| 10th October 2004 - 02:06:29 PM |
| 10268 : |
| WHOOP WHOOP THA NIGGAZ IS TAKIN OVER IT BE MUTHAPHUKIN ZERO HOUR, SON RISE UP WHITEY GOIN DOWN |
| 10th October 2004 - 02:30:53 PM |
| 10269 : Jaguarstrike |
| 10th October 2004 - 02:34:52 PM |
| 10270 : |
| urbandictionary.com |
| 10th October 2004 - 02:51:35 PM |
| 10271 : George Bush, Scam Artist #1 |
| I love to pull on my nutz, constantly, when my lover sucks me I tell him to pull on my nutz hard, he told me he didn't want to hurt me, but I tell him, "I'll tell you when it hurts, NOW PULL HARDER!!!!!!!!!!!!" He's now getting the hang of it and pulls down nice and hard on them, makes me shoot gallons! I put lotion on my cock and balls and really massage them hard, pulling them down and stretching them out as far as I can, this drives me insane and I can cum just by massaging my nutz this way, stroking and massaging them down towards the floor. When I walk to the kitchen to get more coffee, I put my fist around my nutz and pull outwards away from my body as far as I can stand, then when I walk, I can feel the connection cords in each ball pull with each step, HOT HOT HOT! Feels great! I can also cum just by having someone suck my nutz. I use 3 rubber cock rings, one around the whole package, one around my cock and one double twisted around my nutz. When I jack this way, my nutz slap and swing around, fucking great! |
| 10th October 2004 - 03:47:04 PM |
| 10272 : |
| another website to gay up: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dustin_Diamond anyone can edit the definition of dustin diamond |
| 10th October 2004 - 05:40:14 PM |
| 10273 : easy4u |
| I need a big man to pound my ass Swlakegear@aol.com |
| 10th October 2004 - 06:12:31 PM |
| 10274 : Buck Studly |
| easy4u - you've come to the right place!! Cum on down to Miami and I'll give you the pounding of a lifetime!!! Do you have an afro wig and some zubaz pants? |
| 10th October 2004 - 06:19:02 PM |
| 10275 : |
| dustin diamond has a smelly butthole |
| 10th October 2004 - 06:29:40 PM |
| 10276 : Trendy Tommy |
| .........asking HEY who THE FUCK Sent me this email information cause I DO NOT Want to receive any Blakc Magic stuff against me or Peussie. SO STOP! Here's the last message sent:::::::::::: +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Michael Jackson says: Watch out for the PETER, dear Maryann!!! I think she may have some serious mental problems when it comes to Jesus and his boys!!" Smiles!!!! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++ __________________________________ Dear, Greeting in Jesus Name ! Permit me to inform you of my desire of going into a temple or any kind of holy place and taking a hot and steaming dump with you together right there before God , I got your contact from the international police syndicunt, and I know that you love god and Peussie and consider Michael Jackson GOD ON EARTH. AMEN! I prayed over the toilet seat yesterday, and hope my prayers are all answered and then selected your name among other lottery winners, feeling that you might have a good case of the clap and syph and herpes, the good things one always gets at the Neverdowell Ranch. Names due to it's esteeming nature are going to grow in my garden and the recommendations given to me as a reputable and psychotic criminal mind, such as George Bush, never considered a trustworthy person, well, it speaks volumes and can be cured with serious cane beatings and some flash-in-the-pan spankings with very hot frying utensils. I can do something with my hands if only I had my fingers returned to me, those I lost in the terrible fire and raping at the Monkey Cave in Lima, Peru, which I believe you know about and had something to do with, according to Nana Bezerka. Their recommendations for you in this simple and sincere line of corrupt religious business sauce. "I am sister maryann pricker, the only daughter of chief and lolo peter Coker-kaka. My father was a very wealthy cocoa cup with some cream on top. His favorite dog was called Lome, The economic capital of Shitville there in Maryland, near Maria's Ass Temple. Before he was poisoned to death by his favorite boy-toy and associates on one of their scouting adventures to locate new slaves and to discuss on a business trip to all of you in Philadephia, City of Brotherly Buggering. """""" When