databases are for pussys
Wow, what a horible night, stupid databses, I havnt slept yet, and I’m cranky as hell. But, I’ve got Killer Japanese Seizure Robots!, so it cant get any worse. Well, except I liked pokemon, then it could get worse.
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fuck, i’m sore
and i thought i was tired before, haha. try investigating / describing about 700 entries.
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nuke!
I hope this stupid war ends soon, bush just looks dumber every day, and my hatred keeps growing. Why can’t they just go in, kill everybody, and steal the oil? It’d be quicker.
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Sex With Kittens
Wild Pussy!. There, that should get me a lot more hits. Hah.
Sex is the easiest way to get hits, so TADA.
In life, sex and death are two important issues that everyone must face.
But can you tell the difference between a selection of murderous, human rights-abusing dictators and some Hollwood porn legends, simply by examining their moustaches?
Of course you can. Right here.
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game on!
Wow, I love the sp, but nintendo’s a bunch of pedophiles... I want a rebate on this.
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fuck I must be old
Still deaf, argh. This is such a piss off. I spent about 6 hours in the hospital this weekend, fuck. I’m fucking tired, irratible, deaf, and in fucking pain. First person to piss me off, gets to die. Yo.
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deaf old fuck
So, as of right now, I’m completely deaf on my right side. Fucking sinus infection. I need to get some drugs, and some stuff for my woman, so I’m off to the mall.
Hmm, I still want a Mac, even after watching this.
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I’m sick, can I skip this war?
Ugh, I wake up sick, I LOVE that. My baby took care of me though, even laid out my clothing for me, she rocks.
Oh, and for all you worried people, here are some survival tips in the face of the looming war.
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I Owned her.
And then, I owned Jenn in her favorite game… Using a level she liked.. And a method of play she loves. I am the man. She phears my 31337 skill set. All praise Dragoon, lord of the rocket launcher! Etc etc etc
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Plastic Man!
“Hey baby, wanna sniff my pits?”
And then, ever want your own action hero? I think this is the first president ever who actually has a legit one, of course, hes a putz.
As well as this
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Rock On!
Hmm, some suggestions for a rock bands name
The Cotton-Eating Moths of Australia
The Turkey Spiders
The Flaming Salmonella Units
Excessive Deer Doots
Rival Bat Dung Gatherers
The Fecal Pellets
The Wood Tick Snorkels
Heave
Squatting Turnips
The Bones of Contention
Pinot Noir and his Nuances of Toast
The Fabulous Snake Doots
Shy Fruiter and the Saplings
Weasel Nostrils
Three Fatty Acid Radicals
The Flaming Booty Moths
Earl Piedmont and the Diphthongs
Slippery Spleens
Sheep Eyeballs
The Flaming Croutons
Rodent Passion
Flaming Squirrels
Balky Charcoal
St. Vincent and The Grenadines
The Biscuit Whackers
Gaseous Worms
Raymond Burr’s Legs
Shark Puke
Jimmy Music and the Stomach Contents
Little Heed
Short Shrift
Gastric Contents
The Urban Professionals
The Phlegmtones
The Federal Duck
Crotch
Effluent, Sliced Meat
The Postal Patrons
The Vestigial Organs
Decomposing Tubers
Diminished Penile Sensation
Bill and the Bracts
The Foliage Eaters
Crab Shrapnel
DeWayne Hurlmont and the Compunctions of Soul
Contaminated Tumbleweeds
Varlet and the Squeaking Codpieces
Violently Fracturing Water Closets
The Flying Shards
The Fierce Prune-Eating Hamsters from Space
Duane Ketter and his Wildlife Technicians
Paint-Peeling Puffs of Flatulence
Mosquito Hunter and the Unreliable Pollinators
The Mighty Shaking Wattles (for the Rolling Stones)
Bleeding Nipples
Rapid Sucking Action
Nuclear Underpants
Marcel and the Turpitudes
The Groin Whappers
Thrusting Balloon Puppies
Drastic Toilet Air
The Eerie Groin Legumes
Drawers Full of Slugs
Groping for Elmo
The Pig-Stinging Jellyfish
Fugitive Squirrel and the Clearly Disturbed Beavers
The Moos of Derision
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thats a lotta green
So Don Johnson was shopping for a car, and, as any savvy consumer would, he took along eight billion dollars.
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Get that carrot outta yer ass.
Oh, and for those of you who wondered, no Mister Jackson, isnt farmer Jackson
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Oh the Drama!
Hmm, so now for dramatics.
I hope all the people I hate die by fire… Or some sort of bowel disease.
That, and this, creeps me out a little
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