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Stabby

Wait, Neo Atlantis is a guy?

I think he created a thread about wanting to be gay
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Drunken Savior

Naked backpacking in the wilderness of Northern Yosemite with Angelina Jolie in the heat of the summer with lots of lakes.

This sounds like a good idea but being naked while doing activities, especially ones like hiking, might be a bad idea. But if Brad went along I could see why it might be fun.

For me, David Beckham, Anywhere. Doing anything. Mostly naked.
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I was young and confused and your mom didn't want me around no more. Now pass me dem damn collard greens!

Xavius

This sounds like a good idea but being naked while doing activities, especially ones like hiking, might be a bad idea. But if Brad went along I could see why it might be fun.

For me, David Beckham, Anywhere. Doing anything. Mostly naked.

He's ready when you are.


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zig

I have the display of signatures turned off because it is a dumb concept and you are dumb if you have one.

Neo Atlantis

Let us suppose for an instant that you were granted a dream date with any celebrity you so wished and were given free reign as to devising the specific arrangements of the aforesaid date—who would you select to accompany you on your date and what would your date consist of? I am quite sure this thought has crossed your minds at least once, so let us indulge in this fanciful hypothetical scenario for a moment. Please share details of your dream date with a celebrity, and remember, this is a dream date so nothing is out of the question. My own dream date follows.

The celebrity I would choose to go along with me on this dream date would, of course, be Michael Jackson. Our day would start out simply enough at quaint café—we would graciously salute each other and then proceed to partake in a simple but nutritious breakfast consisting of oatmeal and whole-wheat toast, sans butter of course, with skim milk provided to satisfy our thirsts. All the while we would be discussing the limitless possibilities for Michael's next studio album. Michael actually would turn out to like a few of my ideas, thus he promised me he would include me in the credits of his next masterwork. Concluding this delightful meal, we would subsequently be transported via limousine to a common park for an after-meal walk.

At that point, while strolling along, admiring the charming scenery and providing pittances to the occasional vagabond, Michael and I would go on to discuss all the touchy subjects one should absolutely never bring up over the course of a conversation such as religion and politics, and yet strangely enough, we would find ourselves agreeing with each others' views without exception! As elated as I would be at that point, I nonetheless would find the strength to maintain my composure. Moving the discussion along, I would touch upon the subject of parenting and politely ask Michael how being a father has changed his life. His response would be lengthy and yet eloquently profound, and naturally, I would listen intently to his every word despite the fact that I will never be able to become a parent myself. At any rate, following our protracted walk in the park, it would be time to proceed to our next destination—a wondrous and expansive botanical garden of flowers and exotic plants. But wouldn't this be a repetitive choice you ask? Not in the least, for by that point in our date, lunch time would be fast approaching and what better place is there to have lunch than in a splendorous botanical garden? There are few, if any, to be sure.

Upon arriving via helicopter to the botanical garden's helipad, we would thereafter be escorted by rose bearers and park officials to whole sections of the park that had been cordoned off to the public in anticipation of our arrival. While taking in the glorious sights and sounds of the extraordinarily beautiful botanical garden, Michael and I would start to discuss the mainstream media's total and complete failure in remaining relevant in the eyes of more discerning individuals and the consequent rise of the blogosphere. To my complete surprise, Michael would disclose to me that he is in fact a ghostwriter for many prominent blogs! Sadly he would totally refuse to name exactly which blogs he actively contributed to. Nevertheless, I had little time to be disappointed, as by that point, lunch time would have finally arrived. As we'd dine on watercress sandwiches and partake of the finest Longjing tea, Michael would actually start adlibbing a song! Such is the talent of the man that he never stops creating. It would be all very lovely hitherto, but as with all good things, the end would be fast approaching as time waits for no one. Our time at the botanical garden would have come to an end. To my surprise, Michael would then invite me to an impromptu slumber party of sorts at Neverland! I would never decline such an offer, not unless I was completely out of my mind. I would joyfully accept his offer.

Michael and I would decide to skip dinner altogether after the flight back into Santa Barbara via private jet as we would, without question, much prefer to munch on healthy snacks such as celery sticks and baby carrots while watching various films in his chambers at Neverland. After a day full of pleasant surprises, there would be one more. Michael and I would turn out to have the same favorite film—Peter Pan! We would proceed to watch Pan twice before growing sleepy, at which point he would relinquish his bed to me and set a cot for himself on the floor. Truly, never would I ever have such a happy day as the day I went on a date with Michael Jackson.

:barf:

^-- we clearly need this smilie if Neo Atlantis is going to stick around.

In fact, all brain activity has shutdown in protest. <:{
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TendoGamer

I've lost count of how many shirts you've ruined over the past six years with that tic of yours.

zig

I have the display of signatures turned off because it is a dumb concept and you are dumb if you have one.

Neo Atlantis

Let us suppose for an instant that you were granted a dream date with any celebrity you so wished and were given free reign as to devising the specific arrangements of the aforesaid date—who would you select to accompany you on your date and what would your date consist of? I am quite sure this thought has crossed your minds at least once, so let us indulge in this fanciful hypothetical scenario for a moment. Please share details of your dream date with a celebrity, and remember, this is a dream date so nothing is out of the question. My own dream date follows.

