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"One would become all the more baffled to find a cockroach in his soup,thistles in his undergarments;depressed even to find himself badly beaten up as he slept,to find his dreams of a landscape business impossible without the use of his arms,(here a brief pause),not to mention poor grades."
Turfa_active thanked the professor and declared his enthusiasm for the Professor's articles on the near nuclear strike against the Zulus. -
Visɧɓuɱe wrote:
And lol'd again 😂😂😂😂 keep it up!Eminent Professor "ShadyKing" stopped reading abd looked up from his papers.He felt that the lecture was a resounding success.Students started to pack their books and file out but the bipolar kid ,(what was his name?....Turfa_active...yes that was it...God,he stinks of fish he thought to himself), remained seated with his forehead knotted in thought.Turfa had been following the lecture about how the nazis teamed up with Hannibal and stormed Troy and now ventured a comment.
"Were not these different ages Prof?",he boldly asked.
"Truth","ShadyKing" said as he casually flicked a snot through the air," truth is for the in imaginative and feeble minded",he continued on seeing Turfa's face scrunch up,"truth is soon forgotten and can destroy the telling if a good tale.Besides,I am your better and your teacher".
"But it's all lies". -
The Lesion entered an antique shop run by the Fox Sisters.He picked up a pepper shaker and examined it.One of the Fox sisters hobbled out from behind the counter immediately."Sir has good taste",she rasped,"an expensive piece once belonging to the Lady Addi."
"I'm not interested.Just looking around".
"Yes of course",but the crone shadowed his steps."A fine silver jug looted from a king's grave perhaps?",her dirty long nails touched the metal almost lewdly. Ignoring the suggestion The Lesion picked up a shawl and looked at her enquiring.
"Ah,woven from the bush of a spinster and you can see that the skin flakes catch the light just so.....1,000 don points will seal the deal".
The Lesion nonchalantly put 25 DP down on the greasy counter.
The crone ripped open her blouse,exposing her tea bags,"Kill me now,for that would be robbery.50 years of prime pube went into that garment!" -
"Bush?!...pube!?I'm shocked!". The crone started to cackle and The lesion ran her through with his sword and picked up his coin,dropping the evil rag onto the moaning face.
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Clambering from the apocalyptic chaos that does so encompass my sordid, miscreant life, to bid thee warm greetings. Brother Vish, you are insanity personified, a true master of vocabulary and with such infinite imagination.
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Haha! Never grows old! Piss myself each time I read lol. Nice one vish
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always love a Vish thread
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Think of eloquence and the name Below-Nadir™ comes to mind immediately.He is the embodiment of articulation.In his recent thread "Would anyone care to explain WTG?" Chuckster Pannikin enlightened him with the meaning:What The Golly. Below-Nadir shuns conspicuous vulgarities and compares bad grammar to the advent of the apocalypse.Busy as of late with his lucubrations ,he confesses to have been off the grid game-wise and thus is stupefied by the decline and fall of his beloved league whom he charges with breaking faith with their retail agent.Limp hand to forehead,red weepy eyes bulging,cheeks a ruddy glow from a lattice work of broken veins,chin struck out,he defiantly shakes a fist at the Moon Alliance,whom he sees as his antagonists,with the odd pelvic thrust for good measure and dramatic effect.Thus go things in the mirror TW land.
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Visɧɓuɱe wrote:
👍😂Think of eloquence and the name Below-Nadir™ comes to mind immediately.He is the embodiment of articulation.In his recent thread "Would anyone care to explain WTG?" Chuckster Pannikin enlightened him with the meaning:What The Golly. Below-Nadir shuns conspicuous vulgarities and compares bad grammar to the advent of the apocalypse.Busy as of late with his lucubrations ,he confesses to have been off the grid game-wise and thus is stupefied by the decline and fall of his beloved league whom he charges with breaking faith with their retail agent.Limp hand to forehead,red weepy eyes bulging,cheeks a ruddy glow from a lattice work of broken veins,chin struck out,he defiantly shakes a fist at the Moon Alliance,whom he sees as his antagonists,with the odd pelvic thrust for good measure and dramatic effect.Thus go things in the mirror TW land.
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Another fine addition master vish 😂😂
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As eloquent as ever my good bard, I could hear a lute playing as this story was sung in a medieval manner....