my mother died on the 21st october 1904, My father took me so special because I am motherless kind of whore who just loves jesus and his endless saints in heaven! Before the death of my father on 29th march 1901 in a private nut house here in Pukerville, He secretly called me "hey you dirty little slip of used and stain toilet paper" and told me that he has a sum of us,500,000(two million five hunderd cat turds and thousand united states dollars in pennies) left in a suspencion-alla-banana case- account in a local bank here next to the zoo. That he used my name because he thought jesus would want that, and ofcourse it is true. Jesus wrote me a note saying "Greetings, Slut, you are definitely the chick I want to run my scam operations in South Togo. Get with it, you dirty little slit". He also explain to me that it was because of his wealth and the business which amount to hardly a package of chicken feathers if we warned the police. They are having at hand and in the underpanty pockets above the area for the swollen prick and ballies , that he was laughing all the way to the bank and driven there by his business associates, That I should seek for a foreign piece of dirt left in my eyeball and giving me serious itches and infections all over my laserated, or is it lacerated body, now filled with pus. Where can I transfer this money and use it for drug and brothel purposes especial in the area of real hindsight and in the area of Praising the Lord's Asshole. You got any ideas, Turd??? Dear Beloved in God and in Catheters for the Saints, I am honourablly seeking your assistance in the following ways...... But at the moment, because of the opium injection about an hour ago, I cannot recall what they are so let's keep in contact and remember: do not mention any of this to Johnny Blee Johnny or Jordan or Robert McFerrin or in Gordo, who is not trustworth even in that confession box where he gives head to the little choir boys. Thanks and God bless you. Best Regards, sister maryann peter! Amen and Shit on the Bricks to you, Mojo!!! **************************************************** |
| 10th October 2004 - 06:40:21 PM |
| 10277 : Randy Rimmer of Mortville |
| hey frapy, hey martin, thank s a lot! nothing would be more terrible, then to get the wrong cut! my intention is to expose all inner forskin and knob, to get it a more intensive stroke on it and a more intensive feeling - speccialy when screwing ;-)) AND when I'm taking it in the butthole. the pic is great! whoow! absolutly cool cute guy. is it you? or your friend? i ll book the next flight and come! i saw pics of cutting the frenulum in a special technic which does not leave the y-shape scar, which i dont like so much. it seems that it is a second cut along the dick, which cuts radicaly out all the frenulum from the dickhead. it lets a completely clean underside and like a "valley" at the undersite of the knob. real cool look - that s what i wanna get! is there name for it? My friends call is "VALLEY OF DESPAIR AND LOST PRAYERS" but only when done to black cocks. you guys had been clipped as baby? or just for the fun of it at a stoner party? or was your own decision? what was your motivation, any problems with dick? i dont have an problems with my dick. forskin all loose and easy and sometimes I pull the entire thing over my head, not cock-head but head with eyes and ears...and then from inside of this foreskin I yell "Hey what the fuck? Am I blind or what?". only using condom, sometimes the forskin slipps of the edge of the know inside the condom. i am not too sensitive and need a good action when screwing so I just take off the rubber and let the goo fly into any steaming asshole. if the head is not free, i can not cum. hope that s better after cut. I've got a pair of scissors and want to do it all myself including the branding. |
| 10th October 2004 - 06:54:25 PM |
| 10278 : GIGI, gal with the golden SLIT |
