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Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

Lets start a story. Each person posts adds only ONE word to the story.

Example:
Person one: Once
Person two: Once Upon
Person three: Once Upon A
Person four: Once Upon A Time

Lets see if we can come up with a good one.

Rules.
Well... guidelines, really...
Uhm...
Don't just put one word in the box so we have to read every single post to get the story.

Copy what's already there and add a word.

So ONE person could write

"I am a very good"

And instead of the next person writing just "author" He/she writes "I am a very good author."
Get it?

ME START! ME START!!!

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It

Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :

It couldn't

Posted by Icarus (Member # 3162) on :

It couldn't have come

Posted by mr_porteiro_head (Member # 4644) on :

Sorry -- I put the "have" in there, but then immediately deleted it. Not fast enough, I guess. Sorry.

Posted by mr_porteiro_head (Member # 4644) on :

It couldn't have come at

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a

Posted by rubble (Member # 6454) on :

I couldn't have come at a worse

Posted by Teshi (Member # 5024) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment.

Posted by rubble (Member # 6454) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There

Posted by Eduardo_Sauron (Member # 5827) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was

Posted by Icarus (Member # 3162) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary

[ September 29, 2004, 11:36 AM: Message edited by: Icarus ]

Posted by Eduardo_Sauron (Member # 5827) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in

[ September 29, 2004, 11:38 AM: Message edited by: Turgan ]

Posted by Scott R (Member # 567) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary sitting atop

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

DUDE!!!
The word is FIGHTING. NOT SITTING

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting

That's the snetence

[ September 29, 2004, 11:39 AM: Message edited by: Turgan ]

Posted by Icarus (Member # 3162) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in pajamas

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

good enough.

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered

Posted by Eduardo_Sauron (Member # 5827) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses

Is that how you spell that? Molasses? Molassis? Ionno.

ONWARD!

[ September 29, 2004, 11:42 AM: Message edited by: Turgan ]

Posted by AmkaProblemka (Member # 6495) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The

Posted by Teshi (Member # 5024) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked

Posted by Scott R (Member # 567) on :

Can we skip prepositions and articles?

Posted by AmkaProblemka (Member # 6495) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked like

Posted by ae (Member # 3291) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely

Posted by AmkaProblemka (Member # 6495) on :

Yeah, what Scott said. We have all these cool ideas that need the informationless words in front of them.

I beat ya ae, but lets combine, eh?

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like...

[ September 29, 2004, 11:48 AM: Message edited by: AmkaProblemka ]

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

No. A word is a word is a word.

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs

edit: Whoops. Forgot "strangely"

[ September 29, 2004, 11:53 AM: Message edited by: Turgan ]

Posted by AmkaProblemka (Member # 6495) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding

Posted by Farmgirl (Member # 5567) on :

more action verbs! more action verbs!

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

ooooh. Nice change up.

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking

Posted by AmkaProblemka (Member # 6495) on :

ooooh. Nice change up.

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango

Posted by BannaOj (Member # 3206) on :

[ROFL]

tears came to my eyes!

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca

Posted by Annie (Member # 295) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled

Posted by kaioshin00 (Member # 3740) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled, "I waargh bicycling with

Posted by Phanto (Member # 5897) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!

Meanwhile,

[ September 29, 2004, 02:11 PM: Message edited by: Phanto ]

Posted by Eduardo_Sauron (Member # 5827) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in

Posted by Dan_raven (Member # 3383) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end

Posted by Teshi (Member # 5024) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he

Posted by Taalcon (Member # 839) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys

Posted by Narnia (Member # 1071) on :

(This thread made me laugh so hard that I was crying!!)

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

(Well DUH.. I posted it. [ROFL]

)

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch

[ September 29, 2004, 06:51 PM: Message edited by: Turgan ]

Posted by JaimeBenlevy (Member # 6222) on :

I think I'll give it a shot:

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly

Posted by imogen (Member # 5485) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another

Posted by Bob_Scopatz (Member # 1227) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious

Posted by Anthro (Member # 6087) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken

Posted by Wendybird (Member # 84) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although

Posted by imogen (Member # 5485) on :

posted September 30, 2004 01:13 AM
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It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire

Posted by mr_porteiro_head (Member # 4644) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing

Posted by fiazko (Member # 5812) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

*bump*

Posted by Goody Scrivener (Member # 6742) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly

Goody

Posted by docmagik (Member # 1131) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but

Posted by Eruve Nandiriel (Member # 5677) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate

(edit: *shakes fist at Turgan, who posted faster*)

[ September 30, 2004, 11:58 AM: Message edited by: Eruve Nandiriel ]

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

This is getting pretty funny...