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Hyena wrote:
And Hyena,Below-Nadir™ would use that lute across his alternate self's crown!Why the English Queen mother herself would blanch and cringe in her grave,may she rest in peace,to hear English so ill-used.The offender should attend to his school lessons or haul himself back to school whichever be the case and,of course,refrain from posting gibberish.As eloquent as ever my good bard, I could hear a lute playing as this story was sung in a medieval manner....
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...Finlay 😏
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Awesome thread!
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Couldn't stop reading once I started! Keep going Vish! 👍👏
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Kicking a stone on my way to the local harem that doubled as a sweet shop,I spied a dozing figure,with only a loin-cloth to cover its modesty,under a gooseberry shrub.I went over to it and bent forward so as to inspect it all the better.It bore not one but two heads! One head,the right sided one,boasted bony ridges that formed a crest of sorts.Its eyes were closed and the mouth,a mere orifice,had gooseberry juice globules comparable to weeping blisters.A tuft of bristles crowned its cranium.The other head would have been a lot fairer to look at if not for the pouches that blossomed around its eye holes.Its hair was one big coil.Red lipstick marked it as a female.The arm,presumably,pertaining to the left head lay almost possessively over the other's tube.
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The chest area which had a breast was tatooed with a pair of names within a love-heart done in indigo coloured ink.It read Cris loves Miss Cris.I picked up a stick with the thought to lift the piece of cloth but the creature started to stir so I moved off in haste and set off to buy some candy without a backward glance.
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Visɧɓuɱe wrote:
I can only imagine the comments from capo about the tattoo 😂😂The chest area which had a breast was tatooed with a pair of names within a love-heart done in indigo coloured ink.It read Cris loves Miss Cris.I picked up a stick with the thought to lift the piece of cloth but the creature started to stir so I moved off in haste and set off to buy some candy without a backward glance.
Keep up the good work Vish!
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TW mad libs
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The foremost conflict that outmatched even the celestial wars that wage now upon Htrae's WT was one noted for its excess.One party claimed an island as its homeland while the other as its play park.The culminating battle is one to set many an anus to quiver and pucker in a squelching panic. Masses of Celestials marched from the northern end of the island where a less numerous band of battle hardened though haggard warriors gathered awaiting the onslaught.Swelling and contracting like seething ants,the Celestials appeared,outlined against the horizon,with snipers fanning out before them.The setting was a hillock where roiling clouds pierced by shafts of sunlight added a certain poignancy to the proceedings.The battle raged with neither side appearing to gain advantage.Many expended themselves,with combat initially a case of isolated blows and duels,intense their nature.Fighting spirits tested,some withdrew for others to take their place.
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Burning slowly the battle was a showpiece for valour,cowardice,excellence and stupidity which gave an inkling as to how things might come to pass.A battle of attrition ensued in the titanic struggle.But by nightfall,the southerners fell into a slumber,as was their habit,where the northern host fell upon them like a people possessed,venting screams of hysterical glee and quickly set to work to destroy the lines established by their hated adversary and onwards to their previously safe back lines and so ended the final battle and with it this epic war.The southern order,exhausted,disintegrated but a few survivors became canny mercenaries who were cherry picked by the victors who had set upon themselves such was their lust for fighting,while others bemoaned their plight and either retired to far-off places to set up their own fiefdoms or reset thus removing themselves from WT.
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OttNo?
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Nope. Crazy shit tho... damn I feel old reading all this.
Bed. Maybe clarity will come in sleep...
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OttoNorse wrote:
Nope. Crazy shit tho... damn I feel old reading all this.
Bed. Maybe clarity will come in sleep...
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DML you are old 🤣
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This is the best smut i ever read
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Razilla Killa wrote:
That’s Vishbume for you 🤘🏻🤖🤘🏻master of literatureThis is the best smut i ever read
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Many a lacklustre would-be comic wander blindly into town and think to make noise,unaware or simply unheedful of an established community.They might speak with a menagerie of cheap hand puppets but all the drivel spills from the same orifice.They readily reveal the unworldliness of the beyond with their crude croaks,where one might feel rather depressed to think such creatures yet exist in defiance of natural selection.The puppeteer in question is one disgruntled,a person torn between the question of chasteness and defilement,quite unsure as to the charge of each suspect accusation. In WT,the voice of legally2991€ is one of consummate reason where wisdom is readily dispensed free of charge and the name Finlay a synonym of camaraderie.
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Keep it going vish! This is the best 😂
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