[jeremy] pff. i could get a girlfriend if i wanted. seriously i could.
[christa] BUT NOT AFTER I'M FULL UP WITH JEREMY'S BABIES
[jeremy] CHRISTA TAKES ME SERIOUSLY bcz she's going to marry me. she's going to marry the crap outta me.
[christa] I'M GOING TO MARRY HIM SO HARD THAT SPIT IS GOING TO FLY OUT OF HIS MOUTH!
[Colin] That's quite hard.
[jeremy] christa i love you. it's the special kind of love that babies are squeezed outta. the love like makes other people afraid of me.
christa gets a rabies shot just in case
[Colin] Now, if Tedd were here, I don't think it would be 'fag' he'd be calling you. Tee hee.
[Colin] 'an ambulance' perhaps.
[christa] BA DUM CHA!
[jeremy] whatever. i'll give him the sack of death if'n he tries to stand in the way of me and my powerupmagiclady
[a drunk me plus nocodeforparanoia equals FUN!|The U.S.S. Everything]
**The Federation will grapple with our excessive Ecstasy shipments and complaints from nearby planets such as Sleepcon 5 and Floridola 4 over the resonating bass. Lamar will make frequent visits to Uwhora (big ol' black faghag diva) and will be caught almost as often as Uwhora in a supply closet or hiding in the transporter room with a random redshirt. Will also bring about scandal as he tries to seduce various major characters by spiking their food and beverages with traces of Fruito 7's rainbow-colored glowing soil.
[loquacious] says Chiisuta loving isn't sweet, it's a bag of rusty nails and spite and canine teeth and ANGRY, ANGRY BEES.
[Roninspoon] says WARNING! Chiisuta is a known female impersonator poser. She is neither male, nor female, despite her Wang. Chiisuuta is likely some sort of previously unclassified plant/meat combination. Like, maybe, a talking bacon dandelion, we don't know.
[Cletus the Foetus] says CHIISUTA IS COMMANDRIX OF THE SS DIRTY SPACE WANG
[m_turner] says I heard there was a movie about Chiisuta -- [Christoper Christine]
[haze] says Trekker trunkbut tightly truncheons timorous trendies.
I know how rough the transition between high school and college can be. So many applications to fill out...the memorization of your social security number...the overwhelming fear of failing miserably and having to admit to your sexy, sexy mother that "Yes, I do suck." And right here, right now one of our own is going through those tough times. Because I want to make life easier for our man [crux], I have graciously offered to write his Yale essay for him. SO HERE I GO!
[2 YALE, LUV 4EVA, CRUX]
Hello Yale, my name is [crux] and you want to know about an activity and you want it in 500 words and mostly four letter words if what Perdedor tells me is correct. Ok. When I grow up, I do not want [15,000 Chiisuta clones] to eat their way out of my belly. That is an activity I do not like (liked activities include big [bong hits], drinking and, of course, going to Yale). Now, in today’s strange economy it seems that food costs money, and moneys costs a job and a job costs an education which costs money. Food is the solution to many problems, but money is more. Money to buy food, specifically. Food so that I can feed fifteen thousand (I LUV [YALE]) clones of this girl who I think is an [alien].
It all began one day a long time ago, but not before I turned 18 (if you catch my drift), when I was having a civilized drink with [Chiisuta] and we were discussing the latest polo scores. I had just been remarking on how [Haversham’s new whacker was just not bringing in the doolies] when she, out of nowhere, good God, put forth [a screaming dripping tentacle], touched my forehead (LET ME INTO [YALE] FREE) and then announced that I was carrying her "love child." ([that didn't feel like love it felt like hate!!]) Needless to say, polo match forgotten, I ran to my nearest gynecologist and had an ultrasound done. And what did I see but fifteen thousand tiny blond chicks whirling around like dervishes in my bowels!
To sum up, I love Yale so much that my anus bleeds happy tears, and I need college for a job [for to not be dead] because the babies will consume my living flesh. GO YALE! Oh yeah, Modern Youth 4 Life!!!!!!
[Cletus the Foetus] wrote me a poem:
Chiisuta, intelligent, pretty,
By nobody's standard a biddy,
Drank some gin, met my sister
Talked her into some Twister
And said "How 'bout I slap around them titties?"
Attractive, sagacious, and kind,
Guys just can't get her out of their minds --
Till the bulging wang dandy
She sports in her panties
Gives them all the most aching behinds.
[TheDeadGuy]: I have not personally become acquainted with Chii, but when I do, ankles will never feel quite the same. The quiver when you walk song will sound very different.
TheDeadGuy: like violins from a distant planet where custard has not yet been discovered. Eh. Eh. Eh? Yes.
dannye: Chii is staring down my desires while I'm staring down her dress.
[golem]: trunkbutt is so clean it's like your beaming up into space.
[Jurph] Live Chi on Chi action... and look at the crest: it's definitely a sexual display
[zot-fot-piq] I have met los of boys, chicks and androids, and you, miss Chiisuta, are the most beautiful girl in puppetland.
by [cow of doom]:
by [Infinite Burn]:
something different by [witchiepoo]:
Visual evidence of the existence of [sexy beeeotches|Noders]:
[Raise Hell. Raise a Barn. Raise our Boys.|My First Time]
[nocode's going away party|NoCode Goes Away]
[Bon Voyage Monsieur DJ|Node Island]:
[Alcoholic American Ambush : A Possibly-Naked London Booze Monkeys Drinking Excursion|Across the Pond]:
[Meet Me Tonight In Atlantic City: A Jersey Shore Noder Gathering|Noders find the loosest slots in Atlantic City]:
[I'M GUNNA BE WICKED RETAHDED: Come for the scenery, stay for the BAP (another E2 nodah pahty)|Bahston]:
[HOT DAMN 2! When Ohio's a rockin' don't come a knockin'|Holy Hot fucking Damn]: