by Typus May 31, 2005
"Bugger!" he whined, throwing the book down in disgust amongst his pile of dog-eared and semen-encrusted 'Chicks with Dicks' magazines. "I wish George and Tony were here now."
by Typus June 02, 2005
In an instant, Palmer's life flashed before his eyes. Regrets, he'd had a few. But then again, too few to mention. His first regret was that in a hypomanic state preparing his assault team for combat, he had forgotten to put on his black combat boots. Instead, he was lying on the ground, dieing in his ‘The Wiggles’ socks. Secondly, he had never shared his seed with the one love of his life, Nagem.
by Typus June 01, 2005