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My bicycle is scattered all over the garage.
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#102
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this thread makes me picture everyone in the Land Down Under video
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I am SHOCKED.
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When are we going to rise up and *nod*
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::kabongs Sour Grapes with her tiny guitar::
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#109
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O but that kabonging doth maketh my heart grow fonder.
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But I naturally thought that was the
Yanno, that's too low-hanging even for me. |
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I hope you never take up the piano. That would just hurt too much.
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There's always the MIT option: shove it off the roof.
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Careful thought, she may have access to a fork lift.
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So with all this cheese and opium, is anyone else like super constipated?
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Oh is that what that smell is?
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Just a reminder to everyone to clean up after you use the bathroom. God it's a mess in there.
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#119
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Or the lovely hand towels Plumbean got as a wedding present from his mother.
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Gee whiz Lincoln, you're really pale. You ok?
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Well, considering he's been dead for 150 years, would you expect him to be sporting a healthy tan? And just what do you know about our 16th President, and the circumstances of his death? Spill the beans, woman! The people have a Right to Know!
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Just who are you people?
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#124
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Fine way to talk to a guy who's saved the kingdom 20 times.
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#126
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True.
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#127
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Word.
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#128
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Meow.
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#129
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I am sick of these motherfucking socks on this motherfucking board.
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#130
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Sing it.
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#131
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I put on my Halloween socks. Yea, I am festive and shit.
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All my socks are Halloween socks. Both in real life and on the Gweeb.
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That is so swag.
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We have a lovely giraffemilk gouda melting in pot #5.
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Man you guessed both halves of that secret.
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Is...Is that what's in pot #5
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There's a reason we call it Giraffy Cheese
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I'm just not eating the food here, 'kay?
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#145
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Nobody give Julie dope. She's a narc.
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#146
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She told me she could get 'ludes.
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Pass the opium, please. I feel like utter hell.
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#149
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You might need to roll one the passed out junkies for their stash.
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