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork

(What's with the friggin mangos? lololol)

[ September 30, 2004, 11:46 AM: Message edited by: Turgan ]

Posted by Telperion the Silver (Member # 6074) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had

[ September 30, 2004, 12:19 PM: Message edited by: Telperion the Silver ]

Posted by Alucard... (Member # 4924) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm

[ September 30, 2004, 12:29 PM: Message edited by: Alucard... ]

Posted by JaimeBenlevy (Member # 6222) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm
been

(Can we get this back to making sense?)

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

sorry... those aren't in the rules. Just have fun man, geeze.

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

bump... heh heh

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

bumpity bump bump bump

Posted by Alucard... (Member # 4924) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead

[ September 30, 2004, 11:07 PM: Message edited by: Alucard... ]

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

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It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan

[ September 30, 2004, 11:41 PM: Message edited by: advice for robots ]

Posted by Book (Member # 5500) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless

[ October 01, 2004, 01:00 AM: Message edited by: Book ]

Posted by AmkaProblemka (Member # 6495) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of

Posted by Telperion the Silver (Member # 6074) on :

quote:
I regurgitated leftover laxative

Posted by vwiggin (Member # 926) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to

Posted by Telperion the Silver (Member # 6074) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold

Posted by St. Yogi (Member # 5974) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his

Posted by Eruve Nandiriel (Member # 5677) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly

Posted by Icarus (Member # 3162) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this

Posted by Eruve Nandiriel (Member # 5677) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes

Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :

<insert request> What happened to Luke Skywalker?

Posted by TomDavidson (Member # 124) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"

Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

(Note: the end.)

Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :

[Cry]

Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :

Did Luke get help for his asthma? Why was Mary in her pajamas? Was this story about an entertainingly disasterous dinner that takes place during an air battle between crocodiles and monkeys?

Stay tuned for next week when we answer these questions and more!

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

Those questions get answered?! And here's me despairing over a cliffhanger.

Posted by Icarus (Member # 3162) on :

::high fives Tom::

Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary

Posted by JaimeBenlevy (Member # 6222) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies
[Razz]

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

(oooh.. good twist. LOLOLOL!)

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devestation

Posted by Book (Member # 5500) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devestation doesn't

Posted by pooka (Member # 5003) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates
(edit: I had to fix "Devastation")

[ October 01, 2004, 06:11 PM: Message edited by: pooka ]

Posted by Telperion the Silver (Member # 6074) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel

Posted by Book (Member # 5500) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely

Posted by Defenestraitor (Member # 6907) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed

Posted by Zevlag (Member # 1405) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his

Posted by WishfulWiggin (Member # 6823) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue

Posted by Little_Doctor (Member # 6635) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons

Posted by digging_holes (Member # 6237) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator

Posted by Goody Scrivener (Member # 6742) on :

posted October 02, 2004 08:17 PM
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It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag

Posted by Mr.Funny (Member # 4467) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned

Posted by alath (Member # 6150) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as

Posted by ae (Member # 3291) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael

Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards

[ October 03, 2004, 03:49 PM: Message edited by: Tammy ]

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the

Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :

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It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness

[ October 04, 2004, 11:35 AM: Message edited by: advice for robots ]

Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :

[Frown]

I wish that we could hear about the characters already introduced instead of introducing more.

Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :

(Yay!! Is Luke still wheezing?)

Posted by rubble (Member # 6454) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin

Posted by Brian_Berlin (Member # 6900) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin. ICK!

Posted by Narnia (Member # 1071) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin. "ICK!" proclaimed Luke

Posted by Corwin (Member # 5705) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin. "ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having

Posted by Corwin (Member # 5705) on :

(drat...)

Posted by Book (Member # 5500) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin. "ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous

Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses

[ October 05, 2004, 12:36 AM: Message edited by: sarcasticmuppet ]

Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet

Posted by Coccinelle (Member # 5832) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp

Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT

Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

heh
bump

Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep

Posted by Telperion the Silver (Member # 6074) on :

[ROFL]

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork

Posted by Narnia (Member # 1071) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists?

Posted by Coccinelle (Member # 5832) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolten's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered innapropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes!

