Tigger

you're a daft fucking cunt.

The 'net used to be more fun some time ago.

If j00 join myg0t, j00 can call a spade a shovel. Neger comes to mind.

http://static.flickr.com/32/49428494_994dba6632_m.jpg Monika glided around the empty rink of the coliseum, practicing one last time for what she'd spent half her life training for. She finished a circle, then spiraled toward the center of the rink, where she lowered into a squat, arms out, as she spun around. The competition was in two more hours, but she had the place to herself for another hour or so since both teams would be touring the city until then; she'd only barely convinced her coach to let her practice. She wore her hair in a small bun above her pink leotard, and rose back up, spinning as she stood up again. She began to skate around the rink a second time, gaining speed. She suddenly fell back as someone grabbed her over the mouth from behind her. She gave a muffled scream as two other men stepped out in front of her while the third held her from behind, his hand cupped over her lips. They all stood in the middle of the rink, and the two each lifted a foot up from the ice, unlacing and tossing her razor-lined ice skates far away. The three moved closer to her, and one said simply, "Our job's to make sure you can't compete in the champions." Monika screamed softly under the other man's hand, and squirmed against them as they lowered onto the ice, forcing her to sit down. She tried unsuccessfully to break free, her life's dream ruined by a forgotten enemy's grudge. The two men in front of her pulled her legs straight and held them against the ice, and Monika closed her eyes as she waited for the blow. The man behind her ran his hand down the curve of her bottom, and squeezed her over her thin leotard once tightly. Her eyes widened in surprise at the touch, and her heart began racing even faster as the man whispered, "They never said how to disable you." Monika tried to protest, but the others simply encouraged the man as he pushed his hand past the sides of her back leotard, and then into the back of her briefs. He whispered, "They did tell us to make sure we give you the finger," and with that shoved his middle finger up between the slight curves of her buttocks, and into her tightened anus. Monika's eyes opened wide, she trembled as she felt his finger rubbing into her that way, and his knuckles above and below it. The thought of such a symbol of hate used to penetrate her so intimately made her reel almost as much as the sensation itself, and she tossed slightly with each push while the men mocked her, saying, "She looks so tight," and "How much of an athlete is she?" He thrust his finger into her, all the way up to his fist, then went slower, rubbing in and out steadily. The men began to pick up on her gasps, and to her horror one said, "Look at her -- She's getting into it! She likes having your finger up her ass!" One of the men in front of her lifted her legs up to his shoulders, and grabbed the crotch of her leotard in one hand. He jerked it aside and held it against her left thigh as he lowered his head. His lips cupped over her crotch, and she gasped in arousal as he began deeply and slowly licking her cunt. As he performed on her with quick, steady licks, she pulled at bonds and moaned "no..." tossing her head sideways as the two went at her. The one between her legs pulled her briefs down beneath her leotard and left them hanging over her thighs as he lowered his head and rubbed his lips over her bare genitals, his tongue sliding deeper into her. She tossed back, her eyes closed slightly, her body shaking as the man behind her shoved his finger into her bottom in time with the other's licks. The man behind her talked to the others, describing how tight her "ass" was, as the third man knelt beside her and brushed his hand over the edge of her cunt, then fondled her small, leotard-clad breasts with his free hand. The other man looked up and mentioned how tight and virginal her cunt felt, then began eating her again. The third man brushed his free hand over the outline of her right nipple, and she blushed as he described it hardening under his fingertips and the tip standing against the cloth. He rubbed her breasts up and down firmly, and told everyone that her "tits" felt like a 16-year-old's. He knelt lower and began licking her nipples through her outfit, his lips cupped over the sharp tip of her right breast as the warm wetness of his lips and tongue sank into the cloth and against her bare nipple. Monika gasped for breath, trying not to come, as all three went at her at once, all knelt around her and stimulating her entire body. The man behind her leaned over her shoulder as he pushed his finger in and thrust his tongue into her mouth, his lips moving as he stroked her squirming tongue inside her mouth. Cecilia tried to resist, pulling her head away from his, but he simply moved his head with her, his tongue stroking intimately between her lips. Her head began to move up and down with the man's, and her tongue grew still as he rubbed over it quickly. As the others licked her quickly, roughly, he lifted his head for a moment, inches from her face, and encouraged her, saying, "You know you're going to come, what's stopping you?" He'd alternate between frenching her and mocking her responses, telling her to come. He once broke off and stared into her averted eyes as all three molested her, and she caught herself staring weakly back at him. She broke her gaze away and tried to pull back from the three, but they held her onto the ice and licked her further, overwhelming her attempts to pull away from the experience. She gasped softly as the man between her legs rubbed his tongue over her stiff clitoris, then rubbed his tongue just beneath it and slipped his tongue into her body slightly. Her resistance breaking, her tongue flickered over the man's tongue slightly as he rubbed into her mouth. The man at her breasts held her right breast between his lips as he fingered her left nipple, rolling her breasts up and down as he sucked her. The man behind her lifted his lips for a second then slid his finger all the way into her body, and she looked through half- closed eyes at his sadistic face as she gave a long, weak half-moan, his finger reaching too far into her ass. Monika gasped for air, then moaned as he began frenching her again, his face seeming to crash against hers. She squirmed on the ice, half-sitting as the three held her down and assaulted her through her uniform, then fell onto her back as she lost control, her orgasm sweeping through her body like a charge or light. Still recovering, Monika sat upright. Suddenly she felt the man behind her slid his member into her relaxed bottom, and she felt his length brushing against the inside of her. The muscles instantly tightened, and he held her flailing arms as he thrust in and out of her. She looked at the ice between her legs, gasping uncontrollably, as he went in, his member held in tightly by her constricted muscles as he jerked back and forth. He pulled harder against her, both of them tossing back and forth. The other man began sucking her small cleavage softly as the first one sodomized her, while the third one grabbed her clitoris and began pinching it between his fingers as he rubbed between her legs. The second one began sucking her left nipple, and she fell onto her back, surrounded by the three men, and she cried out as the first man's member thrust deeper into her bottom as she fell on top of him. Then the man at her cunt opened her legs and knelt between them, unfastening his pants. He suddenly went into her and she shrieked as the two came into her body at once. She fell against the ice as she felt them both in her, pushing into every part of her. The man between her legs held her hips as he went in and out of her while the man beneath her rose up and down. The ice melted into a puddle beneath the three as they took the young figure-skater in the middle of the ring. They went on and on, the man behind her sucking her neck, while the man at her breasts pulled her leotard down to her waist and began sucking her bare, curved breasts and hard nipples. They kept on and on, and she came again and again as they slowly exhausted her. Monika fainted sometime after the fifth orgasm and the three left, leaving her naked and unconscious on the ice just minutes before the event warm-ups were to begin.

