August 24, 2005
Before I remember, check out the new pics in the Friends folder, these are courtesy of Erin. Make sure yall check out the one where Thunderlips Fu Manchu is in full effect. Today I will attempt a response to some comments received from of the esteemed fans of this here site. Hope you didnt think your comments would remain private. (Due to the controversial statements, names and faces have been disguised) Here we go.
Name: Derrick
Comments: I am glad to hear that you had a fantastic day at the gym! Love the comment about D-focker. Guess you heard about his torrid elder hook-up.
Yes, thank you. The gym is always a fantastical place. Yes, this torrid elder hookup has been the subject of much controversy here at the Thunderlips website. But...In all fairness, D-focker has been made aware and given an oppurtunity to respond to these allegations. On to our next commenter.
Name: Jazzercise
Comments: Hey Thunderlips, You must be really bored up there! However, the website is awesome! The Guestbook won't work on Derrick's or my computer, just thought you might want to know...if there is a problem. I personally liked the pixs! Didn't know you had muscles? And the one of D-focker in camo proved everyone's theory that he is a freaking hot piece of fruit! Oh yes and if you need some Adult Incontinence Diapers, Don't order them!...I can steal some for you from work! Great Job with website so far!! It's on my favorites list! TTYL
Ahh yes, the old boredom question. Actually, I have so much to do, and no motivation to do it. Attribute it to my "I dont care" attitude toward graduate school, well maybe life. I can tell you the attitude is great. I am still in my training under the great Sith Master, Smasher. He has taught me much. In regards to the Guestbook, I am on top of that. Apparently the website hosting the guestbook is having PMS. The issue should be resolved in a day or four. You didnt know I had muscles? That better be sarcastic. We all know Thunderlips is one hot steaming piece of solid stainless steel. If you would like to see the muscles in person, I can arrange an encounter. Ohh, I just crapped in my pants, steal me those diapers already. Thanks for moving us up to the favorites list. Hope to here more from you in the future.
Name: Smasher
Comments: Hey where's Lester? That sumabich owes me treefity! I met him and D-Man at the pickle park and never got the check in the mail. All I got was crabs from that Tom Cruise look-a-like! You MOTHERF***s! I will eat your hearts! I want to give a shout out to Mooter. I heard he is going to get plugs! Great site here Thunderlips! I love Ron! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
My great lord, Smasher. I have been tracking Lester, I think he is currently sleeping on T-dog's couch...... naked. You need to stop your job as the lot lizard, but I will see what we can do about Lester. Were the crab's tasty? Did you dip them in butter before devouring? We need a before and after picture of MOOTER. Hugs and Kisses to you too there Smasher.
And without further much ado about nothing, we have actually received some feedback from the D-focker himself. Hold on to your panties there folks, THE D_MAN'S PREMIERE
Name: D. Bagg
Comments: D. Bagg (a.k.a D-Man, a.k.a D-Focker) here. Yes, unfortunately I have been forced to temporarily return to my home planet of tatoone, errr Wilkes-Barre.
But that's what happens when you run out of money and the manager of the sports club you were working at in Philadelpia finds you the next morning covered by towels and sound asleep in the women's locker room, with Dorrito's nacho cheese still on your face from the gourmet meal you had from the vending machine, because you can't afford a decent meal. Apparently, not having a place to eat or sleep doesn't give one the excuse to spend the night in his place of employment, even though he has the key and locked up at 11:00pm the night before. It probably wouldn't have even been that bad if it wasn't for the fact that I was sleeping naked with nothing more than a tube sock around my johnson, which at the time of my discovery was extremely...
Hard evidence might be a little tricky to attain in order to prove the "Letters to Penthouse" experience I had with an older women two weekends ago. It is in fact very much true however, and D. Baggs' good friend The Prof can vouch for him. And having never engaged in sexual relations in a beauty salon before, D. Baggs can assure his best mates Thunderlips, Tim Dogg and Smasher that it was an unbelievable experience. It was topical! It was errotic! I give it a 9.5. Oh, and all the mirrors and swivel chairs really came in handy too! D. Bagg felt like Christian Bale in American Psycho, minus the video camera and insatiable lust to kill. While D. Bagg works on getting some pics of the aforementioned beauty salon, Thunderlips should take it upon himself to pick up a nice college co-ed this weekend, take her back to his place and straight pound that shiznit. Thunderlips your about to explode my friend! So go out there and get some strange...
As for smasher, if I don't see you, just keep truck---keepin' on truckin. You're just livin' the life! Oh, and Ron Bailey called. ..he told me to tell you he want's his panties with the little hearts back. You know how he gets. Tim Dogg, nothin' but love for you and the wifey. Give us a post some time soon. I'm Out! Peace and Love!
WOW, and there it is folks. I dont know what to say. You work on that hard evidence boss. I want a picture of the alleged milf, holding a sign that says, I love Thunderlips. How many kiddies does this milf have? Has she taken you back to meat the parentals? So mirrors and swivel chairs. Let me imagine this one. You were in the chair, on your stomach, while she was giving the old dog the bone? Your really living up to the D. Bagg name now. You tell the prof we here at the Thunderlips site would like to have his input on this matter. Smasher, your still having encounters with Mr. Ronald Bailey? I thought he was being exclusive with me, the cheating bastard. Those little panties are cute though arent they. Well it was great to here from you D. Bagg AKA D-focker AKA D-man AKA .... Ahhh good times, good times.
Well, its getting early, and I need to go check on Ron, he's snoring already. Catch you on the flip-flop.