Appreciation post for the hosts

[Steve]

This is kinda out of nowhere, but last week was a mess, but it 100% wouldn't have even happened if it wasn't for the hosts. I've seen Kat, James and Nicole the most so please excuse me if I've forgotten someone else. I've noticed people only really thank you all when they're evicted so let me throw in a thank you before I eventually get evicted this week. 

We are all stirring in our drama, but we wouldn't even have any drama to sift around in if it wasn't for you all. You have thrown this whole thing together. From designing the layout of the site, to the competitions, to the twists. You haven't just been there from the beginning, you've been actively involved and curious about the game. 

Ill keep this short because I feel anything super long from me starts to become sarcastic and hateful. But, and I feel I speak for everyone, thank you to you all. You've already created a wonderful season and we're not even halfway through yet. If anyone wants to continue this and thank them all as well definitely do so, 

bottom line. You three (maybe more, I deeply apologize if I've missed anyone) have kept this game going and have made a fun atmosphere for us all to have fun, and regardless of how weird we get with our drama, we won't forget that we're only here because of you.

James. Kat. Nicole, everyone else. Thank you all, past all my trollyshit where I just try to annoy people, you three are the real mvps. Again, no real point to this, past a thank you to the people that only seem to get a thank you to the hosts when that person is leaving.

[ika]

aww Steve that's so sweet
with your annoying ass
keep it up..






DO NOT CLICK IF YOU'RE UNDER 18 


Voodoo ----

SPOILER: Click to show

There was a businessman who was getting
ready to go on a long business trip.
He knew his wife was a flirtatious sort,
so he thought he’d try to get her something
to keep her occupied while he was gone,
because he didn’t much like the idea
of her screwing someone else.



So he went to a store that sold
sex toys and started looking around.
He thought about a life-sized sex doll,
but that was too close to another man for him.
He was browsing through the dildos,
looking for something special to please his wife,
and started talking to the old man behind the counter.
He explained his situation, the old man.
“Well, I don’t really know of anything that will do the trick.
We have vibrating dildos, special attachments, and so on,
but I don’t know of anything that will keep her occupied for weeks,
except …” said the old man, and then he stopped.
“Except what?” asked the businessman.
“Nothing, nothing,” said the old man.
“C’mon, tell me! I need something!” protested the businessman.
“Well, sir, I don’t usually mention this, but there is
the ‘voodoo dick,’” the old man said.
“So what’s up with this voodoo dick?” the businessman asked.



The old man reached under the counter,
and pulled out an old wooden box
carved with strange symbols.
He opened it, and there lay a
very ordinary-looking dildo.
The businessman laughed, and said,
“Big fucking deal.
It looks like every other dildo in this shop!
” The old man said,
“But you haven’t seen what it’ll do yet.”
He pointed to a door and said
“Voodoo dick, the door.”
The voodoo dick rose out of its box,
darted over to the door,
and started screwing the keyhole.
The whole door shook with the vibrations,
and a crack developed down the middle.
Before the door could split, the old man said,
“Voodoo dick, get back in your box!”
The voodoo dick stopped, floated back to the box
and lay there, quiescent once more.
The businessman said, “I’ll take it!”
The old man resisted and said it wasn’t for sale,
but he finally surrendered to $700 in cash.
The guy took it home to his wife,
told her it was a special dildo and that to use it,
all she had to do was say,
“Voodoo dick, my pussy.”
He left for his trip satisfied things
would be fine while he was gone.


After he’d been gone a few days,
the wife was unbearably horny.
She thought of several people who
would willingly satisfy her,
but then she remembered the voodoo dick.
She got it out, and said
“Voodoo dick, my pussy!”
The voodoo dick shot to her
crotch and started pumping.
It was great, like nothing
she’d ever experienced before.
After three orgasms, she decided she’d had enough,
and tried to pull it out, but it was stuck in her, still thrusting.
She tried and tried to get it out, but nothing worked.
Her husband had forgot to tell her how to shut it off.
So she decided to go to the hospital to see if they could help.
She put her clothes on, got in the car and started to drive
to the hospital, quivering with every thrust of the dildo.

On the way, another orgasm nearly
made her swerve off the road,
and she was pulled over by a policeman.
He asked for her license, and then asked
how much she’d had to drink.
Gasping and twitching, she explained that
she hadn’t been drinking, but that a
voodoo dick was stuck in her pussy,
and wouldn’t stop screwing.




The officer looked at her for a second,
and then said,







WAIT FOR IT




“Yea, right. Voodoo dick, my ass!”

OUCH that hurt

thanks by Sexy




I said over 18 no babies

[becky]

Suck up

[kelsey]

Jul 8, 2016 23:28:24 GMT becky said:

Suck up

you beat me to it

[cassandra]

wtf

[Steve]

Jul 8, 2016 23:28:24 GMT becky said:

Suck up

Go get hit by another train