Hazing PP - the communal approach

For those who are concerned about Paul and his obsession with this forum

(a peculiarity, that, because in his teenage psychobabble, it was apparently me that couldn't stay away from that forum)

a suggestion.

Some of you have access. Some of you can access. Some of you may access.

What you might want to do in those terms is
(i) set up an Oxfrod-style email account
(ii) set up a PP account
(iii) open it to this forum's users

From that point, you could haze Paul in communal terms, constantly deriding him and mocking the frankly amateurish boobjob his sister paid through the nose for. Nice arse on Sandra though, for an older sort. Front needs a bit of a weed, how are Nige's nerves this week, that sort of thing.

Muhahaha

Someone would change the password, though, and then where would we be...

Outside his fucking front door in a hockey mask with a chainsaw, that's where, voom voom VOOM VOOM

Then I'd go upstairs and put on some of San's clothes.

And wait for Nige to come home. "Omelette for tea, dear" I'd say in a falsetto voice, while all the time I'd be preparing to launch at him with the spatula in one hand, egg whisk in the other and wearing a headscarf like the Queen.

I'd disable him, tie him up and then dress him in a Robin Hood costume...

And then put on my Sheriff of Nottingham outfit and tell him what I had planned for him to make him talk...

And then, I'd have him.

Twice.

Once with fruit.

Then I'd arrange for a delivery of gravel

And I'd relandscape the garden in a Japanese style.

And set fire to the laundry hamper out back

Dancing about the flames, wildly ululating

Which is normal for Burbage

**Vimto break**

Nice hot, apparently

And some Oreos

Vanilla.

Not choccy choccy

Fed and watered, I'd strap one on

Then I'd take it off again as I remember I already have a penis

Its like watching Pulp Fiction

Then I bring in the llama