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Happy Halloween, fuckers!
Now that it's officially Halloween, I propose we all put on our favorite socks and run amok in this holiest of forums on this holiest of days wearing our holiest of underpants.
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#2
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Shoulda put this in The Box for the full effect.
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#4
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It's the boots that are important, not the underpants.
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#5
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Hell yeah. Underpants are totally unnecessary.
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#6
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Heck, so are trousers. Not to mention shirts.
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#7
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I once ran all the way across Ankh-Morpork butt naked. I can tell you from experience that trousers actually are pretty important.
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#8
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Not if you're doing it right.
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#9
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:belllllch: Dam' right pal. I keep my most important stuffs in my trousers. :hic: Say, anybunny see ol' Spatula today? I got a near-full bottle of Chapin and Gore in here. He otter get some after he sheered 'is sterno wi' me other night.
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#10
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I am NOT underpants. :foot:
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#11
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Can I have a username change, mon? Irie, irie!
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#12
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Oh I quite disagree, your grace. The importance of absorptive undergarments whilst wearing armor cannot be overstated.
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#14
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You all know that Halloween is Satan's holiday, right?
Let's not get too carried away with ourselves or we'll be punching our ticket where the sun don't shine. |
#15
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How about you take off those dorky glasses and let me show you how to punch a ticket where the sun don't shine?
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#16
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Wouldn't you all rather have a nice guy?
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#17
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What's with that haircut, pussy?
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#18
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It gets the chicks.
Not like yours. |
#19
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Oh really? How many chicks did you bang in high school?
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#20
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That's when you last banged yours, right?
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#21
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That means zero, right? You spent the whole time waiting for your girlfriend to be "ready" only to find out she was fucking someone else behind your back, didn't you?
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#22
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No, I mean you banged your last girl in high school.
And that was yesterday, right? |
#23
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hey yawl. can i run around here in my girlfriend's underwear instaid. they're crotchless so it works
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#24
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Ah used to have a union suit but got ridda it in '61, if ya know what Ah mean.
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#26
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#27
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It is Mister Giraffe's new pube style.
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#29
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Are you hot?
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#30
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Yubnub!
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#31
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Sybil, a word like "breakfast" implies things like bacon and sausage. This appears to be a bed of lettuce housing a peeled orange. Where's the B(LT) sandwich Cheri promised me?
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#32
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Eat the orange, dear, it's good for you. And I've had a word with Cheery and she agrees with me that a bLT is much more sensible. There's a young woman with a good head on her shoulders.
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#33
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[HIVE MIND COMMAND]<action="search">pollen</action>
[/HIVE MIND COMMAND] EXECUTE:COMMANDS |
#34
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Oh, she's back to spelling it Cheery, is she? I can't keep up with these youngsters and their crazy name spellings. Yes... I'll have to talk to her about the construction of a BLT too...
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#35
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i have an expensive car a great job and surrounded by strippers and horny immigrants. i don't need to be hot
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#36
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I'm hot. Probably because I just came out of a boiling oil bath.
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#37
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Dooooooooods... Was there a disturbance in the space-time continuum, or was that just me? Maybe I should lay off the space brownies for a few minutes. Cosmic.
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#38
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Your all so disgusting and should put your clothes on unless someone's going to fsck me right now
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#39
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Want me to post a picture of my hunnybunny playing facial Weed Wacker in my enormous pants afro? It's adorable, especially when he flosses afterward with a lovely braid made from my luxuriant pubes.
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#40
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Underwear gets in the way and you lose precious seconds of action. Plus it's an extra article of clothing you gotta keep track of when sneaking out later. So I vote no to underwear!
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#41
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Quicker if you just leave the clothing behind.
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#42
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Quicker is NOT always better, you know.
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#43
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It is when you're being chased by aliens. Or your lover's homicidal spouse.
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#44
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So, would you like to come over here and put some cornrows into the corn patch, cutie?
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#45
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Down in front, Cigar boy! This is just starting to get good. |
#46
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Do you have a homicidal spouse?
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#47
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Lllama, llama llama
And Jelly! Llama, llama llama And Jelly! Llllamaaaa, lllama llama! And Jelly! Lllamaaaa, lllama lllamaaaaa And Jelly! Laaammmaaaa, laaaaaamamamaaa, llllaaaama, llama llama AND JELLY! |
#48
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Not so's you'd notice, but he does get a little exercised when he's trying to pretend he doesn't lust constantly for the luxurious locks of love adorning my labia. He's in denial, poor thing.
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#49
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Oh my, who let the fuzzy llama out? I hope my sweetie doesn't espy that furry temptress or we'll have another scandal on our hands.
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#50
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Okay. Wait, where are you?
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And before we go any further, who the hell orders pizza under the name of Torchwood? |
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