Am I in the right forum?

[Michaelangelo]

I think I'm lost. Made a wrong turn at http drive.

[Netami]

Nope, the furries have taken over. Would you like to yiff?

[Michaelangelo]

And so the man moved slowly tossling her hair so gently...like waves of wheat
He kissed her lips, they tasted so sweet
The ground starts to spin, the bliss sets in
So much passion, so much skin
As he looked into her eyes, like shining jewels in the dark
Things came to a stand-still, suddenly she was the shark
Attacking him and devouring him, she wanted more remains
More shining, more spinning, more reflections in the window panes
Then it was all over, just like that
An ending story, pulled out of a hat
He wanted so much more
He got the slamming of the door
But like a cloud of smoke
He then awoke
Was it really what it seemed to be
Could it have been so deep to see
Nothing more or nothing less
Or was it so much more to bless
Like a holy alter, but the eerie silence of a church echo with a mute sound
And nothing in it to be found
Torn like zombies, mindless roaming
Rabid Dogs, mouth foaming
So what is this, who are you
Where is this, what do I do
And we know not this scenario on which we lay ourselves on the table
Like bowls of fruit, willing and able
Ready to be tasted, smelled, slowly extracted from what we think is a soft irony
But then its all just words written in your diary

[Kasarn]

These aren't the droids you're looking for?

[llearch n'n'daCorna]

Hmm. Rhythmic, and reminds me of Aaryanna....

[Michaelangelo]

I had a dance with mephisto one night
She loved the scene, she loved the light
Her madness was enticing, an etiology of her condition
And yet that tune, that deafening tune of a choir rendition
But I couldn't stop dancing, like a consumed artist, hard at work
She took me to where the shadows lurk
I couldn't see her, she didn't appear
But the stare remained like a night so clear
The whailing chorus of the music kept going, the picture now painted
The drink of the water,  so foul and tainted
But I couldn't stop, I was covered in death
The piano kept playing, the wind with vile breath
Tempting, calling,  wanting, I heard it all
I felt myself turn like leaves in the fall
It was a season of me, or a portion of the day
A crowded terrace leading one way
But then it was just all too late
And the fog rolled in like a heavy fate
All that was left was an empty sea
Nothing was left, but a portrait of me

[Netami]

That is not yiffing!

LEARN TO YIFF.

[Rowne]

Oh Netami, be nice!

Don't worry about him, he's just disturbed by the lack of porn on these obviously furry boards.  It defies the ongoing laws of reality, y'know?  I think he's worried that we'll have some kind of inverted collapse in the laws of physics soon and then nothing will matter!

(Oh and just in case I actually have to say it, no, I'm not being serious.)

[lucas marcone]

i do have a poetry corner in the tower of art if youre wondering.

[Netami]

Well on the forum where that person is from, they have really cool stuff. Like racial slurs!

We dont even have one saucy yiff thread.

[Vidar]

Well on the forum where that person is from, they have really cool stuff. Like racial slurs!

We dont even have one saucy yiff thread.

Rule 34 is invoked elsewhere on the internet.

[Kasarn]

Well on the forum where that person is from, they have really cool stuff. Like racial slurs!

We dont even have one saucy yiff thread.

Rule 34 is invoked elsewhere on the internet.

http://clockworkmansion.com/forum/index.php?topic=555.0

[Aridas]

We dont even have one saucy yiff thread.

...What's your problem? As far as I know, you've only started talking like this now.

[Darkmoon]

He's being funny, yo.

I dunno, a little softcore yiffing could do bits of this forum a spot of good...

So long as I don't have to read it

[bill]

I'd complain about getting off topic, but I don't think there was one to begin with.

[thegayhare]

I know A little yiff could do me good
*nods*
yeah...
*kidnaps Netami and drags him into the shadows*

[Rowne]

And then the Universe exploded.

[Vidar]

I know A little yiff could do me good
*nods*
yeah...
*kidnaps Netami and drags him into the shadows*

* shines searchlight on TGH *

Bad TGH, no shadows for you.

[bill]

I know A little yiff could do me good
*nods*
yeah...
*kidnaps Netami and drags him into the shadows*

Oh Gawd, it's awful, oh lawd have mercy!

*faints*

[Rowne]

It's actually not that bad, I had no clue that these positions were possible for beings trapped in organic bodies.  I've new input to file!

[thegayhare]

*Just finished putting the last of the pink ribons on Netami*

[llearch n'n'daCorna]

Real Men Wear Pink!

[bill]

No, they wear blue shirts with white collars.

[Rowne]

Which become pink because they unwisely washed their clothes with their curtains?

[Aridas]

No, they prefer coordinated colors that go with everything else. Or so I was told... I skimmed over the memo and probably missed a detail or two.

[xHaZxMaTx]

And then the Universe exploded.

No, imploding is sooo much better!

Real Men Wear Pink!

In the '80's!

[Rowne]

In the '80's!

There were a lot of styles and trends in the 80's but it didn't really matter because the 80's had grand music and everyone was Kung-Fu fightin'.

... or was that the 70's?  I always get those two mixed up.

[xHaZxMaTx]

I think the kung-fu fightin' took place during the '70's.  Regardless, real men do not wear pink.

[llearch n'n'daCorna]

Obviously you guys haven't read Dominic Deegan.

[Vidar]

I think the kung-fu fightin' took place during the '70's.  Regardless, real men do not wear pink.

http://www.dominic-deegan.com/view.php?date=2004-03-04

Donovan Deegan disagrees with you.