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Submitted by asmasta808 at 2010-12-31 09:26:28 EST
Rating: -1.5 on 9 ratings (9 reviews) (Review this item) (V)

Edgar called on a telephone that buzzed in stereo.
Some kind of day, a regular day.
Where bozos go bamboozle, spinning into ab-physical gruel.

Celes scanned ether grapevines, Setzer broke his hand.
Shadow threw up weeks of jerky, doggy had a Gau.
Cyan hacked up bunny wabbits, ending affair with Moggle.

and the night that came a swirling wind which caught them in a snatch. dirty whims and human stains lump up away with dilemmas. pools of muddle call my name to throw them in the cauldron. flame flame the naught will hide and slide unto your buttocks...

Mr Richard
handphone turned off
sat down
and sucked fruitcake.

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Submitted by Psygns_of_the_Tymes at 2011-01-07 03:51:55 EST (#)
Rating: -2


Submitted by RoadSong at 2011-01-03 19:23:21 EST (#)
Rating: 1

Well, I acquired it legally, you can be sure of that.

-- Homer Simpson
Treehouse of Horror VI


Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB at 2011-01-03 13:22:08 EST (#)
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Submitted by Foolproof at 2011-01-03 10:24:36 EST (#)
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Submitted by SilvrWolf at 2010-12-31 15:26:05 EST (#)
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Fucking touchpad.

Submitted by SilvrWolf at 2010-12-31 15:24:52 EST (#)
Rating: 0


Submitted by willartstorg at 2010-12-31 12:50:54 EST (#)
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Submitted by Wildman at 2010-12-31 11:30:52 EST (#)
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I second the motion.

Submitted by skrapmetal at 2010-12-31 09:33:17 EST (#)
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The Last Temptation of Homer