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[TinyGiant]

lol I happend to still have my last post still on the clipboard :)

Rules:
Add two words to the end of the story.. copy and paste the last persons whole story so that you dont have to read it post by post.



Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo.

[Bob_VT]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers

[TEHxFALLEN V1.2]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn.

[Black Yaris]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being

[TinyGiant]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked

[nypunk]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck

[jclo3313]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip bloody and

[TinyGiant]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip gloss.

[TinyGiant]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip gloss container.

[jclo3313]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his gigantic

[TinyGiant]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open

[S_Siray]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip

[Bob_VT]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip castrating Obama

[jclo3313]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip castrating Obama. Just then

[TinyGiant]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip castrating Obama. Just then someone started

[Bob_VT]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip castrating Obama. Just then someone started a timer

[jclo3313]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip castrating Obama. Just then someone started a timer that activated

[TinyGiant]

Today, my pet rabbit escaped from Guantanamo Bay with a assault rifle that she borrowed from the captain. But, at the time, she was barely able to move her tail. As she scurried away from the cliff top parachuting away into a dark cloud, she got stuck trying to remove a dart from her left fluffy ear. Unknowingly, a giant squid at McDonalds bought some McFish sandwiches that were very unsatifying. Luckily, Norm had known a viscous midget that often drank too little rum to remain angry at unfair taxation. After realizing his impotence, he ended a year of limp wristed behavior. Peter, his long lost life partner made his ham sandwich way to say "I'm so incredibly lonely and there is no mustard on my table, DAMN!" "Is the sandwich that unattractive as my hairy bum hole? , I asked. Slowly stroking my wookie. Out of the corner came a mesh wearin', hammer swingin', pipe hittin', cross dressing pizza delivery guy that blew a cheese glob all over my face. I then proceeded to shoot the bloody sandwich with ketchup and gravy.
I ordered a hit on Cavetipse as salvation for Gerbil Man selling lingerie.Being a dipstick was his main reason for living and annoying the living crap.Challenged moderators for all enternity have always banned his ass but alas he still lives.
The much needed vacation was way overdue in Australia with Mad Hatter who was planning a crazy drunken night, rough sex, and gambling. I boarded the ship cautiously, looking at my very bewildered wife that often enjoyed group therapy sessions, she then passed out. "What the hell is your problem?", "I've been dreaming about this vacation and frankly I can't figure out why Peter has to go, not to be a poptart, but why I'm not having a diarrhea problem after eating exlax before mylanta plus?". Unlike anything I've smelled I continue to eat Oreo cookies like a slob that is obese.
I looked into my crystal ball hanging underneath my rear-view mirror area and it revealed something totally amazing, radio-active spinach on vacation? But suddenly, a strange yet familiar smell wafted between my nose hairs. "Could it be chicken", I asked my faithful three finger deep companion. "Oy Vey! I can't tell, the chamaco listened to me like a horned toad. "Fricken Chicken!", laughed Mother. "Can't you scratch your pickle, friend? No, get my apron right now!". Boom! Boom! Bang! Crash! "What the hell was Mickey Rooney thinking when he ate 14 burritos?". I assume methane generation was plentiful based on the horrible aroma permeating the air.
We arrived late, again the air had the audacity to permeate my nostrils again.
This being the second place that Chinamen conquered, he rejoiced by spreading gun fire like butter on rye. The rabbit, wearing kevlar, was hopping ever so slowly, suddenly it farted and flew about 17 feet up to grab some celery that George Washington wanted. Washington's buddy the old one-eyed, knuckle dragging, feces eater, captavise was munchin on rotten venison. Captavise then Peter Griffin did a kickflip over and splited his pants. The embarassment was so like Obama, smoking crack with John travolta's therapist, Peewee Herman.
Then they, totally wasted caveatipse with a huge keyboard, spammed the scion with cheese. Having made passionate love last night, my libido raging within swollen grapes that having shot a load of sticky man goo screw glue, mushu flu, wu-shu Kung-Fu decided that it was far too frickin' cuckoo to do this anymore. It made complete sense at the time I should buy her the life sized Hulk doll with a massive blister on it's bum. Remembering rabbits, they like good tail, apple bottoms and a lettuce leaf.
Meanwhile, at Starbucks, the hamburgler sneaked a bazooka across the counter and unleashed a small napalm filled soda can at Grimace who was aiming at a barista. Ronald grabbed the barista and punched Mickey Mouse for no flippin good reason except excessive gas. The rabbit went blind from wacking his johnson & Johnson Shampoo. Meanwhile hackers jerked off to some animal porn while being donkey kicked in the neck, splitting open his sister's lip castrating Obama. Just then someone started a timer that activated bambo's mojo