How much your hatred gives me sweet dirty pleasure :D

Correct, but we're Protestants. The kind who don't use prophylactics, counter to Monte Python's The Meaning Of Life.

 

Like those old voyeurs outside my window? I'll tell y'all: It's a curse to live on the first floor.

 

Oh, for them I wrapped that shit up. I'm not ready for kids, or chlamydia, just yet. Probably I'll never be ready for chlamydia though.

 

The day any man is ready for chlamydia is the day hell freezes, thaws out, and fills with candy.

 

Well would you rather have chlamydia or be assraped by big hairy trucksdrivers?

 

I agree with DE. Living on the countryside may have it's downsides, but when you can go around in whatever fashion you want in your backyard, doing whatever you want, you feel quite good with yourself. And, since my nearest neighbours live about 500 metres away (they can't see me anyway because of the wall of pine-trees in the way), I can do all kinds of stuff without anybody noticing or giving a damn.

 

You don't feel insecure about animals watching your genitals?

 

No, I don't feel insecure when animals watches my wang. But I can understand why you'd feel uncomfortable about it.

 

You needn't explain yourself.
My parrot's seen me having sex, and now she won't stop with the noises.

 

That must be quite embarrassing when you have guests come over. Or do you kill them and chop them after your hospitable dinner?

 

I'd like to eat dinner at Grosses house just to see his face go red when the parrot starts making them sounds ^^

 

Naw. I'll probably just chew it like the rest of the meal. I'm really in for trying new things. And I haven't tried human yet.

 

Imagine a slow-roasted pig. They're pretty damn tasty.

 

Damn right they are, i'm personally a bigger fan of slow roasted lamb or even better, spit-rpasted.

 

Who said anything about the cleaver being sharp?