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Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Sweetheart: <logged off>
tmeash: eep
nukleocide: you know what that means?
nukleocide: I might not have to go to work
noraarezsne (12:34:58 AM): that'd be fun
Red Dead Romance (12:35:01 AM): AKA Aaron Enszer getting his ass beat dowwwnn
noraarezsne (12:35:11 AM): oooooo
noraarezsne (12:35:14 AM): fightin words
Red Dead Romance (12:35:15 AM): 147 lines, biatch
Red Dead Romance (12:35:18 AM): Haha
noraarezsne (12:35:30 AM): what? thats it?
noraarezsne (12:35:38 AM): you know it maxs out at 999 right
noraarezsne (12:35:43 AM): and i just go by score from there
Red Dead Romance (12:35:44 AM): Haha.
noraarezsne (12:36:03 AM): i spend abnpout 11 hours of play on my eendless marathon
noraarezsne (12:36:21 AM): im not shitting you, i'll show you my high score some time lol
Red Dead Romance (12:36:35 AM): Tell you what man, if that doesn't get you laid, nothing will.
grencez: her friends are much lamer than both of you combined
Declan: The thought of her getting high at a party where everyone is drunk while I sit at home and code Perl or something is kind of too much to bear
CyanFlux: maybe try coding something in c
Azral J B: they didn't contrast well, you might want to consider changing the snare to something, or dampening the reverb
Azral J B: I love the clean guitar line though
Azral J B: and the bass line
nukleocide: so overall it's good? :)
Azral J B: I just started listening to it
nukleocide: I recorded my friend playing the guitar
Azral J B: I'm giving you a live review =P
Azral J B: it's really cool soundinhg
Azral J B: but yeah, make the reverb effect on both starting instruments or neither, see which sounds better
Azral J B: that was the only thing that threw me off
Azral J B: other than that, it's very cool
Azral J B: kind of Moby meets the 28 days later soundtrack =)
Azral J B: oh wow, nice stuff in the middle with the distortion line and all the layers
Azral J B: this is a sexy track
Azral J B: time for work
Azral J B: later man
nukleocide: thanks for the input
Some1: <- old affiliate
Some1: ssope.net
nukleocide: hi
some1 is now known as Some1.
nukleocide: I'd probably have to see an older layout to recognize you ha
Some1: your buttosn been on my site for like 6 months and mine has been on yours for well 6months too, i just checked now and its off
Some1: so just givin ya your IM
Some1: button
Some1: http://www.ssope.com/Sub_Index/Affiliates/AffiliateButton.gif
Some1: please do not hotlink
nukleocide: lol
Some1: ?
nukleocide: how many visitors do you get
Some1: my anayltics is grounded
Some1: gota add the new urchin code
Some1: i get a lot and will have a shit load after GoodLuck 4 goes out
Some1: http://www.forums.sevenz.net/index.php?s=9c8505f72f7b21669b004ba9d93061ea&showtopic=187
Some1: that is goodluck 4
Some1: twice the potency of sub7
nukleocide: heh
Some1: so you gona re-add me or what
nukleocide: I don't think our sites have anything in common
nukleocide: you're an AIM/VB6 hacker and I'm a web developer
Some1: im not a vb6 hacker, im a programmer, i dont do AIM anylonger
Some1: i just use to, now i code things that break stuff
Some1: high explosives
Some1: thats what i do
nukleocide: black hat
Some1: indeed
Some1: your sites been around for a long time, i could use you as an affiliate
nukleocide: I used to find that stuff entertaining but now I'm trying to help the world instead
Some1: i enjoy hopping the fence, never spent much time building them
Some1: plus, its easier to hop a fence than it is to build them
nukleocide: correct
Some1: and its more fun
nukleocide: just like its easier to bang a fat chick than a hot one :p
Some1: by like 1000
nukleocide: nah
Some1: see the thing is
Some1: i code around mcafee
Some1: in 67 lines
Some1: i break their barriers to the point where i make them look like fisherprice fences
nukleocide: kick fucking ass
Some1: lol
nukleocide: probably the reason you're not on my affiliates lol
Some1: oh come on
Some1: i was
nukleocide: I create, you destroy
Some1: for awhile
nukleocide: true
Some1: ya but without me, you guys got nothing to do :-p
Some1: people like me*
nukleocide: lol
Some1: see, ya need me
Some1: whats a plane without gravity
nukleocide: I was pretty good at PHP and MySQL injections for a while
Some1: i was never good at PHP or MySQL injects for awhile
nukleocide: it's a rockit ship
Some1: im an executable based kinda guy
Some1: besides GoodLuck 4, my BIOS virus is my brain child
nukleocide: do you make good money
Some1: changes volatage conversions to 0@0
Some1: shortages out your power supply
Some1: then the heat sink fan rotations per second gets changed to 0
nukleocide: boring
Some1: a virus that destroys hardware
nukleocide: do you make money
Some1: is not boring
Some1: ya
nukleocide: age?
Some1: my BIOS virus destroys hardware, that i dont make money off of
Some1: does age = merit?
nukleocide: nope
Some1: there are 70 year old bumbs on the street
nukleocide: boring
nukleocide: age?
