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*head bob* *head bob* *smile* *head bob* |
"What am tampon?" |
Head of the Institute for Creepy Things. Did a thesis on the Olsen Twins once. |
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"Taxi!" Bang "I said - Taxi!" |
Never let Prince Charles design your space ship. |
Shes packin' more silicone than the Enterprise E |
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"Bout this time, Uncle Jesse wandered into Boss Hogg's secret room in the Boar's Nest..." |
You can't squel like a pig none too good, can ya moo? |
You shore got a purty mouf...IN SPACE! |
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"okay... scratch the pocket guillotine. we'll need some other ideas for our spring product line, guys." |
"then again, guys, i think gene hackman likes the pocket guillotine..." |
.oO(I better get me one of them pocket guillotines for my pocket Debbie Gibson, damn bitch just won't shut up...) |
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yes! hours of family fun, with the pocket guillotine! from sansco. (speakin of cutting it short... time to split. i'm out.) |
Uh, Professor, you'll have to throw the plane to get it to fly. *Nonsense! I designed mine with vertical take-off. I think ahead! |
look, either shoot her or nail her other foot the floor. she's making me dizzy. |
What? What're you lookin at?