The celebrity I would choose to go along with me on this dream date would, of course, be Michael Jackson. Our day would start out simply enough at quaint café—we would graciously salute each other and then proceed to partake in a simple but nutritious breakfast consisting of oatmeal and whole-wheat toast, sans butter of course, with skim milk provided to satisfy our thirsts. All the while we would be discussing the limitless possibilities for Michael's next studio album. Michael actually would turn out to like a few of my ideas, thus he promised me he would include me in the credits of his next masterwork. Concluding this delightful meal, we would subsequently be transported via limousine to a common park for an after-meal walk.

At that point, while strolling along, admiring the charming scenery and providing pittances to the occasional vagabond, Michael and I would go on to discuss all the touchy subjects one should absolutely never bring up over the course of a conversation such as religion and politics, and yet strangely enough, we would find ourselves agreeing with each others' views without exception! As elated as I would be at that point, I nonetheless would find the strength to maintain my composure. Moving the discussion along, I would touch upon the subject of parenting and politely ask Michael how being a father has changed his life. His response would be lengthy and yet eloquently profound, and naturally, I would listen intently to his every word despite the fact that I will never be able to become a parent myself. At any rate, following our protracted walk in the park, it would be time to proceed to our next destination—a wondrous and expansive botanical garden of flowers and exotic plants. But wouldn't this be a repetitive choice you ask? Not in the least, for by that point in our date, lunch time would be fast approaching and what better place is there to have lunch than in a splendorous botanical garden? There are few, if any, to be sure.

Upon arriving via helicopter to the botanical garden's helipad, we would thereafter be escorted by rose bearers and park officials to whole sections of the park that had been cordoned off to the public in anticipation of our arrival. While taking in the glorious sights and sounds of the extraordinarily beautiful botanical garden, Michael and I would start to discuss the mainstream media's total and complete failure in remaining relevant in the eyes of more discerning individuals and the consequent rise of the blogosphere. To my complete surprise, Michael would disclose to me that he is in fact a ghostwriter for many prominent blogs! Sadly he would totally refuse to name exactly which blogs he actively contributed to. Nevertheless, I had little time to be disappointed, as by that point, lunch time would have finally arrived. As we'd dine on watercress sandwiches and partake of the finest Longjing tea, Michael would actually start adlibbing a song! Such is the talent of the man that he never stops creating. It would be all very lovely hitherto, but as with all good things, the end would be fast approaching as time waits for no one. Our time at the botanical garden would have come to an end. To my surprise, Michael would then invite me to an impromptu slumber party of sorts at Neverland! I would never decline such an offer, not unless I was completely out of my mind. I would joyfully accept his offer.

Michael and I would decide to skip dinner altogether after the flight back into Santa Barbara via private jet as we would, without question, much prefer to munch on healthy snacks such as celery sticks and baby carrots while watching various films in his chambers at Neverland. After a day full of pleasant surprises, there would be one more. Michael and I would turn out to have the same favorite film—Peter Pan! We would proceed to watch Pan twice before growing sleepy, at which point he would relinquish his bed to me and set a cot for himself on the floor. Truly, never would I ever have such a happy day as the day I went on a date with Michael Jackson.

YOU HAVE way WAY Too much Time on your hands!

Xavius your dream may come true. Hes going to play for Los Angeles Galaxy this august. With your charm and dashing looks you might sweep him off his cleats and....

Pretty much what firecrest said any hot female celeb will do.

And neo as for your thread it has been done before by Dawson, and it was called "If you could bang any celebrity, who would it be?". And o yea we all know if we are on a date with a hot celeb (not Micheal) all we would be thinking bout is bangin em. Your thread is like one of those cheap asian knockoffs.

O yea you're very VErY weirdzorz

Neo Atlantis

Let us suppose for an instant that you were granted a dream date with any celebrity you so wished and were given free reign as to devising the specific arrangements of the aforesaid date—who would you select to accompany you on your date and what would your date consist of? I am quite sure this thought has crossed your minds at least once, so let us indulge in this fanciful hypothetical scenario for a moment. Please share details of your dream date with a celebrity, and remember, this is a dream date so nothing is out of the question. My own dream date follows.

The celebrity I would choose to go along with me on this dream date would, of course, be Michael Jackson. ...................

................Truly, never would I ever have such a happy day as the day I went on a date with Michael Jackson.

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Daisy

Scarlett Johansson

ditto. along with Natalie Portman, and the date would involve both of them slobbering on my knob.
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Daisy

Scarlett Johansson

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Joe_Strife

for me Jessica Alba on one side and Scarlett Johanson on the other.

Coconut

OMG id like to close the DEAL with this guy

fixed...or completely contrived
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TendoGamer

I've lost count of how many shirts you've ruined over the past six years with that tic of yours.

TendoGamer

I've lost count of how many shirts you've ruined over the past six years with that tic of yours.

