Hehe, well, Wow, depending on what kind of story I can probably give you a few dozen ideas.

Well, Ditzy, if you want to avoid the risks of inflation there's stuffing yourself with the gassiest foods you can find. Could lead to some uncomfortable but nevertheless sexy bloating, heh.

I like the way you think! You're hired as executive producer, and your pay is doubled!

We all want to know your take on the Illuminati. I think they're a band, or a conspiracy.

Sassafrass!

Hahaha, goddamnit, Maddie, I'm not to not hilariously spit my coffee all over the keyboard. You can't have humor in the shoutbox!

I thought this was a site for Illuminati fetishists.

My paranoia about the Illuminati is only marginally related to my desire to talk quietly on a web page. Brrrr, Illuminati . . .

I don't want to shout. Is there a talkbox, or even a whisperbox?

My name is Judge!

Lookin' good, Girl. With practice you'll just keep getting bigger and bigger.

Nobody's shouting in this shout box. That ENRAGES me! Aaaah!

Most likely privacy. Sometimes you just don't want your face out there. Totally understandable.

Pockets, I also wish you had a plate of fries.

Yay! Tasha!

Haha, it's a shame I can't send a dozen pounds with that sigh. But I guess that would make me some kind of gain-inducing super villain. Mmm, truly a diabolical thought.

That was the loudest sigh ever, by the way. It's a record.

Yeah, sorry Tasha, I was thinking exactly the same thing. I can try to pretend to be from southern California, but since I just said that the illusion is already lost. Sigh!

Mmm, something interesting, eh?

Yeah, wonderful pics there!