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What would a talking doll designed after you say?

elynne passed this one on to me.

"LIGHTSABER!"
"Eris, you bitch!" (applicable to both cat and goddess)
"Hold on, lemme write that down."
"Little Fayoumis...."
"Yes, dear?"
"Gha!"
"I miss you, Darkside. Buffer error."

Accessories: Hair scrunchy, glasses, sunglasses, palmtop, key lanyard, bus pass, purselike Bag of Holding.

Older models would say:

"Shut up, Shanna!"
"Hold on, lemme write that down."
"Gha!"
"SHAWN!!!!!!"

and the accessories would have hair elastics in place of the scrunchy, no bus pass, no key lanyard, no sunglasses, a strand of beads in the hair, and a notebook and pen in place of the palmtop.

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Eris, you bitch!

I thought that was my line.

Hold on, lemme write that down.

I say this one a lot, but I wouldn't claim it. :)

Hehe.

I think many of us say that a lot.

Don't forget The Shoe! And really loud, maniacal phone laughter. Hmmm... and maybe "Shawn" repeated in a few other tones of voice. All of this for the older model, of course.

Maniacal laughter's not just for the phone -- it's for any time I'm with one of my bizarre friends.

Oh, and Shawn's online identity these days is Fuzzy Modem. And, oh gods, does he ever have some stories...

http://kier.3dfrontier.com/forums/showthread.php?threadid=48032 has some *hysterical* stuff on it. Shawn, telling the story of this one little sexual adventure of his...

This is what he had to say for himself. (I'm "Jane".)

Okay, at the risk of embarrassing my self horribly I will tell a story.

First we will need to establish the players. (Some names have been changed to protect the innocent)

There is me, fresh out of high school, working at a pizza place on campus.

Jane, my fest friend at the time. She's a manic split personalitied fun loving bisexual who at that time had a crush on me going on three years. She's attending college on the campus where I work.

Erica, she worked at the pizza place with me for a while before quitting She lives in the same dorm as Jane.

So here is how it goes down. I always liked Erica, purely in a physical way, her personality is horrible, very stuck up, but fantastically attractive.

Jane would visit me at the pizza place, and became friends with Erica before she quit.

So I go up to Jane's dorm room one afternoon and Jane and Erica are well on their way to getting drunk. I'm not doing anything, and feel no need to remain sober, so I decide hang around for a few hours. We pull out the pipe to add the the general mood and (after stuffing the door jam with bed sheets so the smell of pot doesn't get out into the hall)

Things start to get interesting when Jane kisses Erica and Erica kisses her back. This is unexpected because Erica has been strictly heterosexual up to this point and infact had a boy friend at the time.

Soon the kissing becomes groping and Erica forbids me from getting in on it as she doesn't want to cheat on her boy friend. I regretfully accept this, but when the groping turns into oral lessons I can't help my self. I mean what would you do? So I whip it out and start fwapping away as Jane brings Erica to climax. Fortunatly neither of them seem to mind as I wasn't technically involving myself.

Finally Jane convinces Erica to give me a lesson 'for the sake of education'. Now this in interesting because apparently Erica can't get off if your touching here anywhere but the clit. Needless to say this is vastly annoying, but hey, who am I to argue. These lesson go on for several hours. HOURS. And I'm getting blue balls like you wouldn't believe.

Finally a fantastically horny Erica, craving dick, asks me to fuck her. She lays on the bottom bunk and pulls her ankles up to her ears. I'm as excited as hell, but for some reason my dick has decided to take a coffee break. It's becoming obvious by Erica's expression that this is a limited time offer, but my wookie won't play ball. She ended up making some comment about an oyster, and PUSHING me out of the room. I fall over the wadded bedsheets and into the hallway.

Minus my pants.

I hear the door lock.

This is not a situation I ever wanted to find my self in. This dorm has alternating male and female floors. The elevator is closer but is in view of the lobby. To get to the stairs I will need to travel a good 100 feet. As I'm thinking about this I hear voices coming from the elevator so I hide in the only place I can find.

The girl's bathroom.

This turns out to be a phenomenally bad idea.

Now I'm standing, naked from the waste down, drunk, (did I mention this is a dry dorm?) in front of a half dozen girls.

My dick takes this oppotunity to resume it's erection.

No one says a thing. For about 30 seconds. We just stare at each other. Fortunately Jane has now discovered my pants on her dorm room floor and put two and two together. She finds me in the bathroom and makes an apology for 'letting me off my leash' She puts my pants on me right then and there and walks me to the elevator.

That's basically the end of the story, though I will mention that Erica got pregnant, her boyfriend dumped her, and she dropped out of school. The last time I saw her she was turning in an application at KFC.

Now do I actually have the balls to post this?
Reaching for the 'Submit Reply' button... Ahhh! I clicked it!

Yet another typical Shawn story. You know, he would be an excellent spokesperson for the anti-drug movement. Children might possibly be convinced that using drugs and alcohol turns you into a complete ass, after listening to some of his stories.

The hysterical part is, that is two different stories there. Everything after not being able to get it up wasn't with me...

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