the vynsane asylum

You know who else pooped their pants at the White House? Me. And often. Ahhh it was a different time then. People didn't get so uptight about bowel movements in trousers back then. The outhouse was a dreadful long trek at 2:00 AM and it was easier to just shit trou and have the domestics clean your ...

Not so fast, Rutherford old bean. There's something to be said for complaining, wot! I myself, assiduously complained about the pain in my asshole. And lo and behold, Zaphod removed himself from my ass. He then promptly installed himself in my wife's vagina, but that beside the point. The point bein...

Harrumph! Harrumph! Now see here, old bean. It's a damn sight disrespectful to be associating the aroma of the noble cabbage with something as distasteful and deviant as the *ahem* er.. Well, that is to say... The ermm *cough* well, what I mean to say is... You know... the buttesecks. Yes. *harrumph...

anarky wrote:Cue Stinky Chinky in three, two....

What? I am to understand correctly that allow that riff raff in here to propagate and commingle with the rest of the members? That's outrageous! What was the point of the Act if everyone was to ignore it?

Is there nothing to be said for good old fashioned victrola? Say what will you will about this new fangled technology, but I just like the sound better. It seems more real. But have at your oriental machineries and their fraudulent sounding devilations.

well, if you put it that way. I see you have taken up residence in my late wife Nell's vagina. Well, have at it then. I don't see the upside of that to you, but do as you will. Roscoe Conkling whom I protogéed under as Customs Collector In New York used to have a similar predilection to taking up r...

This is why I signed the Chinese Exclusion Act. You give foreigners an inch and they take fifty miles! It's like I used to to say to old Samuel Blatchford "You can make a chinaman build a railroad, but you can't get him to stop squinting."

Triple post! Oho! Do something Grimlock, you assiduous ass of a donkey! I daresay your mother was a printing press of a disreputable nature, what? All those Presidents, except that douchebag Democrat. He knows who I'm talking about. If he shows up there's going to be trouble. Again. Good day.

Lick my boot, Grimlock. Huzzah! I have bit my thumb at a surly, large, incompetent metal dinosaur machinery apparatus. Jolly good! Regardless. I find this internet and website to be quite churlish and invigorating! I am going to pass it along to several of the other Presidents. They should start tri...

After perusing several of the posts posted herein over the last several days, it has come to my attention that YOU sir are, in fact, the cause of the pain in my asshole. I ask you good sir to cease and desist all residential activities in or around my buttock area and to remove yourself immediately ...

I have a shirt that's older than Batman, so there. Now if I could only do something about the unfortunate pain in my asshole.

You know what else is in pain? My asshole. As if something were stuck in it. I'm rather curious as to what it could be.

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There is something stuck in my asshole! What, pray tell, could it be?