2001, Page 12
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... but enough about how they get George W's lips to move... |
Sergeant Wences, Royal Space Force: "I'm not talking to you!" "'saright!" |
Chester found that being the Guardian of the Laudromat did not, in fact, attract the babes. |
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It wasn't quite as funny a moment later when Mrs. Torrance ripped a large chunk of his doughy flesh away and began smearing it with butter. |
..And then, without warning, Helen turns the doughboy around, bends him over and rams her finger deep into his ass...he wasn't pleased |
ALIENS HAVE LANDED and are living happily on your taste buds. |
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Flicky the the dancing louse |
"why won't these stains come out?" "Because you're unclean" "A sinner" "Straight to hell for you" |
"Do you think they're ready for our return?" "They weren't ready the first time around." "We were ahead of our time, but King's X will RIDE AGAIN!" |
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"NEW YORK CITY?!?!??" |
"Just because my thesis was on Groucho Marxism doesn't mean I'm some Communist with PMS!" |
"I'd flip you off, if I hadn't been in that industrial accident 2 years ago." |