The person above me is naked and pleasuring herself with Jelly Beans...O.o

Not only is the person above me not seeing me (for I am not naked!), what he's actually looking at is this guy:

 

Omg, what the hell is that, person above me? O.O

The person above me just shat himself seeing that.

The person above me is correct...O.O

The person above me is going to give himself eye strain if he doesn't blink soon.

the person twice above me really should start blingking

The person above me should have heeded that fortune cookie.

what did it say, person above me. I forgot to read it

The person above me used a corny pick up line on reyler.

The person above me will have to point out where that was; I must have missed pummeling the person doubly above me for it.

The person above me is all touchy-feely today, what gives?

The person above me should know that about a week ago, Jelly lost her (Dead) pet Stevie, and just got him back. (Still Dead)

 

She is happy for it.

Did the person above me just get finished watching "Frankenweenie" or something?

Person above me, you should know better than to question the motives of the person above the person above the person above the person above me, she just likes people.

The person above me tastes of raspberry.

that's better than the person above me. She tastes like squirrel

  The person above me has apparently never enjoyed a fine cooked mountain dinner, complete with elk venison, squirrel, and a cobbler for dessert.

The person above me has never been an ingredient in The Soup BUT THAT WILL CHANGE SOON

The person above me should feel free to get me in a hot tub, but hold the carrots, doc.

The person above me don't know nothin' bout The Soup? Well, the person above me is a neoub... *dumps the entire imaginary continent of Australia into The Soup*

The person above me should remember that I already pointed out that I was a

neoub

The fastest way to the person above's heart is supposedly through the stomach, but I'm willing to bet that the ribcage is faster *gets an axe*

The person above me should realise that home is where the heart is, I buried it under the front porch.

Fiddles is a pretty big place, and the person above me should try posting in more than three threads. Watching your post count skyrocket is pretty addictive.