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ik vind je knap hoor.
en zal nooooit een kaars naar je gooien, dat beloof ik.
daten?
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ik vind je knap hoor.
en zal nooooit een kaars naar je gooien, dat beloof ik.
daten?
Foldinator
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It all started when our adventure-loving...adventurer, Candle, woke up in a disease-infested jungle. It was the sixth time it had happened. Feeling alarmingly pleased, Candle grabbed a ninja star, thinking it would make her feel better (but as usual, it did not). Suddenly inspired by the wise teachings of Confuscious, she realized that her beloved Candle was missing! Immediately she called her former cellmate, Candle. Candle had known Candle for (plus or minus) 61 years, the majority of which were enchanting ones. Candle was unique. She was intelligent though sometimes a little... funny-smelling. Candle called her anyway, for the situation was urgent.
Candle picked up to a very sad Candle. Candle calmly assured her that most man-eating capybaras belch before mating, yet disease-carrying chipmunks usually explosively yawn *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Candle. Why was Candle trying to distract Candle? Because she had snuck out from Candle's with the Candle only nine days prior. It was a striking little Candle... how could she resist?
It didn't take long before Candle got back to the subject at hand: her Candle. Candle yawned. Relunctantly, Candle invited her over, assuring her they'd find the Candle. Candle grabbed her whale and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Candle realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the Candle and she had to do it fearlessly. She figured that if Candle took the time machine, she had take at least eleven minutes before Candle would get there. But if she took the Candle? Then Candle would be alarmingly screwed.
Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, Candle was interrupted by seven stupid pedo beers that were lured by her Candle. Candle panicked; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling pleased, she aimlessly reached for her ninja star and aimlessly backhanded every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the bush, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the Candle rolling up. It was Candle.
----o0o----
As she pulled up, she felt a sense of urgency. She had had to make an unscheduled stop at The Salvation Army to pick up a 12-pack of wolverines, so she knew she was running late. With a careful leap, Candle was out of the Candle and went scandalously jaunting toward Candle's front door. Meanwhile inside, Candle was panicking. Not thinking, she tossed the Candle into a box of bananas and then slid the box behind her whale. Candle was displeased but at least the Candle was concealed. The doorbell rang.
'Come in,' Candle exotically purred. With a mighty push, Candle opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some selfish spite-toting jerk in a amphibious vehicle,' she lied. 'It's fine,' Candle assured her. Candle took a seat frighteningly close to where Candle had hidden the Candle. Candle sighed trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted. But Candle was distracted. Ever so extemperaneously, Candle noticed a annoying look on Candle's face. Candle slowly opened her mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Candle felt a stabbing pain in her taint when Candle asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the Candle right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A selfish look started to form on Candle's face. She turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's ripened avocados from when she used to have pet 3-legged wallabies. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Candle nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Candle could react, Candle aimlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Candle was plainly in view.
Candle stared at Candle for what what must've been nine nanoseconds. A few freaknasty minutes later, Candle groped explosively in Candle's direction, clearly desperate. Candle grabbed the Candle and bolted for the door. It was locked. Candle let out a striking chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Candle,' she rebuked. Candle always had been a little clueless, so Candle knew that reconciliation was not an option; she needed to escape before Candle did something crazy, like... start chucking dull pencils at her or something. Suddenly cheered up by the Hamtaro theme song, she gripped her Candle tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Candle looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Candle. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame seven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern for Candle. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Candle walked over to the window and looked down. Candle was gone.
----o0o----
Just yonder, Candle was struggling to make her way through the secret vineyard behind Candle's place. Candle had severely hurt her fingernail during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral pedo beers suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Candle. One by one they latched on to Candle. Already weakened from her injury, Candle yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of pedo beers running off with her Candle.
About two hours later, Candle awoke, her ear throbbing. It was dark and Candle did not know where she was. Deep in the uninhabited foxy forest, Candle was barely lost. Ever so extemperaneously, she remembered that her Candle was taken by the pedo beers. But at that point, she was just thankful for her life. That's when, to her horror, a oversized pedo beer emerged from the foxy forest. It was the alpha pedo beer. Candle opened her mouth to scream but was cut short when the pedo beer sunk its teeth into Candle's shin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Candle's lungs, but not before she realized that she was a failure.
Less than nine miles away, Candle was entombed by anguish over the loss of the Candle. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' she cried, as she reached for a sharpened potato. With a quick thrust, she buried it deeply into her prostate. As the room began to fade to black, she thought about Candle... wishing she had found the courage to tell her that she loved her. But she would die alone that day. All that remained was the Candle that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant pedo beers, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(
Candle picked up to a very sad Candle. Candle calmly assured her that most man-eating capybaras belch before mating, yet disease-carrying chipmunks usually explosively yawn *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Candle. Why was Candle trying to distract Candle? Because she had snuck out from Candle's with the Candle only nine days prior. It was a striking little Candle... how could she resist?
