Ur duties to serve have arrived. U must go into battle IMMEDIATELY!

Please see the thread "The fams thing" also known as the fam war.

U r required to wear your uniform!

Beware our enemies are clever and ruthless!

Go back and keep reading the thread "The fams thing". You have elevated from Fam.

MBlaineEverywhere said:

You are so right... She has transcended and become a FAN!

Perhaps FAM was originally FPAM and the P dropped out in the translation. You know, kinda like the whole "STAROUS" thing?

Being a language etymologist, I can authoritatively say that FPAM is actually from the ancient Greek acronym meaning "Fling Poo At Me!"

POOK LIVES!

The Captain stands, bruised and battered as he realizes that after such deep soul searching he has been left on the battlefield alone with no support artillary. After aligning himself with the FANs he wasn't even given a ration of lotion to continue the good fight. The Captain is weakened with dismay.

DaddyMan said:

Quick, someone get this man some Jergin's!!!

Damn you! Hurry... we've got a soldier down!!!

As the medic slides the smooth cool bottle of Jergen's into the Captain's hand he is over come with a revived feeling of personal growth. He has stood alone on the battlefield and over come the refractory period. He has made alliances with the one's who understand there place. This pleases him deeply. It reminds him of his place with the Supreme Overlord. There is comfort in knowing your place.


I give great thanks to the tatical mind that was behind making the medic a lesbian. The simple pleasure of the human body brought me from my dark place, and the bottle of Jergen's she handed me helped me to keep my hard edge in working with tantalizing temptresses such as Berry. Come walk with me Berry and we can play Raspberry Beret and swap Prince stories. It doesn't have to hurt to awaken from the Matrix world of FAM. The food isn't as good, but there is plenty of Jergen's.

The Captain is lost on the battlefield. He has been searching for his comrades between two different threads and is becoming fatigued of pressing the REFRESH and BACK buttons. He is acutally having to use his supply of lotion to keep his hands moist. The agony of it all. Our new hero is slowing becoming aware that even though his aim is better than Clint Eastwood, his slow typing is causing him to lag behind the troops. He curses his keyboard as he searches the battlefield for any comrades that have been left behind, in hopes they can help lead him back to the main camp.

DaddyMan said:

Hello, soldier. The leader of the "fam" army has left the battlefield and will return tomorrow. For now, we are in a stationary masturbation formation, awaiting tomorrow's festivities.

Conserve your lotion and be sure to stretch your muscles before bed.

LOL!!!