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= "come and get it..."
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= what mom used to say when dinner was ready
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= go wash your hands
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= you don't know where that thing has been
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= would you touch it with a 10-foot pole?
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= not that I'm bragging
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= The sign over the door of the Church of the Well Endowed Men
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= that "wood" be my church
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= The House of God Which is the Church of the Living God the Pillar and Ground of the Truth Without Controversy, Inc.
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= our old tree house...
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= the he man wimmin hater's club (no gurlz alloud)
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= Little Rascals
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= not to be confused with the "dead-end kids..."
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= the Bowery boys
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= Every girl's crazy for a sharp dressed man.
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= Tophat |
= Fred Astaire
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= Less interesting than Ginger Rodgers, but a bit taller.
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= Gracie Allen with super-stiletto heels on a soap box
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= George Burns lying on the floor with a flashlight.
/ A man should put a woman on a pedestal. Makes it easier to look up her skirt. |
= "gracie, i know you're under there..."
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= Overheard near the Octagon at last years UFC title meet.
/ Still wouldn't want to make him angry. |
= Cheney, I'm gonna kick yer ass.
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= last held at Kurt Cobain's house
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= Courtney Love's hair while she vomits in the toilet
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= bleached mass of nasty frizz
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= wrong guy to hang around with |
= the guy your kid sister took to the prom
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= owes me money
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= my brother
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=many of my buddies:thumbsup: |
= the ones my mother warned me about.
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= women crazier than myself
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= they're always talking about me
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= the "others..."
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= Briefly saving Nichole Kidman from her well deserved obscurity.
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= Tom Cruise, before deciding to swim upstream
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= Jumping on Oprah's couch yelling, "I'm a horny Salmon, and I need to SPAWN!" over and over again.
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= Something that Oprah wanted to save, but he wanted to get back to Puget Sound.
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= the biggest one in the stream.
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= survival of the fittest
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= the epitome of darwinism
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= Killing yourself to Live
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= suicidal optimist
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= Glass half full of arsenic
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= an ambrosia for your favorite Ex
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= half full of old lace
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= grannies underpants
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= hanging on the towel bar
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= Looks like INXS needs a new singer
/ Aisle seat please. |
= sad news but his best has been done
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= Charlie Brown
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= forsaken innocence.
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= Kindergarten
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= everything i needed to know i learned there...
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= behind St Ambrose Catholic Church deep in the woods
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= Druids
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= depressed Irishmen
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= closing time at flannery's pub...
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= ahhh... the pleasing aroma
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= freshly baked blueberry cobbler
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= Nothing you want to step in, let me tell you
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= the back folds of the circus fat-lady or fat-gentleman
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= where's the flower? |
= A frequent but dreadfully predictable party game in Greenwich Village.
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= the classic mystery dinner
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= lunch in the HS cafeteria...
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= a potentially fatal experience
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= my belief (...)
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= god has three bungholes (...)
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= he said bunghole....haaa haaaa hhhaaaaa haaa
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= also sprachen butthead...
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= forked tongues
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= stereo lolly lickers
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= that new British fellow that sounds just like Freddie Mercury, both when he sings and when he explains that his sexuality is none of your business regardless of how apparent it is. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.)
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= Gary Mullen is just another blowhard shmuck
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= Running for MP as a tory.
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= Les Morpions (Los Cochinos)
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= Haha! Charade you are!
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= Audrey Hepburn giggling in Paris
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= One tiny but very classy little poot in a sidewalk cafe.
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= I have nothing to say to that
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= Asking a grapefruit how it feels about navel lint.
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= there's a "fish needs a bicycle" analogy here somewhere...
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= like I need another hole in the head
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= yes, one is quite enough thank you.
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= Is it really better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick?
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= a question you might ask your best friend and your worst enemy, equally.
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= Why are you such a fool?
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= Bush/Cheney '04
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= sour grapes
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= something in a tart and sassy boujelais?
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= looking forward to the Nouveau this fall
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= The wacky, madcap exploits of an Alabama lottery winner on the English estate he purchased, this fall on Fox. Laughs for the whole family.
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= slap my ass and call me sally...
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= what I did to the old mare I rode in prep school
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