Stabby

Seriously, what's with all the gays on n-philes? And they have such horrible taste (except Deahboleeko)

I'm pretty sure you just 1-up'd the gayness by declaring their tastes so inadequate, Stabby. I guess you must be a coniesseur of men!
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TendoGamer

I've lost count of how many shirts you've ruined over the past six years with that tic of yours.

DeathDaddy

I'm pretty sure you just 1-up'd the gayness by declaring their tastes so inadequate, Stabby. I guess you must be a coniesseur of men!

You do know about me, right?

Stabby

You do know about me, right?

That depends. Do you dig Bill Nye?
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TendoGamer

I've lost count of how many shirts you've ruined over the past six years with that tic of yours.

Deahboleeko

OMG JARED LETO. SRSLYYYY.


I've been having fantasies about him every night for the past year.
He'd take me backstage after his band performs for some autographs then hed abduct me and throw me on the tour bus to keep me as his sex slave and use me however, AND I MEAN HOWEVER, he wants night after night after night. Then we'd run away to Canada were he would ask my hand in marriage. =D

I Hate this guy so much. so many girls i know talk about him. he's a pussy.

Halle Berry please.
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DeathDaddy

That depends. Do you dig Bill Nye?

Never heard of him

TendoGamer

I've lost count of how many shirts you've ruined over the past six years with that tic of yours.

TendoGamer

I've lost count of how many shirts you've ruined over the past six years with that tic of yours.

Green Crayons

I don't know about being a coniesseur of men, but Xavius' taste in Chris Nunez is just silly. The guy looks so psedu-tough/dark/etc, it's like having a Budweiser can filled with apple juice. And not in a gay way, just in a stupid way.

Hey now this is just one date and he's covered in tattoos and probably smells like underarms and old spice and can pop an old lady's head like a ripe tomato if he feels like it. I think that's worth a few hours of my time.

I'm a little happy someone cares about my well being though :'-D
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I was young and confused and your mom didn't want me around no more. Now pass me dem damn collard greens!

Stabby

You do know about me, right?

I don't.
Are you a girl or a dude, and if you're a dude are you a bottom?
Simple questions I'm asking my new possible friend.

Stabby

Never heard of him

Belgium just became 100% less cool.

Xavius

Hey now this is just one date and he's covered in tattoos and probably smells like underarms and old spice and can pop an old lady's head like a ripe tomato if he feels like it. I think that's worth a few hours of my time.

Yeah, but they're silly colored tattoos. Very rarely do colored tattoos look decent, and never as sleeves. But if you like women-beaters who beats up old ladies instead of fighting another man for your honor (if that's your thing ), far be it from me to say otherwise. It's just.. he's so silly looking.
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We might have a problem, here...

Green Crayons

Belgium just became 100% less cool.

Yeah, but they're silly colored tattoos. Very rarely do colored tattoos look decent, and never as sleeves. But if you like women-beaters who beats up old ladies instead of fighting another man for your honor (if that's your thing ), far be it from me to say otherwise. It's just.. he's so silly looking.

Ok you tell me who my future husband is because obviously I'm trapped in a shame spiral that's going to leave me pregnant with two black eyes and a tattoo on my shoulder that says "Do the dishes bitch."
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I was young and confused and your mom didn't want me around no more. Now pass me dem damn collard greens!

Deahboleeko

I don't.
Are you a girl or a dude, and if you're a dude are you a bottom?
Simple questions I'm asking my new possible friend.

I'm a guy. What do you mean with bottom?

p-0man

So do you have a sexual attraction to Michael Jackson or something?

I have a tremendous amount of respect for Michael Jackson and I am very fond of him. As I am unable to engage in sexual relations due to circumstances which shall forevermore remain secret, I will simply state that my attraction to Michael Jackson is strictly platonic.

Majinbuu

grossest thread ever.

I apologize if you find this thread to be objectionable. Please rest assured that your complaint has been taken seriously.

ZGMF-X20A

Neo Atlantis I now see why you were banned on that other forum. I can deal with looking at a Micheal Jackson signature but if you are to make threads about your gay little fantasies that will anger a lot of people

As I have said before, I do not think about sex nor do I practice it. I ask: is it so wrong to dream about going out with a person you hold in high esteem?

Stabby

Wait, Neo Atlantis is a guy?

Some have assumed that I am male despite the fact that I have never revealed my sex. I do not know how they reached that conclusion. Conversely I am not admitting to being female. Why be so secretive you ask? Well, there is a very good reason for my secrecy on this matter. That is all I'll say on the subject.

NightsB

also, ban neo atlantis already

I thought were we friends NightsB, and here you are asking for my dismissal. I hope you are not being serious. I adore this message board and its frequenters immensely, thus it would bring me sadness to suddenly be banned. I hope it never comes to that.

DeathDaddy

:barf:

DeathDaddy, I apologize for making you ill; I never anticipated that posting details of my dream date with Michael Jackson would sicken people.

matz8916

And neo as for your thread it has been done before by Dawson, and it was called "If you could bang any celebrity, who would it be?".

I think the main difference between Dawson's thread and my own is that I do not qualify the hypothetical question in regards to sexual contact; hence more people can participate in this thread as not everyone is sexually active nor does everyone desire to be sexually active.
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