🐮 Lolcow Timothy "TJ" Church / Cowlick - Failed Literotica Writer &/or Null's Best Friend

Clearly, I have both. (Some have even posted multiple places here about being wrong things would have killed me.) Also, Trump & I are each individually in better mental health than you, & likely, many other members here.

Prove me wrong. Also, it's a rule that applies to many things: Those who have it use it. (It's been proven multiple times in multiple cases since the election he failed to win many of the popular votes.)


Actually, being me is usually fine. What I assume sucks is how you feel yourself, being unable to actually suck me or many of the other members of the other members' (read that right; it's not redundant) here.



I am sure I don't think such things, but Trump likely does, consodering how well "Trump University" all went for him.



Which makes me wonder why there is a thread here discussing him, since the same can be said about most members here.

Also, just to slide off-topic a second (though it seems this thread goes off in many tangents many times), maybe some need to edit their posts & think in the future when posting so that nobody again claims there was anything anyone claimed was justification for the Holocaust.

I had zero idea who you were til I saw you in bobs thread

Just reading your very very angry smug response made me laugh. You want the secret to dealing with having a thread? Stop being a cunt.

Also, I have a short literotica for you to read, can you please record you reading it aloud and vocaroo it for us? Thanks
"Just a taste, James," you say as he continues slurping down his gravy. "We both need our breakfast, correct?" Faintly nodding his approval, you get eye level with the yellowed crust flake on his toe. "An appetizer," you say. James eyes light up and he inquires, "where?" Ignoring him, you slide the tip of your tongue up the edge of the flake - a small piece breaks off and becomes soggy. Swallowing it, you tilt your head to the left and align your bottom teeth under the crust, moving slightly forward and shaving off the whole piece. "Mm," James grunts as the flake slides into your mouth, the oniony piece turning spongy. You swallow, but with an audible gulp - as large as it is, it didn't go down easy. "Now for the main course," you say wryly. James' beady eyes dart all over the room past his plate of gravy, looking for a fuller meal. Holding your nose up to the fold of his legs you take a deep smell all the way into your core. Cheese, mayonnaise and the smell of full rot enter your lungs. You gag, but you will not be denied your feast. Taking one of the leg pustules into your mouth, you bite down hard - thick, yellow pus shoots into your throat and strikes your uvula. With the taste of pure rot, your gag helps the half mouthful of disease get down your throat and into your stomach. This feels wonderful, as you haven't eaten in a full day. Finally you pull apart the crux of his legs to reveal half an inch of incredibly thick paste lining the folds. "Laygs" was yelped from the corpulent James, but you barely notice. Sliding a finger across the goop, you happily place your now heavier finger into your mouth and suckle the sour paste down. No longer can you help it and you go hog wild, drinking mouthfuls of what used to be skin and fat down your hungry throat. Stomach full and picking your teeth of bits of stringy flesh, you kiss James deeply through the remnants of sausage and gravy lining his lips. Falling asleep on his huge fatpad, stomach full, well, today was bliss.
 
I had zero idea who you were til I saw you in bobs thread

Just reading your very very angry smug response made me laugh. You want the secret to dealing with having a thread? Stop being a cunt.

Also, I have a short literotica for you to read, can you please record you reading it aloud and vocaroo it for us? Thanks
TJ loves having a thread here. It's his biggest accomplishment in life.
 
@Cowlick like it or not, my headcannon says you are Hirtes. I just easily picture your stupid face under that furfag mask Hirtes wears.

And as for Vordrak, you were the original Null enemy, and Vordrak was clearly the evolution of you. Only difference is Vordrak is actually a dangerous attorney who uses his extremist brain, wheras you use your retard retardedness to get your way.
 
Prove me wrong. Also, it's a rule that applies to many things: Those who have it use it. (It's been proven multiple times in multiple cases since the election he failed to win many of the popular votes.)

Every one of the EC members voted for the person who won the election in that state. Why the fuck would he have to bribe them?
 
It’s a shame your podcast never happened, but my biggest regret is that we never got to hear your content on TJ, which I know was going to be an early episode.
Well, I have 5 more episodes of What Ho! to record.

@ChurchOfGodBear, I agree. I wish Frank had more time to both record and help write. I'm still open to co-hosts, but they need to be the same; open to record on a regular schedule and help write scripts with me. I don't want to sound like a dick, but I can't do it alone.
 
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Why do you need his opinion?! You keep trying to split defense & see what I have between delegs.
And blood-black nothingness began to spin.
A system of cells interlinked within cells interlinked within cells interlinked within one stem.
And dreadfully distinct against the dark, a tall white fountain played.
 
And blood-black nothingness began to spin.
A system of cells interlinked within cells interlinked within cells interlinked within one stem.
And dreadfully distinct against the dark, a tall white fountain played.

Three lines, no meaning.
 
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