By special request and brought to you at absolutely no expence, following a laudable request by Father Krishna, Webmaster extraordinaire, the Elderly Gamer proudly presents Ivy and Ulala for your viewing pleasure.
Gnome i see your point, A fighter would have it's drawbacks... one can already imagine the resultant melee and medicail expences followin a harmless over indulgence in the local pub, soccer matchs and lolling around on a Sudnay morning.. oh and toilet seats....
You are most welcome FK... I've sent the nude versions under encrypted email...
On the toilet seats subject, does anybody know why it's so bloody difficult for a female to actually not moan about them? I mean, do we moan when we lift the bloody thing?
Indeed Gnome, having spent a considerable length of time exploring this issue I am still at a loss to explain the enigma outside of the obvious attempt to maintain control over key areas of a man's life.
theres the affront to order, displayed in the offensive bare toilet rim and unfinished seat innards.
the engineering of the seat itself designed to trap "spray" destined to reach wall and floor areas, and engineering feat redered totally redundant once the seat is in an upright position,
and finally perhaps the offensiveness of seeing such phallic symbolism in the holiest of holiest domestic areas.....
what!... we're not dead are we? how the hell did that happen again.. thats at least a dozen times i've died this year... for feck sake tell me your mistaken.. the dying is fine it's the coming back is painful.... are you sure i only fainted... i can't be dead... (pinches himself..)
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Damn, Ivy has an enormous rack in Soulcalibur III.
I'd rather ave a singer than a fighter really...
Thank you Elderly! I love you! You're fab!
Rather talented our Ivy Ross.. yes indeed....
Gnome i see your point, A fighter would have it's drawbacks... one can already imagine the resultant melee and medicail expences followin a harmless over indulgence in the local pub, soccer matchs and lolling around on a Sudnay morning.. oh and toilet seats....
You are most welcome FK... I've sent the nude versions under encrypted email...
On the toilet seats subject, does anybody know why it's so bloody difficult for a female to actually not moan about them? I mean, do we moan when we lift the bloody thing?
Indeed Gnome, having spent a considerable length of time exploring this issue I am still at a loss to explain the enigma outside of the obvious attempt to maintain control over key areas of a man's life.
theres the affront to order, displayed in the offensive bare toilet rim and unfinished seat innards.
the engineering of the seat itself designed to trap "spray" destined to reach wall and floor areas, and engineering feat redered totally redundant once the seat is in an upright position,
and finally perhaps the offensiveness of seeing such phallic symbolism in the holiest of holiest domestic areas.....
*faints*
follows timerunner's example and promptly faints at Elderly's wisdom...
oh dear... what have i done.... (reviews musings and ramblings...)
oh I see.... oh dear... oh well
+faints+!!!
(we few, we happy few, we band of corpses)
what!... we're not dead are we? how the hell did that happen again.. thats at least a dozen times i've died this year... for feck sake tell me your mistaken.. the dying is fine it's the coming back is painful.... are you sure i only fainted... i can't be dead... (pinches himself..)
ouch!... see i feel pain therefore I am...
Ah yes, we all fainted on sharp pointed things. Should explain quite a few things this...
ahhh.... well... it means.. i erm... should do the hovering more often?
Yes, hovering would have been fine... Too late though I'm afraid.
well yes i'll give you that, too late... but not (drum rollll) if we use the time reversing machine.... (cymbal clash and cats miaooowww)
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