Posted by A Rat Named Dog (Member # 699) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There

Posted by Defenestraitor (Member # 6907) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they

Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go

Posted by Narnia (Member # 1071) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making

Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic

Posted by Brian_Berlin (Member # 6900) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms

Posted by Defenestraitor (Member # 6907) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and

Posted by Brian_Berlin (Member # 6900) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

Posted by Defenestraitor (Member # 6907) on :

posted October 07, 2004 12:18 PM
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It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA

Posted by Brian_Berlin (Member # 6900) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza

Posted by AbeLinclon (Member # 6923) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur

Posted by jehovoid (Member # 2014) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur ejaculated

[I'm reading Ulysses right now, and by comparison this story is actually coherent]

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly.

[ October 11, 2004, 12:53 PM: Message edited by: advice for robots ]

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. Man,

Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. Man, ejaculation

[ October 11, 2004, 02:38 PM: Message edited by: sarcasticmuppet ]

Posted by MEC (Member # 2968) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. Man, ejaculation is

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. Man, ejaculation is so

Posted by KageMusha (Member # 6613) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. Man, ejaculation is so politically

Posted by doobie (Member # 6422) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped.

[Eek!]

Posted by skillery (Member # 6209) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri

Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

BUMPZ()R!!!!

Posted by jehovoid (Member # 2014) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any

Posted by pooka (Member # 5003) on :

OOC This story has certain gone full circle, at the moment.

Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions

Posted by Boris (Member # 6935) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.

"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.

"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"

Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.

"Mary!"

Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?

Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.

Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...

"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.

"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"

Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.

"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in

Posted by Narnia (Member # 1071) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval

Posted by Turgan (Member # 6697) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries

Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like

Posted by GaalDornick (Member # 8880) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Posted by Orincoro (Member # 8854) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again,

Posted by aiua (Member # 7825) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

t couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth

Posted by RunningBear (Member # 8477) on :

t couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange

Posted by ricree101 (Member # 7749) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange how

Posted by vonk (Member # 9027) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange how much

((this is freaking hilarious! I laughed till I peed!)<---That's not part of the story, I really did.)

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange how much Monica's

Posted by Altáriël of Dorthonion (Member # 6473) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange how much Monica's feet retracted

Posted by Juxtapose (Member # 8837) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange how much Monica's feet retracted when meandering violently

Posted by advice for robots (Member # 2544) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange how much Monica's feet retracted when meandering violently across carpeted West

Posted by vonk (Member # 9027) on :

It couldn't have come at a worse moment. There was Mary fighting in Pajamas covered in molasses. The stuff looked strangely like pigs bleeding acid. Luke Skywalker wheezed vehemently.
"Stop drinking mango smoothies! You always seem drunk and hot," Mary screamed.
"Huh?" Chewbacca mumbled "I waargh bicycling with WAAAAAAAAARGH! Itchy pants!"
Meanwhile, back in Valinor VII, Roosevelt screamed, "Please don't hit my planet!"
Bush pilots, blindly, a mature crocodile towards the end. Confusion saw himself. "Gross." he moaned as nobody realized monkeys actually catch baseballs with armpits. Unshaven as Michael Bolton's great big kneecap.
"Mary!"
Suddenly another spurious debate sucked the chicken's souls through the yankee's trachial tube. Although penguins admire nothing flavorless, Basquiat Jones eagerly but carefully ate mango pork Chewbacca jerkey. Never had phlegm been so sexy. Oh why is drooling excessively considered inappropriate?
Out behind Chewbacca's steakhouse I regurgitated leftover laxative while deifying bobblehead Puritan ideals. Regardless of Franky's inability to hold his molasses flavored jelly, this conclusion concludes this inconclusive story.
Meanwhile, Mary dies. Devastation doesn't begin until Chewbacca gesticulates with Michael and Gabriel freely. Gabriel lassoed his jar of blue crayons...
"This alligator bag bites," groaned Chewbacca as Michael chews chewing Chewbacca-brand toe fungus. Afterwards things got a might screechy inside the tummy of solitude. Superman buzzed about, leaking wookie-ness over Mary's third cousin.
"ICK!" proclaimed Luke, having gasped amorphous masses of sweet mango pulp scented wheeziness. "THIS FRUITY GERBIL SMOOTHIE TASTES MUCH MORE PUNGENT THAN MARY'S PAJAMAS!"
Nobody danced. Not one peep. Nobody. Pork sausages? Nope! Hedonists? Nope! Mangos? Yes! There they go, making exotic rhythms and rhymes.
"BAKA!" Ranma Ramza Bubbles, the bubbley connoisseur, ejaculated slowly. "Man, ejaculation is so politically counterproductive," Monica gasped. Clinton, Missouri, and Sue Pollycronnopolis disavowed any illegal transactions in oval countries like Russia.

Again, it seemeth strange how much Monica's feet retracted when meandering violently across carpeted West Texas.