I'VE GOT MY COCK OUT!

no but seriously, i reckon Charlie (you know, 'Charlie') had to ruin himself spectacularly, mostly to discredit the futility of vodcasts, but mostly the tenth anniversary of that thing that he was starting to write to the president with?

you know, all those coke addicts that have direct access to David Milliband?

that thing that is best described in a cartoon or diagram?

DEMOLISH THEM!!!

ugh,

see you next decade

yours incoherently

some fuckwitorother - who is WINNING

Cx

as far as I'm concerned it's all about his "Pony named Steve with an orange mane painted blue." That last webcast was UNREAL!!!

TIGER BLOOD!

RenHoek said:

as far as I'm concerned it's all about his "Pony named Steve with an orange mane painted blue." That last webcast was UNREAL!!!

RenHoek said:

as far as I'm concerned it's all about his "Pony named Steve with an orange mane painted blue." That last webcast was UNREAL!!!

WTF was Mr.Charlie Sheen trying to say here?

----->>>> * Sheen feels, "Oh how they once begged to attend to attend my perfect banquet in the nude, now they just beg for the keys to my gold. Here is my unwanted guest list. The names slightly altered to prevent their stench from polluting my magic daiquiri, or even worse, stealing my favorite pony. A pony named Steve, his orange mane painted blue, blue like the evening sky, as he gallops into the basement to acquire the ancient flatware and a rotting cheeseboard covered in the mold of their moral dysentery."

KoolEaze said:

RenHoek said:

as far as I'm concerned it's all about his "Pony named Steve with an orange mane painted blue." That last webcast was UNREAL!!!

WTF was Mr.Charlie Sheen trying to say here?

----->>>> * Sheen feels, "Oh how they once begged to attend to attend my perfect banquet in the nude, now they just beg for the keys to my gold. Here is my unwanted guest list. The names slightly altered to prevent their stench from polluting my magic daiquiri, or even worse, stealing my favorite pony. A pony named Steve, his orange mane painted blue, blue like the evening sky, as he gallops into the basement to acquire the ancient flatware and a rotting cheeseboard covered in the mold of their moral dysentery."

Honestly, It think it's a mad cool metaphor for how people he once thought were close have turned their backs on him but that's only for the first sentence. Once he gets to the unwanted guest list I think he's just freestyling...

Oh how they once begged to attend to attend my perfect banquet in the nude, now they just beg for the keys to my gold. Here is my unwanted guest list. The names slightly altered to prevent their stench from polluting my magic daiquiri, or even worse, stealing my favorite pony. A pony named Steve, his orange mane painted blue, blue like the evening sky, as he gallops into the basement to acquire the ancient flatware and a rotting cheeseboard covered in the mold of their moral dysentery."

XxAxX said:

Oh how they once begged to attend to attend my perfect banquet in the nude, now they just beg for the keys to my gold. Here is my unwanted guest list. The names slightly altered to prevent their stench from polluting my magic daiquiri, or even worse, stealing my favorite pony. A pony named Steve, his orange mane painted blue, blue like the evening sky, as he gallops into the basement to acquire the ancient flatware and a rotting cheeseboard covered in the mold of their moral dysentery."

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