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That line from the father's song in Mary Poppins, where he's going on about how nothing can go wrong, in Britain in 1910.  That's about the point I realized the boy was gonna die in a trench.

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Drink it for fucking breakfast.

Started by Salty, November 04, 2009, 01:06:41 AM

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Elder Iptuous

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November 09, 2009, 04:19:58 AM
Whee!
i hadn't read this yet! i like it.....

I have great plans of creating a pig shit powered methane production facility after the hubbert catastrophe....
i'm going to encourage barter, and i will run the town while riding on a giant retarded guy...

fomenter

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November 09, 2009, 04:21:48 AM
WHO RUN BARTER TOWN  :lulz: :lulz:
"So she says to me, do you wanna be a BAD boy? And I say YEAH baby YEAH! Surf's up space ponies! I'm makin' gravy... Without the lumps. HAAA-ha-ha-ha!"


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