Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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- Let your eyebrows grow, that might help.
- She's clean, Bob.
- Another lazy Weekend Repost
- I'll need your help in about 20 minutes.
- Vinegar? Soy sauce? Mustard? Stop me when it ta...
- I suppose you'll want gold instead of plastic as w...
- Good gracious, your ends are an absolute mess!
- I can probably change "Carl" to "Earl" pretty easily
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- Goodbye Kitty
- Try to imagine me not wearing a fake moustache.
- He can whack that ugly mole while he's at it.
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- He doesn't like eating bugs. Weird, eh?
- True, but Grumpy was different.
- Well, Amy Winehouse seems interesting.
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4 comments:
Cousin Bucky is the stuff of legend. He did my extension.
Sans, maybe that explains your absence of pantaloons: the inability to find a tailor willing to assess your rise. Or maybe you're just looking for a lift from the public at large.
The last time I did the public at large, I got lifted by the Police.
P.S. I concur. You are a genius.
I would think that the largeness of the public is why you did them in the first place. Nice of the police to lift you, though. And thanks.
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