The Meaningful Thread. (please sticky)

This thread is for the purpose of discussing things of a serious nature. Please make the effort to post here even if it places a severe strain on your already taxed mental faculties.

 

rotl

 

ok I posted.

I'm gonna go powder my nose.

And by powder my nose I mean do rails in the bathroom :biggrin:

 

I'm so totally freaking serial!!!

 

I went to Church last Saturday night. It was nothing unusual. Just the normal routine of putting on that the silk red dress my grandmother let me barrow after she came back from Thailand when the war was over. My makeup is always perfect and takes me 42 minutes to do, depending whether i'm using off brand eyeliner or Diors finest. The 42 minutes this takes is a minute to long. I dare not be late so ill have to worry about panties later. A trail of perfume chases me out the door as I wrestle on my heels.

The drive to service is no longer than 12 minutes. I pull into the parking lot and struggle to tame my skirt as I jump out the car and I don't bother hiding from the 12 year old walking with his parents a few spaces down. His first upskirt was long over due.

The boys stair left me when he turned a corner to enter the chapel. It's ok to open the trunk now.
I tuck my Smiths & Wesson double-action .45 ACP semi-automatic into my purse, close the trunk and lock the doors.




.... anyone wanna continue my story???

 

i love pussy! but never the bitch attached to it.

 

Posting here would be oxymoronic.

 

I tuck my Smiths & Wesson double-action .45 ACP semi-automatic into my purse, close the trunk and lock the doors, because you never know what can happen in the bathroom at church.

And then God spoke to me. He said...

 

The hour is at hand

With the .45 in my purse along with two spare magazines, I entered church with the stealth of a nun taking vespers. I sat down in the last row which gave me a good vantage point in which to pick out my targets. There were about 60 parishioners in attendance including that 12 year old who earlier got quite an eye full and I suspect is still supporting quite a hard-on.



Hotwater

 

I figure I can plan on getting off no more than six rounds before people start to take cover or somebody comes up behind me and tries to be a hero, so it is important to prioritize the first half-dozen targets who are more or less guaranteed kills. Should I focus entirely on self-righteous lying hypocrites, or should I include a couple of young stuck-up bitches who think they are hotter than me?

 

Cause even he wasn't expecting such a hot mess like me to be sporting two beans and a sausage. That day changed his life for evah. Well I started to get bored as hell and decided it was time to empty da clips into the Priest and the god awful live christian band....


Edit: Yes you were faster to it zero post mother fucker but mine mine was wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy better (self-esteem is up) okay I'm happy again.

 

I reach into my purse and extract the pistol, running it sensually along my thighs and underneath the hem of my dress until I reach the lines of my panties. I shudder as the cold metal moves across my skin, raising goosebumps, electrical pulses, titillation. I hold back a moan of bliss as images of the dead come bubbling forth from the recesses of my mind. The brethren lying prostrate on the church floor, silent in awe of the Lord's indifferent wrath as warm blood creeps from their wounds and intermingles on the church floor. They have the sickness, I have the cure. It is the deliverance of the cure that enraptures me.

Knowing that the time is soon at hand, I clear my mind of these fanciful visions and ready my senses for the coming slaughter....

 

I think all threads should be stickied, with pritt stick.

 

I take my first shot at McLeodGanja, for not following the pattern, and hit him right between the eyes. His skull cracks open and he dies before reaching the floor.

 

Well, that's a bit 0dd, to say the least.

 

I have nothing serious to say at the moment. But I will bookmark this thread for future use.

 

Ha ha, this is great. Next.....

 

You'll be putting up curtain rails?
You'll be snorting cocain?
You'll be being "railed" by a big black man in the bathroom?

I'm confused by what you mean.
It made me laugh, though.

 

hold still...I'm going to try and make this thread sticky by blowing a load on it while I post.