from zombies." "Well, if your going to save the world, wouldn't it make more sense to not attract their attention...I mean, shit you guys aren't exactly hard to miss in those outfits," laughed K-Fed. "Oh, and who r u calling 'stupid'? I married one of the riches bitches in the world and didn't have to do anything but be her sperm donor...don't hate," replied K-Fed while giving Larry the hand. Suddenly,..... Prince Rogers Nelson
Sunrise: June 7, 1958 Sunset: April 21, 2016 ~My Heart Loudly Weeps "My Creativity Is My Life." ~ Prince Life is merely a dress rehearsal for eternity. | |
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the guy from supersize me pops in wearing his 90's levis kahki's,and ceaser haircut..basically he looks like the early 90s came all over him....and hes stuck at a bad SEAR'S sale where everything was only avaliable in the uglist colors and "irregular sizes"  and he says "boss! when i was looking at the org i seen someone posted about there sisters baby fathers,cousin's gf's step sister latisha's boss who she babysits for's brothers gf janet has a pic of you on her desktop AND on amazon.com she stated "PLANET EARTH....BITCH PLEASEEEEE I'm selling this to the pawn shop n gettin me the new kayne!"
a look came over his face last seen when someone finally told him that EMO black hairdye is washing out his skintone and makin him look alot older than he is and how he needed something with brown undertones to balance it out and make him look super hot and sexy again! he started pouting and panting like he did in purple rain...he puts his hand down his blouse and pulls out... | |
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Imago said: A sinister, deep throated, mechanical breathing could be heard on the other end of the line.
It was .... Darth Graham. "I thought I told you to stay on the mothership", Larry said. "meh eyuk meh eyuk, gobble gooble guck." Prince said stuttering from nervousness, "They're still decorating my quarters up on the mothership, and apparently the leather sofas I found at the little boutique store in Milan, didn't make it through customs, as they're made from the skin of former Fams.  "
"Why have you called?" Larry interuppted impatiently? "Because", Prince replied nervously twirly his curly black hair, courtesy of Revlon color #117 to hide the grey, "I think the rebels are moving in on us." "Oh?" Larry responds. "It's time to execute order 319." "Execute order 319?" Prince asks. "Yes, and I've sent the perfect agent to help you to execute that order..." Prince turns around realizing he wasn't alone in the room. Over his shoulder, in high heeled pumps, a supertight corsette, and fishnets, stood.... . [Edited 11/9/07 11:53am] Oh my MFG!!! Hilarious!! "Plaid shorts are completely over." | |
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he started pouting and panting like he did in purple rain...he puts his hand down his blouse and pulls out...
His self portrait, which like the portrait of Dorian Grey, ages instead of Prince. It's gruesome. The lack of sleep, abuse he dished out on himself and those around him, the experiments with substances, the wanton lust and sex all marked the picture. Prince noticed in the portrait that his hair was thin and grey as if probably should be after years of heavily applied heat and chemicals. Princed giggled. OH how he loves his portrait. Prince noticed the others were watching him and.... No More Haters on the Internet. | |
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littlemissG said: His self portrait, which like the portrait of Dorian Grey, ages instead of Prince. It's gruesome. The lack of sleep, abuse he dished out on himself and those around him, the experiments with substances, the wanton lust and sex all marked the picture. Prince noticed in the portrait that his hair was thin and grey as if probably should be after years of heavily applied heat and chemicals. Princed giggled. OH how he loves his portrait. Prince noticed the others were watching him and.... asked pookie to bring the limo round...we're all goin out for pizza! but,boss what 'bout the zombies!?!?@ "Haha" p laughed like he always has in the face of danger.and said psshh.....i got lazers and all kinds of futuristic shit you aint never even seen befo'! them zombies wont know what hit'em!" "someone put the music on...." unbenounced to everyone it was on shuffle.and it loaded up "sheena easton sugar walls" "oh shit!" pookie exclaimed! "my bad....." then it cued up the new britney....the more he tried to fix it the worse it got. finally when it landed on 1999 new master everyone in the room ran straight for the ipod trying to quickly change it."no time for that! everyone to the bat mobile" "wtf,you got a bat mobile!?" "haha "laughed p. | |
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Christopher said: littlemissG said: His self portrait, which like the portrait of Dorian Grey, ages instead of Prince. It's gruesome. The lack of sleep, abuse he dished out on himself and those around him, the experiments with substances, the wanton lust and sex all marked the picture. Prince noticed in the portrait that his hair was thin and grey as if probably should be after years of heavily applied heat and chemicals. Princed giggled. OH how he loves his portrait. Prince noticed the others were watching him and.... asked pookie to bring the limo round...we're all goin out for pizza! but,boss what 'bout the zombies!?!?@ "Haha" p laughed like he always has in the face of danger.and said psshh.....i got lazers and all kinds of futuristic shit you aint never even seen befo'! them zombies wont know what hit'em!" "someone put the music on...." unbenounced to everyone it was on shuffle.and it loaded up "sheena easton sugar walls" "oh shit!" pookie exclaimed! "my bad....." then it cued up the new britney....the more he tried to fix it the worse it got. finally when it landed on 1999 new master everyone in the room ran straight for the ipod trying to quickly change it."no time for that! everyone to the bat mobile" "wtf,you got a bat mobile!?" "haha "laughed p.
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