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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
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 Posted - 06/17/2006 : 13:01:45
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply.
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1851 Posts |
Posted - 06/17/2006 : 14:26:59
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/17/2006 : 14:39:52
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats...
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1851 Posts |
Posted - 06/17/2006 : 15:00:46
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/17/2006 : 15:24:02
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets...
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1851 Posts |
Posted - 06/17/2006 : 15:29:53
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/17/2006 : 16:50:19
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient...
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mr.biscuitdoughhead
* Dog in the Sand *
USA
1729 Posts |
Posted - 06/17/2006 : 17:49:47
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and...
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1851 Posts |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 07:54:42
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 08:17:51
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory...
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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
9168 Posts |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 12:45:22
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because...
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ObfuscateByWill
* Dog in the Sand *
USA
1887 Posts |
Posted - 06/18/2006 : 14:31:04
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 08:13:24
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard...
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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
9168 Posts |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 09:11:05
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 11:01:23
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken...
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ObfuscateByWill
* Dog in the Sand *
USA
1887 Posts |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 15:00:04
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 15:43:40
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn...
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Little Black Francis
> Teenager of the Year <
3648 Posts |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 23:16:12
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1851 Posts |
Posted - 06/21/2006 : 16:22:24
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he...
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 06/22/2006 : 08:39:56
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt....
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1851 Posts |
Posted - 06/22/2006 : 08:44:38
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces...
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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
9168 Posts |
Posted - 07/08/2006 : 13:30:50
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for...
"If you doze much longer, then life turns to dreaming. If you doze much longer, then dreams turn to nightmares." |
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 07/08/2006 : 14:23:24
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels....
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
1851 Posts |
Posted - 07/09/2006 : 18:07:52
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days...
Seán Says: Leave public urination to the professionals.
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tobafett
* Dog in the Sand *
USA
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Posted - 07/09/2006 : 19:06:01
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Little Black Francis
> Teenager of the Year <
3648 Posts |
Posted - 07/10/2006 : 03:10:09
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina...
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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
9168 Posts |
Posted - 07/16/2006 : 11:22:50
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald...
"If you doze much longer, then life turns to dreaming. If you doze much longer, then dreams turn to nightmares." |
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 07/16/2006 : 13:34:36
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven...
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jfsalewicz
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USA
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Posted - 07/16/2006 : 15:03:22
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven were have a four way with two crack hores
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 07/17/2006 : 09:08:41
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven were have a four way with two crack hores, when Hamburgerler and Rick Rubin...
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VoVat
>> Denizen of the Citizens Band <<
USA
9168 Posts |
Posted - 07/18/2006 : 11:39:52
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven were have a four way with two crack hores, when Hamburgerler and Rick Rubin burst into the room and...
"If you doze much longer, then life turns to dreaming. If you doze much longer, then dreams turn to nightmares." |
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Carl
- A 'Fifth' Catholic -
Ireland
11546 Posts |
Posted - 07/18/2006 : 11:53:02
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven were have a four way with two crack hores, when Hamburgerler and Rick Rubin burst into the room and Tore Ronald a new asshole...
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s_wrenn
* Dog in the Sand *
Ireland
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Posted - 07/19/2006 : 16:03:42
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven were have a four way with two crack hores, when Hamburgerler and Rick Rubin burst into the room and Tore Ronald a new asshole with the assbuster3000 v2.71 on...
Seán Says: "It's easy to be a prick when your already an asshole"
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coastline
> Teenager of the Year <
USA
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Posted - 04/07/2007 : 18:08:14
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven were have a four way with two crack hores, when Hamburgerler and Rick Rubin burst into the room and Tore Ronald a new asshole with the assbuster3000 v2.71 on loan from George W. Bush. ...
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PixieSteve
> Teenager of the Year <
Poland
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Posted - 04/07/2007 : 18:14:40
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There were two old women, who were both drunk sluts, with missing teeth and ghonorrea, and they were related to, the popes 20 year old varnished antique mahaogany drinks cabinet. At the vatican they would exchange stories about the pope's secret conversion to Islam and snort "cheeseballs" (cocaine and cheese), like there was no tomorrow or until they got a wicked case of the poops. They loved male hookers for a while, but bored of penis, they decided to invent the "cock-o-matic" it was a machine that made cockerels. Imagine all the people, living life like a comatose, ego loaded, venomous horned lizard. The women were planning on getting a dog, but instead they got a large hermaphrodite parrot named RTSH (Ride That Sexy Horse). They regretted the LSD binge. Then they bought Breeders' CDs. As they listened to them they smoked some good weed. They giggled merrily at nothing. But then, BAM, a noise. It was RTSH! He'd fallen asleep watching the England-Paraguay parody of a football match. Just then, a sasquatch appeared. He said "hello i'm a sasquatch, how are doing, today? Would you like to buy some holiday footage of me?! It's full of really dirty, grainy, blurred scenes of me licking stamps off my wifes right ear." The parrot said "That's not your wife, cheat!". "That's your penis, you sicko!". Startled, the sasquatch whipped out his puddin' and started dancing like a motherfucker on crack. Steeley Dan blared from the open window of a pickup basketball game being played near Riker's Island's new McDonald's restaurant. Ronald McDonald was sitting at...owns table stareing at whats cooking wishing it was food instead of what was looking like leftover rancid slug butter. RTSH sensed Ronald's despair and whipped up a cookie batch with a secret ingredient of oregano. The cookies tasted like cacao pizza with a hint of slug butter and when washed down with a glass of vintage fermented buttermilk and rum made for a powerful aphrodisiac with purgative side effects, resulting in both a hard-on and shrivelled little peacan-sized balls, they were deemed ready for a Go-Go's reunion tour featuring Bill Gates cheap cardigan collection and the Prime Minister of Norway. "Big-ass tit-tays" cried the Prime star Uma Thurman to Luis Bunuel, who, being dead, didn't reply. Later that day, at KFC the Colonel dropped phat beats while badonkadonks shook throughout the performance and ate chicken nuggets. The Colonel loved big asses because they provided his secret ingredient salad, salad, salad, salad, and salad dressing. The Colonel drove the chickencart to the Bootyfactory, but wasn't allowed in, because his body was too bootylicious for Beyonce, Bootyfactory security guard. So instead, he went to Wendy's and stole their chicken. He took the chicken to the movies and bought popcorn popped by God's immaculate vaginia. In the back row he knitted a 'KFC rules!' T-Shirt out of his own faeces, and auctioned it off for KFC's Home For Old Colonels, where they spend their days until they are all dead, comforted by god's splendid vagina and heavenly breasts. Meanwile, Ronald McDonald and Mr. Jon Tiven were have a four way with two crack hores, when Hamburgerler and Rick Rubin burst into the room and Tore Ronald a new asshole with the assbuster3000 v2.71 on loan from George W. Bush. Happy with his new asshole...
"After coming into contact with a religious man I always feel I must wash my hands." - Friedrich Nietzsche |
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