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Post by Rusty Trosclair on Feb 26, 2004 22:29:33 GMT -5
As I type this, I am talking to Jason Trosclair. He is no longer a resident of the magical fairy land of Winter Park, Florida. Jason has come back to his roots and it living back here on the bayou. What has brought him back, you may ask?
Simply put, me.
We all know about Joe and Jason's relationship, and well, Jason got fed up with Joe's shit. The drinking, the constant beating, the unsolicited sex... you get the grim picture. I guess I know I can offer Jason more than that prick, and Jason has finally come to his senses and came back to me, where he belongs.
You better honor that restraining order, Joe, or you and I might have to take this outside and have "words."
He's mine, and the sooner you realize that, the better.
Thanks.
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Post by endlessjoe on Feb 26, 2004 23:33:28 GMT -5
Sure, he may be back with you for the time being, but he'll never really be yours. I know that his heart belongs to me, and for now he can play his silly little games and fool around with you. But, he'll always wish it was me, and he'll still be thinking of me late at night .... you can never be what he needs, Rusty!
You and I both know you can't rock his ass like I can.
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Post by RikkuSuave on Feb 27, 2004 14:15:59 GMT -5
i say duel to the death. ten paces, turn, and shoot. weapon of choice, potato gun. Winner gets the disco queen.
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Post by Rusty Trosclair on Feb 27, 2004 18:53:41 GMT -5
Fine. Potato guns at ten paces. High noon. The disco queen samurai is as good as mine, and he better LIKE it.
Thanks.
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Post by Maximmatt on Feb 28, 2004 7:03:03 GMT -5
Dueling potato guns? What are we, savages? What ever happened to a good old fashioned chocolate pudding wrestling match? Where's the love?
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Post by Shiitake Mushroom-head on Feb 28, 2004 8:24:58 GMT -5
Jason Trosclair returning to the bayou is a critical turning point in the prophecies. I have read them and this tells that the end is nigh....REPENT!! For the Prodigal Trosclair is returned!
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Post by RikkuSuave on Feb 28, 2004 13:47:38 GMT -5
Dueling potato guns? What are we, savages? What ever happened to a good old fashioned chocolate pudding wrestling match? Where's the love? okay okay, before the duel, we'll cover them in chocolate pudding. fair enough? |
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Post by endlessjoe on Feb 28, 2004 22:15:17 GMT -5
You know what, you hairy ho? You can have him!
My fury is now turned at Rikku. Her signature is a direct declaration of war.
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Post by RikkuSuave on Feb 29, 2004 23:05:23 GMT -5
lol what, dont like italians?
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Post by endlessjoe on Feb 29, 2004 23:18:00 GMT -5
I'm so Italian, I bleed marinara sauce.
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Post by RikkuSuave on Mar 1, 2004 16:03:30 GMT -5
that's handy, in case you're stranded on a deserted island, with nothing but pasta and sea food.
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Post by Jason/Peppito on Mar 1, 2004 22:58:23 GMT -5
Rusty and Joe....look....the both of you are simply making it harder on me! I don't know who I want! I love you both!
But just because someone is gonna win this fight, doesnt mean I'm gonna go with the winner.....
Remember that!
Josh Robert...I love you dearly!
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Post by Shiitake Mushroom-head on Mar 2, 2004 7:54:34 GMT -5
Thats right, Jason loves me. No matter who wins the Cardosi / Trosclair world heavy weight title fight, I will be taking the prize home with me. You two will fight over sloppy seconds, thats all. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
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Post by Rusty Trosclair on Mar 2, 2004 10:13:04 GMT -5
That's where you're wrong Joshua. There ain't nothing sloppy abbout Jason's sweet muffin ass. Mmm-mmm, bitch!
Thanks.
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Post by Jason/Peppito on Mar 2, 2004 14:05:19 GMT -5
I'm gonna wear a skirt for fight night. A skirt and no panties. That way, WHOEVER I choose as the REAL winner, will have easy access to my pot of gold.
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