| Hello Everyone and SMILES to you, big sissy Chachi, and guess what? Ask again? NO, i'm not shooting THAT anymore? BUT I am on a new career, not careeeen this time. but here it is. I am writing a new book on the life of Mary Margaret Fotze of Germany, a new saint of the order of Peussie: here is my impression, and here are my thoughts................................................................................................................................................ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++WORK is ENOUGH FOR GOD'S CHILDREN IN TIME OF WAR AGAINST THE BAD POLITICIANS OF YORK!! The night is filled with danger, passion, and throbbing cocks. There is no wind and in fact very little OF ANYTHING, the sky is lightly puce or even peussie with nuclear waste, usually crapped and evacuated and filled with specks of shit, but is now filled with thick clouds of steaming urine. Darkness is everywhere except for Princess Peussie's toilet bowl which glows in the strange moonlight. Only the torches in the temple provide a flicking light. The slave, a foreigner, a pale skinned male is walked to the wedding bed of MJ and forced to lie there with his face buried in one male servant's asshole. His attendants, dressed in simple cotton opera gowns retreat to the restrooms of the temple. Everyone waits as the musician play the "jazzy fuck music" required for this training session. Incense drifts from the air, a combo of opium and hashish, yet the air is still and almost rancid with the previous night's orgy of violence and Love. There is a speck of light, almost like an insect that hovers behind the slave who lies still on the refrigerator and looking like a fairy in the dell. In an instant that speck of light transforms into a cum-glob. There is no sound, not even the sounds of men breathing as the sperm drop turns into a river. IT is a laughable sight even when Jesus Savior appears dressed as Aunt Gerry. NO, he is not dressed at all but appears in his nude shape like Mother Teresa. The River? Who the fuck is talking about a river?or the Pot you've been smoking while writing this story, Culo??? Only his body is human, his head is an elephant turd. No one dares to speak, or make a sound. The smudge is about to spread like Montezuma's revenge. No one is positive if this is a jizz-river, or a cattle-call, or a rat pile.....It is true, the Object, the being, the TURD, the spirit has materialized and smells like nothing on earth. Slowly, in the motions of a cat, the perched Good Little Strummer comes to life. He steps from his jeep, he approaches the offering lying in his cat box upon some rather new turds. Sniffing, looking about, wary as a frog in a bed of lettuce, he positions himself with his big ding-dong ready for action. Yes, this is what he desires, a piece of boy-ass. He moves to the hump of the altar, he grasps the ankles of the docile slave. Raising the ankles as he pulls the body towards his groin. Already his cock is stiff, pulsing, desiring the pink pucker of the slave's bleeding ass. Again he pauses, then issues a feline cry, like "Eeechoooo-tooshys syhnanonron" and plunges his cock into the offended slave who scream out "Damn, this is just like the time I had that vision of being fucked by Jesus and his boyfriends". Again and again he plunges, satisfying himself, roughly, savagely on the youth who doesn't know if he's coming or going. The boy doesn't cry out until his cock begins to dribble with urine, then explodes in a fountain of piss and goo. He moans with a pleasure that belies a bag of potato chips. This is the work of a kindergarten prankster for sure. All those who witness this are moved to the cat box where everyone stands in a circle farting in counterpoint. There is not a limp cock in the house. Then there is a cry, like none any of the witnesses have heard. The God has satisfied only the little boy on the stage, again on the stage. He has filled the slave's ass with pudding and some jello just for the 'kicks of it'. The slave lies still, like Princess Peussie during act 2 of Fluff's opera "Rimmers Delight". As mysteriously as the prick-head materialized he is gone. Only the slave is there lying on the ice cubes. All of the men who witnessed this have now moved closer to the slave and the altar. There is nothing there of the God but a blob of sperm, semi-hot and smelling like a symphony of Bruckner. The High Priest and a senior priest grasp the slaves ankles and spread his legs until his nuts explode. From his redden ass pucker they see the seepage of cum, divine cum and some pudding, the only evidence of the Gods presence at least during that picnic. + |
| 10th October 2004 - 07:37:55 PM |
| 10279 : Ox |
