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LOL the song, tho'.

what would work better in a window box? your hand up a puppet's ass?

GOTCHA!!!! i found it. OK!! EVERYONE! I FOUND IT! CARRY ON. damnit...this ain't it. and i was already here

the one that needs a bitch slap. someone said that someone said something about needing a bitch slap. anyway, it's in that place i put that thing that one time.

uses sunscreen as pomade.

lol. sagittarius nebula is the fart counter. buddy...BUDDY. we fart kings.

i found a nug on the floor. i was out.

answers every 'potential scam' call with, 'hello there potential scam caller, how can you scam today?'

<< i know you can't tell. but the letters are elongated. and i watched them adjust back to this current size. maybe it's just my vision? i noticed a fly on my leg, but it was moving like it was 'stop motion'.

goes one step beyond, in the cataloguing and documentation of bodily gases: freezes them in air tight baby food jars. time stamped/odor/consistency. and one other CRUCIAL piece of data; was that fart, in fact, honking for the right of way?

on a dare, she put a rather, rancid matress, [she found in an abandoned mine], on craiglist. unbelievably, someone answered the add.

the first couple times i saw steel magnolias in my 20's. now...i kind of laugh, because in my old hag age, i know GOT DAMNT WELL, i am fucking 'weesa'. so, i can't take that movie seriously anymore.

oh...please watch. it's perfect for when you need a damn good cry, great cover.

good for them.

lmao. and if you don't think for 1 second that decades of intel, THIS little tidbit would escape? no. it would not. the problem though, is not so much the country, but the extremists in this country. now...again, i'm SURE that the intel is there, but for political pomp and circumstance... lets just watch.

the tell tale spleen. *chef's kiss

nah. it wants me to sign in/up. i'm good. but i don't doubt the scenerio. i want to see the ICE glitter vehicles. lol...sounds like a dystopian barbie set. *edit, ty pat. lol....fantastic. can't make this shit up.

will NOT talk quietly and will NOT carry a big stick.

blocked. looked for the article somewhere else. nothing. link? other than this?

i wasn't great at trig either. i dropped it like a bad habit. didn't need any more math anyway, i was just trying to keep up with the jones's. if i had to go back and do it all again, i would have gone to the vocational high school and not the college prep.

kicked out of the zoo for flinging poo at the chimpanzees.