The devil site is evil

[icehog3]

Originally Posted by csbrewfisher

Correction...credit cards are evil.

Not on their own, they ain't.

Devil site.....and it's little brother....

EVIL!!! EVIL I TELL YOU!!!

[bobarian]

Originally Posted by icehog3

Not on their own, they ain't.

Mine whispers to me. I can hear it now, crying out because its lonely and wants to come out and play.

[kydsid]

Originally Posted by bobarian

Mine whispers to me. I can hear it now, crying out because its lonely and wants to come out and play.

I just listened to mine and ended up spending $280.

Originally Posted by bobarian

Mine whispers to me. I can hear it now, crying out because its lonely and wants to come out and play.

That's not your CC, that's the hooker in your crawlspace.

[icehog3]

Originally Posted by Darrell

That's not your CC, that's the hooker in your crawlspace.

Bob! You told me you let her go!!

[bobarian]

Originally Posted by icehog3

Bob! You told me you let her go!!

I know nothing!

[icehog3]

Originally Posted by bobarian

I know nothing!

I need her home for Thanksgiving, Bob, please quit toying with me.

[kydsid]

Originally Posted by Darrell

That's not your CC, that's the hooker in your crawlspace.

The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Object there was one. My cigars. oh oh oh. Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. I was never kinder to the old hooker than during the whole week before I killed her. I then took up three cedar planks from the chamber, and deposited all my beautiful cigars between the scantlings and just threw her in a hole out back. Why no care for the old gal, what for she was never as precious as my cigars. A week later some police were at my door. After some talk the officers were satisfied. My manner had convinced them. I was singularly at ease. They sat, and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of familiar things.Was it possible they saw my stash? Almighty God! --no, no! They saw! --they suspected! --they knew! --they were making a mockery of my love!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! Forgive me while I go smoke one!

[Kreth]

Originally Posted by Darrell

That's not your CC, that's the hooker in your crawlspace.

Or the clown in the drain. "We all float down here."
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[icehog3]

Originally Posted by Kreth

Or the clown in the drain. "We all float down here."
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