It didn't take long before Candle got back to the subject at hand: her Candle. Candle yawned. Relunctantly, Candle invited her over, assuring her they'd find the Candle. Candle grabbed her whale and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Candle realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the Candle and she had to do it fearlessly. She figured that if Candle took the time machine, she had take at least eleven minutes before Candle would get there. But if she took the Candle? Then Candle would be alarmingly screwed.
Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, Candle was interrupted by seven stupid pedo beers that were lured by her Candle. Candle panicked; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling pleased, she aimlessly reached for her ninja star and aimlessly backhanded every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the bush, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the Candle rolling up. It was Candle.
----o0o----
As she pulled up, she felt a sense of urgency. She had had to make an unscheduled stop at The Salvation Army to pick up a 12-pack of wolverines, so she knew she was running late. With a careful leap, Candle was out of the Candle and went scandalously jaunting toward Candle's front door. Meanwhile inside, Candle was panicking. Not thinking, she tossed the Candle into a box of bananas and then slid the box behind her whale. Candle was displeased but at least the Candle was concealed. The doorbell rang.
'Come in,' Candle exotically purred. With a mighty push, Candle opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some selfish spite-toting jerk in a amphibious vehicle,' she lied. 'It's fine,' Candle assured her. Candle took a seat frighteningly close to where Candle had hidden the Candle. Candle sighed trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted. But Candle was distracted. Ever so extemperaneously, Candle noticed a annoying look on Candle's face. Candle slowly opened her mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Candle felt a stabbing pain in her taint when Candle asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the Candle right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A selfish look started to form on Candle's face. She turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's ripened avocados from when she used to have pet 3-legged wallabies. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Candle nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Candle could react, Candle aimlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Candle was plainly in view.
Candle stared at Candle for what what must've been nine nanoseconds. A few freaknasty minutes later, Candle groped explosively in Candle's direction, clearly desperate. Candle grabbed the Candle and bolted for the door. It was locked. Candle let out a striking chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Candle,' she rebuked. Candle always had been a little clueless, so Candle knew that reconciliation was not an option; she needed to escape before Candle did something crazy, like... start chucking dull pencils at her or something. Suddenly cheered up by the Hamtaro theme song, she gripped her Candle tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Candle looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Candle. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame seven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern for Candle. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Candle walked over to the window and looked down. Candle was gone.
----o0o----
Just yonder, Candle was struggling to make her way through the secret vineyard behind Candle's place. Candle had severely hurt her fingernail during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral pedo beers suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Candle. One by one they latched on to Candle. Already weakened from her injury, Candle yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of pedo beers running off with her Candle.
About two hours later, Candle awoke, her ear throbbing. It was dark and Candle did not know where she was. Deep in the uninhabited foxy forest, Candle was barely lost. Ever so extemperaneously, she remembered that her Candle was taken by the pedo beers. But at that point, she was just thankful for her life. That's when, to her horror, a oversized pedo beer emerged from the foxy forest. It was the alpha pedo beer. Candle opened her mouth to scream but was cut short when the pedo beer sunk its teeth into Candle's shin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Candle's lungs, but not before she realized that she was a failure.
Less than nine miles away, Candle was entombed by anguish over the loss of the Candle. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' she cried, as she reached for a sharpened potato. With a quick thrust, she buried it deeply into her prostate. As the room began to fade to black, she thought about Candle... wishing she had found the courage to tell her that she loved her. But she would die alone that day. All that remained was the Candle that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant pedo beers, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(
Voorarm
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DBB bukkake?
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Uit zijn fotothread. Gangstahstyle.
Wouter G
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waar komt dat vandaan?
Massief
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Wwoooowowowowowo een echte thug op het forum!!
Kandijkoekje
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!Foldinator
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[sherlock]
Het lijkt me nogal duidelijk wat is er gebeurd, dat gebruinde zonnebank-sletje is door haar mocrovriendje "ruw behandelt" en toen jij die kaars naar haar toe hebt gegooit en zij zich herinnerde wat voor een klotebroer jij bent, dacht ze bij zichzelf; 'hey ik laat hem opdraaien voor de gekneusde pols die ik van youzef heb gekregen"[/holmes]
Het lijkt me nogal duidelijk wat is er gebeurd, dat gebruinde zonnebank-sletje is door haar mocrovriendje "ruw behandelt" en toen jij die kaars naar haar toe hebt gegooit en zij zich herinnerde wat voor een klotebroer jij bent, dacht ze bij zichzelf; 'hey ik laat hem opdraaien voor de gekneusde pols die ik van youzef heb gekregen"[/holmes]
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PompeR
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whahahaah de mac beroven.. thats rock bottom
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Youzef moet doodt!
---------- Toegevoegd om 14:58 ---------- De post hierboven werd geplaatst om 14:57 ----------
Youzef moet doodt!
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Wouter G
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Massief
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Wouter G
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Massief
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Ik zie niets?
Copy paste ff voor 1 hele karma punt.
Kikki (1)
vandaag, 14:24
Kijk uit een kaars!!
PompeR
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haha die meid gaat nog eens zelfmoord plegen
die kan geen kaars meer zien
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Dat is maar 1 reactie.
De h**r heb ze alemaal verwijderd.
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