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Keep your stupid questions to your stupid self.

Started by MedeoPlusPlus, August 07, 2003, 12:41:31 AM

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DJRubberducky

Ah, but do coconut boobies make you want to never leave the house? ;)
- DJRubberducky
Quote from: LMNODJ's post is sort of like those pills you drop into a glass of water, and they expand into a dinosaur, or something.

Black sheep are still sheep.

LMNO

Are you saying you have non-coconut boobies, and you never leave the house?

saint aini

That's it. I'm going to make a coconut bra, but how?
Mary: Let me ask you something.
[Grabs his hand]
Mary: Why are you alive?
John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.
Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?
John Preston: What's the point of your existence?
Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.

LMNO


noodle

usually coconut bras are made out of...um...coconuts...

Shaitan5

co co nut... good.
What's REALLY going on?

saint aini

What shall we do with an OPIE Chef?
What shall we do with an OPIE Chef?
What shall we do with an OPIE Chef?
Earlye in morning!

Hurray, hogtie him to a pink Camry.
Hurray, hogtie him to a pink Camry.
Hurray, hogtie him to a pink Camry.
Earlye in the morning!

Shave his balls with a rusty razor,
Shave his balls with a rusty razor,
Shave his balls with a rusty razor,
Earlye in the morning!

Slice his sack with the surgeon's scalpel!
Slice his sack with the surgeon's scalpel!
Slice his sack with the surgeon's scalpel!
Earlye in the morning!

What shall we do with his shriveled balls?
What shall we do with his shriveled balls?
What shall we do with his shriveled balls?
Earlye in the morning!

Hurray, toss them to the gulls.
Hurray, toss them to the gulls.
Hurray, toss them to the gulls.
Earlye in the morning!

Why are you still alive?
Why are you still alive?
Why are you still alive?
Earlye in the morning!

Beat his ass with a tire iron.
Beat his ass with a tire iron.
Beat his ass with a tire iron.
Earlye in the morning!

Lube him up good before the sun
Lube him up good before the sun.
Lube him up good before the sun
Earlye in the morning!
Mary: Let me ask you something.
[Grabs his hand]
Mary: Why are you alive?
John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.
Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?
John Preston: What's the point of your existence?
Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.

Burning Trees

What if Chef were one of us?
Someone should give you an award.

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Quote from: Burning TreesWhat if Chef were one of us?

Then what would Talufa be?
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

Fredfredly ⊂(◉‿◉)つ


doubtless incident

how come my second toe is longer than my big toe?
TIMMYYYYY!!!!!!

doubtless incident

could we get a cross eyed smiley please?

i really want one.
TIMMYYYYY!!!!!!

saint aini

Mary: Let me ask you something.
[Grabs his hand]
Mary: Why are you alive?
John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.
Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?
John Preston: What's the point of your existence?
Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.

doubtless incident

where's the cross eyed one?
TIMMYYYYY!!!!!!

saint aini

Quote from: doubtless incidentwhere's the cross eyed one?

:x  :roll:  :wink:  :oops:  :cry:  :twisted:  :shock:  :?

:x  :roll:  :wink:  :oops:  :cry:  :twisted:  :shock:  :?
Mary: Let me ask you something.
[Grabs his hand]
Mary: Why are you alive?
John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.
Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?
John Preston: What's the point of your existence?
Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.