| Screech, remember that episode when you ate lunch with MR. Belding? Remember when Mr. Belding, your idol, would eat lunch alone in his office at lunchtime? Remember how you were delighted you were when Mr. Belding asked you to eat lunch with him? Remember how big your smile was when you walked into his office at lunchtime that day? Remember when your smile quickly turned into a frown when Mr. Belding punched you in the chest and called you a 'Zubaz-wearing faggot'? Remember when he said he'd show you a top-like trick? Remember he told you that if you didn't do what he wanted, he'd show Zack the pictures of you he had taken when you were jerking off on Zack's underwear during gym class one day? Remember when Mr. Belding made you lay down and stick your tongue out? Remember Mr. Belding dropped his pants, sat on your face, and balanced his sphincter on your tongue, and spun himself around like a top for hours on end? Remember when Mr. Belding had had enough fun and sent you back to class? Remember how your breath smelled like Mr. Belding's ass for days? Remember when you were suspended for missing your afternoon classes? Remember when Mrs. Powers was so mad at you that she pulled you out of Bayside and enrolled you in military school for a semester? Belding really screwed you over that time! |
| 10th October 2004 - 10:49:13 PM |
| 10280 : |
| when is 'Fart Patrol' coming out? |
| 10th October 2004 - 11:07:17 PM |
| 10281 : |
| princess puessie, please seek help. you are one sick son-of-a-bitch. |
| 11th October 2004 - 05:44:58 AM |
| 10282 : Mario Lopez |
| Eyyy, Dusty! Remember when filming of SBTB season 2 wrapped, and after the wrap party you decided it would be a good idea to declare your undying love for Tiffany Amber-Thiessen, so you left loads of flowers and chocolates in her dressing room? Remember how Mark-Paul and I stole them all and gave them to Julian, the show's super-gay make-up artist, saying that you were shy and still in the closet but you thought he was really hot? Remember how he invited you to his apartment? Remember how you weren't quite sure why, but you went along anyway? Remember how confused you were when you got there and he answered the door in a sailor suit? Remember how he gave you champagne, and you just figured he was being kind, but after a while you realised it had rohypnol in it? Remember how he then tied your weary, sedated body face-down on his bed and sodomised you roughly into the wee small hours, until your anus hung open like a wizard's sleeve? Mark-Paul and I really got you good that time, buddy!! Ha ha ha!!! |
| 11th October 2004 - 09:32:06 AM |
| 10283 : |
| http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&category=378&item=6931146509 |
| 11th October 2004 - 10:51:50 AM |
| 10284 : |
| http://www.savedbythebell.org/ (it has a guestbook) |
| 11th October 2004 - 11:31:40 AM |
| 10285 : Annika |
| Have you ever been in Sweden? |
| 11th October 2004 - 01:10:21 PM |
| 10286 : Corey Haim |
| Im glad to see that the fans of Fart Patrol are clammoring for its release. I have screened it many times in my basement and so far it is a success. There are plans to release it commercially early in the new year. Since Dustin is so busy right now with trivial pursuit commercials he just dosent have the time to promote the movie until the new year. So look for it to hit in late january/early feb mabey a valentines movie? Not sure but fart patrol will be hit larger then Titanic! Dustin will come out a true star and will catapult to stardom! Keep the good questions coming! Peace, C. Haim |
| 11th October 2004 - 02:26:29 PM |
| 10287 : Rocco |
| This is my post on the new forum. I encourage others to join in! October 11th 2004 11:06:38 AM What is your name? Rocco How did you find this website? Found address in a dumpster behind a bowling alley. Where are you from? Southeast Please enter your comments? I am hoping that the new sbtb site and the amazing double dog site dustindiamond.com can be linked together or at least refer one to another so that all of sbtb fans and double dog diamond fans can discuss every topic that may interest them. I personally would like to discuss having dumpster sex with diamond while others may wish to discuss ejaculating on Slaters mullet. I say to each his own and may everyone be happy! No censorship!!! ROCCO |