This reminds me of a great idea I had for a game show! ...but I've already said too much.

The Cellar: Ok, so we ARE nappy-headed hos.

:p

The Cellar: ¿Comer su llama usted? Y su vicuña, y su alpaca.

The Cellar: You better leave your opinions at the door, lest you get the tsk tsk from the omniscients among us. This is no place to be discussing things, you troublemaker. :eek:
[/passive-aggressive]

The Cellar: Shut your festering gob, you tit! Your type really makes me puke, you vacuous, coffee-nosed, maloderous, pervert!!!

The Cellar: An argument is a connected series of statements intended to establish a proposition.

Oh baby, I love it when you talk to me that way. :joylove:

The Cellar: A bit lower. Right a bit. Oooh yes, that's it. A bit harder...

:eek3:


:lol: BWA ha ha ha ha!!!

:hugnkiss: :boxers: :lovers: :whip: :doit:

:blush:

You rock, Spexx!

The Cellar: Watch for our latest psychotic manifesto on NBC

The Cellar: The hell with it, just *leave* it at half mast

The Cellar: The mohel has arrived...ready for your bris?

The Cellar: Irreverent Irrelevancy, 24/7

The Cellar: Neither floor polish nor dessert topping

The Cellar: you're probably an idiot and have no value, but come in for the bullying anyway. We gots lots of bitches and bastards in here. Come on in.

The Cellar: Wolf is a bitch, Rkz is a dick, and there are a couple of other fuckwads here too. Come on in.

The Cellar: Take off your pants and Jack-et. Stay awhile!