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Michael Jackson was never invited, but the guy I assigned to watch the coats said he had a spiff with a rail-thin, monkey-like albino, so that might have been him trying to crash the party in my pants. BTW, the ball sweat bothers noone, as they feast on schweaty balls. If you don't know what schweaty balls are, then watch more SNL, especially the episodes with that delightful Alec Baldwin. He's such a card.
Now that I think of it, I haven't had a party in my mouth in ages. Sounds like a great idea. I hope everyone comes, whether early or late, with as many of their friends as possible. Yea verily.
Is that a paramilitary team in your avatar, or are you just happy to see me?
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