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Great, thanks. I...Oh, great, I've forgotten already. |
.oO(More mysterious blood-- thank god I have a swiffer sweeper!) |
Oh! Hey, Britney. Didn't recognize you with all those clothes on. |
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It's a massive condom. Used, putrified, but still, it captures the imagination. |
"Miss Anderson? Would you autograph this implant for me?" |
Does that say Nyssa? How'd *she* get into Tax Amnesty? |
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Following in the tradition of the impressive March of the Ents, the alarm clocks take to the streets... |
"A different kind of car. Different. You know? Like your cousin , Simon." |
at Dell, we snort more coke before 10 than most companies snort all day |
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Please sir, may I have some more? "MORE?!?" |
They've finally come to rescue us from this horrible film! HERE! WE'RE OVER HERE!!! |
Is that a cow they're flinging? |
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