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tea comes from a bag
bag and water in a cup
boxes are for jerks

next up:
the worlds smallest dog

can we please get back
to writing haiku instead
of just shit-talking?

::flings poo at the next poster::

next up:
you've got shit on your face.

Monosyllabic slackjawed troglodite!

that was only one syllable.

children, children, please
can't we all just get along?
I mean really. Jeez!

ha it even rhymes!
hauiku is too damn easy
I did it two times!

next:
Why is it so hard
to look someone in the eye
while you trash their yard?

(3 times!)

I made boob pasta once. It tasted like normal pasta.

Tee-hee!  I made "Pasta Peckerino" for a friend once.  The penis pasta, alfredo sauce, and a couple of Italian sausages and meatballs from Buca di Beppo, artfully arranged.  Topped with shaved pecorino romano, of course.

(Yes, it took two sausages.  The meatballs were so big that I had to split one sausage and shove the other sausage into it to make the dick proportionally wide.)

I hadda porn part once and we did that too!!

I wont even get into the cake we made

My girlfriend and I invented a very easy dish. It's Lasagna but with meatballs (or meatless meatballs) instead of meat.  It tastes exactly the same as regular lasagna, but it's great for potlucks and dinner parties because you can go around asking everyone "Would you like some ballsagna?" or "Have you tried my ballsagna?"

squirrel master's bitch
safe from nasty nate's lusting
coctail fruit rests well

next: kangaroo boxing

I will say one thing in defense of Budweiser. I'm pretty sure it's union made. Power to the workers!
Also, when I was in St. Louis we went on the tour of the bud brewery. You can't believe how damn fast they're making that swill...

Firefox kicks ass.

You guys attack quite well for being so anti-war.  Maybe you should reconsider your stance?  It reminds me of the killer bees swarm mentality.  Attack, attack, attack...

Usually when something/someone is so careless as to disturb the hive.

::Gives cookie to Eldora::

Jethro Tull, baby!

I'm still young enough to Rock and Roll, but maybe a little too old to breakdance.

Heh.
Glam Rock outlasts 'em all.
You know how old I am, wincey?

Yeah, that was about the same time as the Glam Rock era, wasn't it?