These Forums have been silenced due to political correctness. I.E. fawning to Niga's, fgts, money for old rope.

heck, try ***g0ts, they're made from: Ingredients pigs liver 450 gm onions 2 pc breadcrumbs 100gm suet 75 gm chopped sage 2 tsp salt sq pepper sq Method 1. Mince the liver and onions into a mixing bowl, this can be as fine or as coarse to suit your own tastes 2. Add the breadcrumbs, chopped suet, sage and season with the salt and pepper (it should be quite peppery) 3. Shape the mixture into small balls, if the mixture is too wet more breadcrumbs should be added 4. Place onto a greased oven tin and bake in moderate oven for about 30 minutes 5. Remove ***g0ts and add boiling water and a little flour to the tin to make gravy.

http://www.eye.net/eye/issue/issue_06.24.99/news/photos/necroC24.gif :dfinger: Think you're Elton Long or w0t Fatso?

I reckon my mobile phone is trying to teach me some manners, or i am going crackers. I've saved the word 'cunt' to my auto-spell dictionary about a thousand times, and yet every time i go to write it in a text message - probably a lot more often than a bloke should - it's disappeared. and 'aunt' just doesn't have the same effect. what's the deal? why can't i save 'cunt' to my phone? is it a conspiracy? has it been deemed "too offensive" for texts? why is nokia suddenly the arbiter of social etiquette? I want answers! I have no problem with the word 'cunt'. in fact i love it. that's right. i love 'cunt'. I love it for its literal meaning. I love it for what it represents. I love it for its vulgarity. I love it for the fact that it is still more or less socially taboo. I love it for it's very sound, a sound that resonates from the throat with clicky vim. once again with the chorus: I love 'cunt'. I love fucking it, I love feeling it, I love spitting on it, I just love it. There are few other words as versatile as 'cunt'. apart from being vulgar slang for the female genital organs, it is a verb, noun and adjective all in one. its almost as wonderfully adaptable as 'schmitz'. almost. Here are some examples of how you too can incorporate 'cunt' into every day conversation: 1) to imply being 'ripped off': Ben: so, how much did you get the new car for? Ted: i got cunted! 2) to describe someone you don't like very much: Ben: my ex-girlfriend is a dodgy cunt. 3) to describe someone you do like very much while also appealing to the youth of today: Fred: She's a fully sick cunt. 4) when addressing a good friend in an endearing and playful manner: Bert: hey cunty! Dick: hey asshole! And so i have a message for the makers of my phone. free speech is the right of the people. i will not be silenced. you dictatorial cunts.

Go eat a fucking cat, and rifk even louder lad.

excellent stuff, well done.

That's until you shag one of 'em.

for the simple and only reason you started a fight in a bar the other day, and got off lightly.

Still, oyu must be a nigga luvver.

what's it feel like to be ex-myg0t, and still wanna to talk shit? http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/40722000/jpg/_40722967_002499.jpg

heh......

http://www.nervenmonster.de/halloween/t-shirt-dick.jpg

hokey, I'll yust say nigga in future, waht abuot those Jewish cunt's then?

This forum has been silenced by political correctness, and fawning to n-i-g-g-e-r-s.

http://www.resist.com/CARTOON%20GALLERY/******S/nig_image25.jpg

Coz I'm currently drunk. http://www.thatvideosite.com/view/624.html

http://213.186.36.10/~al/alstudio/cv/en.htm

http://home.att.net/~howingtons/gop/lott.gif I mean, for fuck's sake, this wurd is now banned or wot?

ich mag neger's ueberhaupt nicht. deswegen schreib ich das hier. ihr seit's so bloed, das n-i-g-g-e-r bei euch verboten ist, aber die heissen so untereinander. :dfinger:

This sit3's gettin' a right old laff. can't call a spade a spade no longer.

Jews are so nice, that I'd like to greet one for breakfast.