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Thursday, February 15, 2007
Labels: 3 of 9 Lives, CAt gifT, ChApTer 4, Hellcat PussyDivine, Week 4
16 comments:
Hellcat is GREATLY HONOURED Hellcat Pussy Divine, yet can only *VOMIT* to the extent of vomiting more.
Have some blood splatter in return, sharpened My nails last night *SCRATCH*
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Heaving and sleigh bells ringing, I simply can't vomit this piece of crimson mush in any clever pose, for you are red spots and doily with loathsome slave mucas smothering She.
Admit the doily with red spots is a tad PRETTY *VOMIT*, however Hellcat is NOT being SMOTHERED ... simply admired by those who have slaughtered more Slaves in history than any! *VOMIT* Their mucus is somewhat smothering and stinky though *vomit*, perhaps if I rip their faces off the mucus would drip into their shoes, bind their laces and make them fall over each other THUS EXTERMINATING THEM!
hardwax think it's xmas. when you ever clever? hellcat stoooopid tyrant funnnnnyyyyy true. where the hell is everyone? chewing on candy and watching the moon rise over bloody waves of broken hearts from stoooopid valentines. I BITE YOU!
Chocolate releases 'feel good' *VOMIT* hormones which trigger reactions that mimic feelings associated with being in love *VOMITVMOITVOMIT*! LUST TO BITE YOU ALL especially if handsome devil };-}
Lust to scratch Hellcat Pussy Divine again because just feel like it! Tinkerbell just stooopid but right about Hellcat Hardwax thinking it's Xmas!!!!! *SCRATCHBITESCRATCH*
Yes indeed, hardwax does seem to have her holidays confused, but would we expect anything less? Other than her copycat valentine? Or lack of cleverness? Or her obvious jealousy? Or...hahahhaaaaaa Meow!
Hellcat, you hypocrite, remove a life or your next gift will be something outrageously humongously CUTE!!!
Why do y'al live in a shit-box? I have a deckchair haaaha hoo haa.
Aaaarrrgghhhaaa haaaaaaa haa.
Hooo hoooo ho haaaaaa.
Aaarrgghh ha.
Egg, my little potential dumpling, you are sounding southern fried with that "y'al".
I don't live here, wouldn't. I live in a gorgeous dark lair. Why do you live in a deckchair? Figured you'd live in a hen house under some chicken's butt. Did they kick you out for dragging around a turkey wally?
Hoo hoo to you, too!
I am boiled and lived in the south once, by the English Channel. I like relaxation and sight-seeing and my deckchair helps it happen (unless I throw it). Lair lair.No I did'nt but I kicked the chicken butt ***YEEEHAWWWWWW*** woo haaaaa.
Hellcat Pussy Divine, escaping Sandbox will NOT be THAT easy ... your post was too hellishly brilliant to classify Thy as a ScaredyCat! The doily had potential until spattered with blood. Try again };-}
PS: Cracking ‘onto’ an Egg won’t help HHAHHHAHAAAA
Hey Pussy D do you have sleep on satin sheets or satin shyte? If the former I might have to visit thy lair.
OOOh PUKE! Cracking an Egg is one thing, but slapping with a Turkey .... HELLCAT blow my brains out!
Hellcat Pussy Divine will DIE when seeing gobbling words! *VOMITVOMITVOMIT*
Of course they are satin, idiot bird. Only satins, silks, velvets, and furs touch my skin. That excludes feathers. And scrawny turkeys whose egg has run off with his wally.
I always knew you wanted me. Gak!
He does NOT want you, Pussy! He wants your dots!
Nice bloody Valentine!!!! *triplevomit*
pd, you make me want to howl on the back fence.
PD for PUKE Development ScaredyCat HaiRRRball!
*VOMIT*
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