fact: I like boobies.

fact: I like maple syrup.


hmmmm, syrup covered boobs....an idea whose time has come.

The green people are street vessels used by the United Nations to prepare for a total takeover of the United States. The privately held property inside the United States would be internationalized, the citizen's weapons confiscated and the children gang-raped if we allow them to continue their covert operations. We have been softened for decades. The continual dumbing-down of our educational system and the increasing balality of popular culture are just two trends we can trace to a sick source. That source is Welsh people. They are right out in the open. Society has become so Welsh that most people do not recognise Welshness when they step in it. Like my mother's lawyer. Fucking Welsh bastard.

the Dutch are worse than the Welsh.

I also like boobies...

And on a side note, this is one sad ass thread. Its not nearly long enough

Tis better to light a candle than sit around cursing the darkness.

In other words; quit whining and post, damn you!

awwwww. 1 more week starting now and you have not gotten to 5000. come on ppl!!

Going to post until I gotta go

post post post

i AM TOTALLY POSTING RIGHT NOW

capitalization was accidental

I'm too busy to post.

Otherwise I'd be helping out.

WOOOO I DIDN'T NOTICE BEFORE BUT I GOT A PERFECT POST RECORD

3 POSTS IN 1 MINUTE

i capatilized on purpose that time

i think i'm going to take a shower right now.

That was a refreshing shower

one more post to get to a new page for me

Hurray new page

damn it that was just the end of the last page

I guess it wouldn't hurt to make a post here to help fight the good fight.

Next time post twice.

Next time post twice.

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So they said, we can't insure you. You're a serial head-transplant fetishist. So I said, you're a bloody pirate, charging me all this money in your brothel, but telling me at the last minute I can't buy sex insurance. And she said, well, what if you suddenly lop off my girl's head and screw it on to your neck-pipe? I said, I haven't got a fucking neck-pipe, what do you think I am? She said, I think you're one of those people who gets off by stealing other people's heads and wearing them. So I said, well, yes, but...

You see that? I got past your damn 10 character minimum rule, just as I did, your don't post the same crap twice withing five minutes. Pah!

You see that? I got past your damn 10 character minimum rule, just as I did, your don't post the same crap twice withing five minutes. Pah!
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So they said, we can't insure you. You're a serial head-transplant fetishist. So I said, you're a bloody pirate, charging me all this money in your brothel, but telling me at the last minute I can't buy sex insurance. And she said, well, what if you suddenly lop off my girl's head and screw it on to your neck-pipe? I said, I haven't got a fucking neck-pipe, what do you think I am? She said, I think you're one of those people who gets off by stealing other people's heads and wearing them. So I said, well, yes, but...

withing? God damn! I can't spell...nor go back and edit the posts, as it would ruin the magic.

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so I got that going for me...which is nice.

Three years ago, my parents, twin brother, and I(16)were walking to a London subway station at about 2 AM or so. As we're waiting outside there's this drunk old beggar asking for change about 10 feet away. This woman goes up gives him a couple bucks, and while thanking here he proceeds to drop his pants and start to drop his boxers. Then, when she turned to get away from this, he started following her with his pants around his ankles. He goes a couple of steps, stops, and then proceeds to walk straight into the brick wall next to him. Stops for a second, shakes his head, and then walks right back into the wall again. Sadly we didn't get to watch any more due to the trains untimely arrival, gotta love family vacations!

I reached a new plateau of drunkenness last night. I dont remember everything, but I do remember waking up on my belly in my bed, turning my head to the left, vomiting alot, then I turned my head back to the right, and continued to pass out.

I had the time of my life last night.

American's, as a nation, have a very high opinion of themselves.

This optimism has helped put men on the moon and the hubble in orbit.

However, this same unbridled and swaggering confidence must be tempered with reality: Remember we are the same nation that gave the world "Cheez-Whiz", "TV Dinners", Oscar Fucking Mayer Weiners, and the "Corn Dog".

And we were in Harrods, buying guavas, and we saw Kevin Kline. And he gave me a lovely smile....which was nice

And I was rummaging around in the attic and I found the original copy of the Bible....which was nice

All the goodness of peas! And all the goodness of cheese! brilliant! Cheesy Peas! And now, for a limited time, Strawberry Flavoured Squeezy Cheesy Peas

This week, I have been mostly eating; raspberry pop tarts.

You know Ronnie Corbett? He's brilliant! But he's not really small. They made him look small to fit on telly. They did it with trick photography, which is brilliant. Only they call it special effects, and they're brilliant. Like in Terminator 2. Have you seen it? It's about this bloke who can turn into a puddle and back again. Fantastic! Aren't sequels brilliant? They're the same film but with a different number, like two or three. Even bad films are great, 'cause at least they try. In the future, all films will be brilliant. In fact, everything will be brilliant in the future, with cars on monorails, brilliant silvery costumes, food in pills and probably some special futurey can-opener. Fantastic! And everything will be done by computers. Aren't computers brilliant? They can do anything! Except play football. They'd be no good in goal, but they do everything else, virtually. I'n't virtual reality brilliant? It's exactly like reality, only you wear a hat! I tried it with me brother's crash helmet and I fell down the stairs. Aren't hospitals brilliant?

You - fetch a body bag, you - find the murder weapon, and you - get your knickers on and get me a cup of tea!