Some1: relevance?
Some1: im 18
Some1: what the hell that have anything to do with it
Some1: this an interview?
nukleocide: sure is
nukleocide: you came to me wanting something
Some1: lol
nukleocide: that makes it an interview
Some1: to re-add my button it should have been there
Some1: it was there
Some1: for a long time
Some1: this is the first time i checked and it wasnt there
nukleocide: yup
nukleocide: came down maybe a month ago
nukleocide: I'm trying to only have web development or music development sites
Some1: so you gona re-add me or not, wana take care of this while my notepad and FTP are open
Some1: im executable development
nukleocide: lolpad
nukleocide: notepad
Some1: ya, im not good with web based stuff, i really only fuck with notepad for html
Some1: well rounded people make horrible specialits
nukleocide: and less money
Some1: wrong
nukleocide: my whole site is notepad too
Some1: you dont hire a well rounded person
Some1: you hire a specialist
Some1: you go to college to bee a specialist
Some1: to specialize in something
Some1: those who have corners pass
Some1: the round ones roll away and apply for generic jobs that suit their generic education
nukleocide: exactly which is why specialists make better money
Some1: oh, i misread what you said
Some1: i thought you were saying well rounded people make more money
Some1: my badZORZ
nukleocide: omgloz
Some1: lol
nukleocide: what do you do for fun
Some1: program
Some1: programming is my hobby
Some1: i mean besides smokin bud with my buddies
Some1: how about you
nukleocide: bar hopping and music production
Some1: ah
Some1: see i have no rythem, im tone deaf, cant play any instruments, probably couldnt play the tamboreen
nukleocide: ha
Some1: play guitar hero using 100% eye-hand coordination
nukleocide: but you can smoke pot and play guitar hero
Some1: mind as well play it on mute
Some1: pot enhances my eye hand coordination
Some1: my listening a little
Some1: but not enough to where it would be at a normal persons level or hearing
Some1: i was born without that part of my brain
Some1: ill tell you what pot did though, destroyed my short term memory
nukleocide: maybe you should quit
Some1: can barely remember peoples names, unless i meet them 10 times, cant spell worth a shit neither
Some1: maybe you should add my site
Some1: you need a black hat
Some1: diversity
nukleocide: where do you work
Some1: for ssope Laboratiories
Some1: i code programs for them
Some1: im a full time student
Some1: you gona add me or what?
nukleocide: you should pay me to make you a new site
nukleocide: then I can list you under clients
nukleocide: hows that
Some1: you know the guy that made the pet rock made a million dollars?
Some1: i think he went about doing buisness like you just did too
nukleocide: ha
Some1: hey, it might even work
Some1: probably not within this IM window though
Some1: i do everything myself
nukleocide: http://renownedmedia.com/portfolio seems to be working for me
Some1: my site reflects my web skills, my programs reflect my programming skills
Some1: my site servers as an online storage bin for them
Some1: i do not take pride in my site
Some1: its a storage bin for my true gold
Some1: so yes or no
nukleocide: http://renownedmedia.com/clients/esotericcode/ maybe I can sell you sevenz old layout lol
Some1: im not buying anything, ive never bought a single thing during the past 8 years ive been online
Some1: i mean online and programming
Some1: made my first booter 8 years ago
Some1: havent paid for hosting
Some1: a domain
Some1: any software
Some1: havent had to purchase porn, nothing
Some1: i take things
Some1: crack software, get porn accounts, have an inside connection for my hosting, an "invester" bought my domains
Some1: i sell things when im at my computer chair
nukleocide: why don't you steal a template instead of having a crappy site
Some1: its not that bad
nukleocide: excuse me
Some1: should i retype it in brail
nukleocide: yes
Some1: ;;;;.;.;.;.;.;.;.;.;.;
Some1: p
Some1: so im guessing you are not going to add me, and just wanted to sit on a make belive pedistool and interigate me
Some1: good day
nukleocide: peace
nukleocide: good luck with that vb6 stuff
Some1: i code better trojans in visual basic than anyone ive ever met
nukleocide: I develop better database applications in notepad than anyone I've ever met
Some1: well i took your "vb6 stuff" as a condesending comment like "go make some mud pies"
Some1: thats why i said that
nukleocide: easter eggs aren't easter eggs if you have them on your website for everyone to find!
Some1: lol
Some1: good point
Some1: those are ones people submitted
Some1: i didnt post them until someone found it
Some1: da source code is there if youd like to see how i programmed a year ago. Only say that because GoodLuck 4 is a totally different beast. This is an understatement: GoodLuck 4 is 8 times the trojan that GoodLuck 3 was
Some1: the internet has yet to see a trojan with an integreated network that can walk from server to server in runtime, first trojan with an open source protocol
Some1: first trojan for 16 other things as well
Some1: working on converting the server into python, which would mean you could trojan anything from a PC to a mac, all the way to trojaning a palm pilote
Some1: hacking pocket devices is hacking of the tommorow, today
nukleocide: sweet
Some1: oh indeed
Some1: spent 6 months on this bad boy
Some1: hope for it to go out thursday
nukleocide: http://www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net/c.cgi?u=fashion
Some1: why?