Derek and Chuck

So um... y'all are getting along now, right? I know it isn't any of my damn business, however, I'm nosy so I'm asking anyways. You two were sort of not getting along before. Are things better? Have we patched up our differences? Agreed to disagree? Something along those lines?

As a Queen, I have a right to be concerned. I don't know what I'd do if the wonderful man who inspires my messes and the wonderful man who cleans up my messes didn't get along. You two are a great team! If the team can't work together, the kingdom goes out of balence. And we can't have that, for when the Kingdom goes out of balence, it affects our King. Makes him feel weird. And when George is feeling weird, his erectile dysfunction gets worse than my own, and starts doing crazy things. The two of us loonys will be running in circles about the castle, premature ejaculation here, another one there. Poor Sir Chuck will attempt to keep up, wiping and wiping as fast as he can, but it will be too much for him, and he will drown in the icky-ness. And during all of this, Sir Derek will be off somewhere reading a book, unaware of the crisis going on. He will then return to the castle, probably looking for free sex, and find Sir Chuck lying dead on the floor. Then, upon turning around, he will see George and I also dead, for the two of us could not deal with the loss of Chuck, and beheaded eachother. At first this will make Sir Derek sad, as all loss of human life would, but then, a secret part of him would be happy, rejoicing in the fact that I shall no longer be whipping him into submission or following him around. He'll just take our dead carcasses and throw them out the castle window. Except for George's head, which he'll save as a keepsake, because george had a cool head. Sir Derek would then realize that he alone now controls the throne, because the only heir to the King's spot has died, and an official replacement for me hadn't been chosen. It'll get lonely for him in the castle all by himself, which will drive him mad, to the point where he's ready to cuddle with George's now rotting head. He'll become so insane, that he starts a suicide cult, in my honor. Using his sweet talk, he'll seduce the entire board into joining it. And by the next full moon, everybody will be DEAD! ALL OF THEM!! And we'll have you two to blame!









Whoa... Heehee, talk about getting carried away! I should write soap operas... holy shit....

Anyways, boys, you know I think you are both incredibly cool, I have enormous respect for the both of you, so can you make me happy and tell me we've all decided to have a great big lovefest?

Whew... I need to go to bed.

Love,
Katie

 

lmfao....



I don't know whats happening.....we have nearly the exact same political and environmental views. Doesnt really bother me either way.

 

Derek is Lucifer Sam

 

Well....I'm off. Nite nite daddio

 

Pantalones?

 

Wow, that post was... um... weird and disturbing?

Yeah, we're simply concerned about the same things, and unlike most people, we recognize what is really happening and what is going to come. We're not in denial and therefore share a common bond upon which we can discuss.

It's not like I hate Chuck or anything.

 

Haha! Wow, that was really weird... I'm never posting that late at night from now on... I, don't really remember all that.

What the fuck... yeah, a suicide cult... good thinking Katie...

 

Hahaha... I still can't believe what I wrote...

 

Yeah... I was starting to wonder myself. Another one of those threads where you start to wonder if this is really the same Katie.

 

Sorry. :&

 

That was probably the funniest post I've ever read. Good job

 

Oh man, that's the best part...

Hehe, and the fact that the stroy builds upon a woman and her premature ejaculations... What the fuck. I promise never to do that again. Was pretty amusing though.

 

lmao...why do I always have to clean all ejaculations?

 

You cannot begin to comprehend how hard that made me laugh.

 

You even drowned in them!

Poor Chuck. I promise, every once in awhile, we'll clean up our own messes.

 

You should copywrite that!

 

Seriously... you should.

 

Haha... Derek went cazy enough to cuddle with George's now rotting head. That mental image is so poetic.

 

That was hilarious. That was definitely the funniest post I've ever seen. An epic tale... so majestic...

 

I love how people's subconscious works; it's like a wholly seperate part of you expressing itself...i'd like to think i'm right but i'm probably not, it was probably deliberate. i find though that when i start writing sponteneous fiction, that it is usually an expression of something going on, or gone on, in my life somewhere.

That always annoyed me at college with all the newly doctrinated psych students, telling you what complex or neurosis they had identified in you, and how they apply to everyone intrinsically...;~)