Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Mullah Hoops
Sheik what imam-a gave ya!
Sai Baba says: Y'all gonna lend me 10 GP! Up in here, Up in here. |
Prowl says: ZERO MILLIGRAMS WTF IS THIS |
Crudo says: Hoopz know what time it is! |
Radio Allah says: You spin me round round baby right round... |
0mg Lees
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Thursday, August 25, 2005
The Right Snuff
Othello says: Ohhh Desdemona! |
Othello says: I must tell thee, thou wert wicked hot last night. |
Othello says: I mean, the way you, well you know! And how! |
Othello says: And that little thing you did at the end! |
Othello says: I could barely make out what you said through the pillow. |
Othello says: But it was still totally hot! |
Othello says: It almost sounded like the safeword. |
Othello says: Des? |
Check out Yams' blog.
It's wicked moorish.
And Chi's blog.
It's wicked Mooreish.
Oh, and while I were looking for moor models,
I found some nifty moor hat pix!
Monday, August 22, 2005
lolz n00b
Sai Baba says: hey. hey. HEY! sup? |
Sai Baba says: what LVL r u? just tell me. |
Sai Baba says: I M NOT JUST GONNA AX U 4 STUFF |
Sai Baba says: Can I have a weapen? I'm a newb. |
Sai Baba says: ITS JUST A WEAPEN I DONT NEED A GOOD 1 JUST SUMTHING 2 GET ME STARTED |
Sai Baba says: WTF KILL MONSTERS I CANT KILL THEM W/O A GOOD WEAPEN shutup |
Sai Baba says: shutup fag sorry look just cmon plz I just need a weapen. a lil help |
Sai Baba says: I CANT KILL ANYTHING I M A FUXEN LVL 1 WIZARD NO I CANT AFFORD ENY SPELLS HOW CAN I FIHGT UR FUXEN RETRADED |
Sai Baba says: look plz i just need 2 get started |
Sai Baba says: shutup if u dont shutup right now ur gay 4ever |
Sai Baba says: U SUCK THIS GAME SUCKS WIZARDS SUCK WTF EVERY1 HERE IS AN A55%^&* and NEVER HAD GIRLFREINDS |
Sai Baba says: look plz I JUST NEED A WEAPEN LIKE A DAGGER or somethin FINE JUST FUX OFF THEN U SUCK |
GWR seeks GWR
The king found out that his rooks were more than friends, and was a complete jerk about it.
Now, they're refusing to play.
The black queen was picked up for shoplifting at Tello's, so maybe this'll even things up a bit.
Gay White Rook says: I can't move diagonally. But not for want of tryin'. |
Gay White Rook says: P.S. The king's a dick. |
Here's a sketch of the rooks before I cleaned it up and colored it.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
En Passant
It's a warm, sunny day and I'm walking past the projects. Some godawful sputtering truck passed by two minutes ago, and I still taste exhaust.
Anyway, I'm just coming up on two old fellas and a woman seated round a fold-up table on the grass. The mediterranean fella with the huge-rimmed 1950s glasses is holding a pawn above a board, considering his move. He's got that "I've been playing chess 60 years" look. He's really focused.
Distinguished "Old World" folks playing some chess in the shade. Nice day for it.
I'm past them, and I hear *click-pop* *rattle*.
I know that sound. I turn to confirm that they are in fact playing Pop-o-matic Trouble.
Thing is, I'm passing back that way two hours later. They're still out there, and 50s glasses guy is writing the lady a check.
Anyway, I'm just coming up on two old fellas and a woman seated round a fold-up table on the grass. The mediterranean fella with the huge-rimmed 1950s glasses is holding a pawn above a board, considering his move. He's got that "I've been playing chess 60 years" look. He's really focused.
Distinguished "Old World" folks playing some chess in the shade. Nice day for it.
I'm past them, and I hear *click-pop* *rattle*.
I know that sound. I turn to confirm that they are in fact playing Pop-o-matic Trouble.
Thing is, I'm passing back that way two hours later. They're still out there, and 50s glasses guy is writing the lady a check.
Ramses says: The white queen's ass, esse-- I'm not impressed. |
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Big green house with cukes by the dozen
Mr. MacGregor! You shouldn't run in wellies!
Your socks will wind up scrunched down the end of your toes!
Mr. MacGregor says: I dunna wear socks, eejit! |
Mr. MacGregor says: Oi! You! Get out me fookin' garden! |
Peter Rabbi says: This is the holy greenhouse of my ancestors. |
Mr. MacGregor says: It fookin' well isn't! I built her not ten year agoo! |
Peter Rabbi says: How long do you think rabbis live? We're born shtupping, and drop like flies soon afterwards. |
Peter Rabbi says: Ten years, he says. Ten years is 80 generations, I say. |
Peter Rabbi says: And while I have your ear, your carrots are growing in the very same dirt as your lettuce! Is this in keeping with the law, I ask you? |
Mr. MacGregor says: Dunna fookin' ask meh! Just keeps yer myxie mitts off me veggies! |
Peter Rabbi says: A sad state this is for a chosen greenhouse! You shouldn't even be in here. Holy, you aren't. |
Mr. MacGregor says: Och, I'm soo fookin' soory, aren't I? I'll git out yahweh then. |
Hatshepsut says: STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT! Joo making a mockery of my favorite story! |
Bishop in the Bath says: Hat to the rescue! I'd Beatrix her Potter! |
Cesar says: HA HA HA Aye matey! |