Judi Dench has ruined me

rufio

rufio

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I'm trying to watch Chronicles of Riddick and every time she says "universe" or "someplace else" or something else SSE related, I get all giggly like I need to be institutionalized. I think SSE has ruined Riddick for me and that makes me sad... But I still love both. Sorry for the crazy.
 
George

George

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Spikerdink said:
I thought this was going to be one of those sad, heartbreaking love stories..... oh, well.
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Ahhh....Mr. Spiderdink, I was prepared to ignore this thread until your post opened up my soul. Now, I must tell the message board of the burden I bear, the story of Dench and me. I was her boy toy for 3.5 amazing years. I saw the world and lived the jet set lifestyle and in exchange I had to give my body over to her lustful urges 5-7 times a day. It was quite the deal. When she sensed that I had a wandering eye, she began to enable and in the end even overtly encourage a burgeoning crystal meth addiction to keep me at bay. Over time, the physical decay caused by the addiction was startlingly. I believe the inevitable putrefaction of the mouth was the last straw and she turned me out like stray mutt. I now live in the sewers of London with other lost urchins, only surfacing in the early morning when my grate is no longer home to rats. Tuesday's and Thursday's are the worst since my benefactor doesn't leave a fresh Times of London for me to use as a blanket. I now must end this tale, since the owner of this, one of the few remaining internet cafes, is rightly sensing that I will not pay. Do not worry @vitani88, you had no idea...I now bid you all adieu.
 
Hakunamatata

Hakunamatata

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George said:
Ahhh....Mr. Spiderdink, I was prepared to ignore this thread until your post opened up my soul. Now, I must tell the message board of the burden I bear, the story of Dench and me. I was her boy toy for 3.5 amazing years. I saw the world and lived the jet set lifestyle and in exchange I had to give my body over to her lustful urges 5-7 times a day. It was quite the deal. When she sensed that I had a wandering eye, she began to enable and in the end even overtly encourage a burgeoning crystal meth addiction to keep me at bay. Over time, the physical decay caused by the addiction was startlingly. I believe the inevitable putrefaction of the mouth was the last straw and she turned me out like stray mutt. I now live in the sewers of London with other lost urchins, only surfacing in the early morning when my grate is no longer home to rats. Tuesday's and Thursday's are the worst since my benefactor doesn't leave a fresh Times of London for me to use as a blanket. I now must end this tale, since the owner of this, one of the few remaining internet cafes, is rightly sensing that I will not pay. Do not worry @vitani88, you had no idea...I now bid you all adieu.
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A testimony to your dedication to this site that you remain a Premium Contributor through all your hardship....
 
Spikerdink

Spikerdink

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George said:
Ahhh....Mr. Spiderdink, I was prepared to ignore this thread until your post opened up my soul. Now, I must tell the message board of the burden I bear, the story of Dench and me. I was her boy toy for 3.5 amazing years. I saw the world and lived the jet set lifestyle and in exchange I had to give my body over to her lustful urges 5-7 times a day. It was quite the deal. When she sensed that I had a wandering eye, she began to enable and in the end even overtly encourage a burgeoning crystal meth addiction to keep me at bay. Over time, the physical decay caused by the addiction was startlingly. I believe the inevitable putrefaction of the mouth was the last straw and she turned me out like stray mutt. I now live in the sewers of London with other lost urchins, only surfacing in the early morning when my grate is no longer home to rats. Tuesday's and Thursday's are the worst since my benefactor doesn't leave a fresh Times of London for me to use as a blanket. I now must end this tale, since the owner of this, one of the few remaining internet cafes, is rightly sensing that I will not pay. Do not worry @vitani88, you had no idea...I now bid you all adieu.
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I knew behind that kind, British front was an evil beast who used young, virile men for nothing but carnal . I can see why you cling to Disney - your chance to reclaim that lost innocence, find the magic of youth that was so cruelly, cruelly stolen from you....

You poor, poor boy. My heart breaks for you.

The thing that I don't understand is why would she turn you out over bad teeth? I mean, I have seen British teeth, and oy, George Washington's wooden teeth were more attractive. I think it wasn't so much the teeth as it was how you cried yourself to sleep at night. I think she preferred the more proper British 'stiff upper lip'. Keep it inside, man, keep it inside.

I will forever boycott SSE now that I know how she treated you. I couldn't bear to hear her say, 'Remember how easy it was to learn your ABCs? Thank the phonecians....they invented them' without shedding a tear over your lost youth. Damn that dame.
 
Cmdr_Crimson

Cmdr_Crimson

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Funny when I hear her I think of Mrs Calloway from Home on The Range..
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juniorthomas

juniorthomas

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George said:
Ahhh....Mr. Spiderdink, I was prepared to ignore this thread until your post opened up my soul. Now, I must tell the message board of the burden I bear, the story of Dench and me. I was her boy toy for 3.5 amazing years. I saw the world and lived the jet set lifestyle and in exchange I had to give my body over to her lustful urges 5-7 times a day. It was quite the deal. When she sensed that I had a wandering eye, she began to enable and in the end even overtly encourage a burgeoning crystal meth addiction to keep me at bay. Over time, the physical decay caused by the addiction was startlingly. I believe the inevitable putrefaction of the mouth was the last straw and she turned me out like stray mutt. I now live in the sewers of London with other lost urchins, only surfacing in the early morning when my grate is no longer home to rats. Tuesday's and Thursday's are the worst since my benefactor doesn't leave a fresh Times of London for me to use as a blanket. I now must end this tale, since the owner of this, one of the few remaining internet cafes, is rightly sensing that I will not pay. Do not worry @vitani88, you had no idea...I now bid you all adieu.
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