You know if Aquaman was real, this would have happened…
At least until somebody figured out that he could be trained…
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I would love to hook an Aquaman someday. I’d stuff him and mount him over my keyboard. I would also put dark sunglasses on him and practice french kissing occasionally. I know it’s weird. But hey, it’s Aquaman. Fucking Aquaman. Ooops, I swore. Shit.
HA!!!
I no longer know what that means.
Many things to many people, that’s what…
I seem to recall a post where you redefined that poor simple word…
I do that.
There’s no need to be naughty.
More like haughty.
This can only end in slutty.
Nutty?
That’s what she said.
sigh
That’s what she said.
Damn right she did!!!
Aquaman is a crap kisser…dead or alive.
Yeah, he’s super. Super-lame that is.
Yeah, yeah, yeah; he has powers. Rubbish powers that is.
I’m glad there’s someone intelligent to talk to in here.
Hey now.
No worries, I wasn’t talking to you. Oh, now I’m being mean…
No… I get it…
Tell me about it; I dread coming here sometimes, I feel my IQ dropping with each letter I type.
I make you do your own thinking… because I care that much…
That’s what I thought you made me think.
Well, I have been know to steer thoughts now and then, and I initiate quite a few… but other than that.
You and me both brother. But where else are we gonna go, eh? This is a good place with good people. Most of whom are insane.
I am just that addictive… and like any good drug, I kill brain cells.
I wish I could quit you!
HA!!!!!!!!!!
You said it; so it must be true; and it’s true; which is why you said it.
Circular jerk logic…
What did you call me?
No… I meant a… never mind…
My mind just disappeared into that sentence forever.
It’ll be in fine company don’t you worry, and you can visit any time you like.
A brain washing and a swirly at the same time!!! We are breaking new ground.
We need to know if the new ground can take it.
Anything can be broken.
…not my spirit…surely not?!
Like I said…
…i fade…
… to black…
Yeah… that’s where it went…
He talks to the sea animals… but do they listen?
They do listen, and then they tell him to go away; you’re not one of us, they say; you’re a freak, you don’t belong here, and them land lubbers don’t want you neither coz you got them fish lips; the only way you can get a kiss is if someone with trent in their name stuffs you and needs you for practice!
Poor Aquaman.
Oh man…
I know…fish can be mean.
They are so cold blooded.
ha
ah
That’s just mean.
His superpower is talking to fish. Repeat, talking to fish.
It could be worse.
I guess he could talk to birds. Or insects. Oh wait, there’s a guy who does that. They should start a club. The Lame-Ass Superhero Club.
The Doctor Dohardlyanything club.
He has fish lips.
Fish aren’t fussy.
Not usually.
You just need the right positive reinforcement methods, and anyone can be trained.
Tell me about it… do you want a cookie?
I always want a cookie! Dark chocolate would work for me too. And ice cream. And cake… Hmm, yeah, for the right amount of sweets you could train me to do anything.
Careful now…