same ego
same post whore tendencies
same douche different packaging

Even the ones that stalk you and put you down. Makes the board interesting just trying to guess who the hell the alias belongs to.

I have come and gone from this board many times in the last 5 years. There are those just waiting till I come back to kick me in the ass once again. As long as I find humor and entertainment i'll continue. You might find yourself doing the same thing.

I'm a naughty girl many times over when it comes to the subject line. I might hide the message right smack dab in the middle of my bullshit but usually it's harmless. I have those stalkers myself and love rubbing them the wrong way and act like they hurt my feelings in the end.

I know we can ignore anyone we want by just not reading their post. For me it's nice to single the good, bad and ugly on a case by case basis. Simply removing what someone has to say all together is like too much masturbation.   You miss some of the best foreplay by not interacting with different strokes.

Kisses Haley

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Ahheeemmm...(clears throat)Let me tell you all the Tale

The legend of Sir-Puss

Once upon a time there was a troll named Puss. He was made a troll by a witch that he just wouldn't leave alone. When the witch got out of the biz...the curse was broken. Puss turned back into a man that, well, looked like a troll. Not being able to attract a suitable wench, he ended up miles away from the city with a toothless wench and lived for years with her mother in their single-wide thatched hut.

One day, the wife and mother, attacked Puss' manhood. Telling him that he was a waste of space, and that the only way he could bring them honor was to go to the city and become a knight...So he did. Once in the city, he was laughed away by every noble said one. The Barron of Bareback UDO. UDO committed to Puss that if he remained loyal and mimicked all of UDO's moves, then he would be named an official knight of the square table.

Fast forward a few years, and Puss got his wish. He became Sir Puss. Sir Puss was feeling mighty bold now that he was a Knight...he decided to throw around his new found fame by challenging other Knights to a duel. Each time, His sword proved to be too small and made of a weaker metal than other knights...each combat proved to only worsen his lot. Sir Puss would frequent a different brothel weekly to try and ease his pain...and each week he was thrown out of the Brothel and told never to return.

Sir Puss, realizing that he was no match for the other Knights physically...and needing to get back into the maidens of the land better graces...decided to challenge each Knight to a battle of wits. Figuring that his age would give him an advantage he went into each contest feeling confident that he could triumph. Alas...he failed. He wasn't even a match for Sir Tucky of the Ridge. As he left the city, one Knight even called him a Johnny Boy and a Mangina. Know one knows who that was...but we all have our guesses.

The last anyone saw of Sir Puss, he was seem by the stream trying to pick up a trail walker.

and no one gives a fuck what you think, say or do.