Boyah Noir: POST, FUCKERS

[Andrew1911]

Oh God a sponge bath...

And what made you decide to add Ripster and Unagi?  Really unpredictable. caterpie;

Don't worry, your sexy scene with JMV, water, and a sponge is coming soon.  flower;

[Daddy]

I love this thread and story.

[Himu]

Don't worry, your sexy scene with JMV, water, and a sponge is coming soon.  flower;

Please tell me you're not serious...

[Andrew1911]

Please tell me you're not serious...

We won't tell it but we will suggest it heavily through suggestive imagery such as a mountain exploding and a rocket going into space. hope you like italians ^_^

[Himu]

We won't tell it but we will suggest it heavily through suggestive imagery such as a mountain exploding and a rocket going into space. hope you like italians ^_^

Okie.  And I love italians. ^_^

[Andrew1911]

Chapter Blargh: huh what

JMV ran out of the hospital and hopped onto the back of a trolley. JMV wouldn't see that bastard trolley guy ever again... The trolley stopped at a costume store and JMV knew what he had to do. He bought himself a fake moustache, those funny eyeglasses with the huge eyes, and a fake nose. JMV was a master of disguise. Even his own mother couldn't recognize him. JMV walked outside and realized that the people after him could find him by his cast and knew what he had to do...

JMV went inside a bathroom stall and slammed his cast against the wall until it broke open. The pain was excruiating and JMV screamed many expletives involving Jews, goats, and a diseased rat. JMV washed his arm and held at an angle where it felt comfortable. Finally, JMV's disguise was complete. Now, he had to infilitrate the mob. Only they could have hired the assassins for the job.

JMV walked into Weitzman's old place and talked to the bartender. JMV said, "Excuse me, barkeep... Where may I find a Mafia guy? I'm looking to get myself in into these events." The bartender said, "Oh, he's in the basement. The password is 'lol'. It's the boss's new thing." JMV pondered the password and walked down the stairs to the Mafia's secret headquarters. He knocked on the door and a voice said, "Password?" JMV said, "lol." The door opened and the mob boss was protected by five guys.

The mob boss spoke, "omg hei how u duin???" JMV said, "Uh... I'm doing fine, I guess." The mob boss said, "omg thats coolz rolfcoptor now i amz lawlz i amz boss caz anjew get pwned lolz!11!11 u wantz teh jobz d00dz????" JMV answered, "Uh... Sure." The mob boss commanded, "kay boot 4st u r gunna have to armz wrassle mez" JMV began to sweat... How could he arm wrestle him with a broken arm? JMV gingerly put his arm on the table and Lawlz put his arm against his. Lawlz said, "lulz i gotz u armz wrassles is 4 fagzorz"