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Grasping her dorsal fin tighter, I spurred

  • Grasping her dorsal fin tighter, I spurred my dolphin on, leaned ahead, victory within my grasp. There was the finish line, and beyond it, Talula waited, my sweet Talula, who
  • loved Chalula pepper sauce. Talula loved Chalula. The hypnotic rhyme stole my focus and my racing dolphin took a sharp left. I slammed into the
  • shore of the Pajeet Beach. If we look closely in the distance, we can see a wild hobo sitting by the corner. This sub-species seems parasitic of the of its umbrella species, and we
  • do not understand why they have not been exterminated by the more predatorial members of the homo sapien population, However, scientists have discovered that street musicians
  • in Alaska, on average, did not wear enough warm clothing. A further study would need to be undertaken to determine how this related to the rest of the country. Without funding the
  • lab will be shut down and we'll all be out on our ass. Got it? Make some data up, pay some people to give testimonials. I don't care. Just do your job for once, please Fred? Parkas
  • were thrown over the tanks with the "experiments". Fred hastily instructed lab assistants on their testimony, handing each a bundle of cash. The door opened. ♥Oh hellooo inspector♥
  • He said. The testimony was filmed and the inspector took the footage, running it through a lie detector. Unfortunately, the lie detector did not work properly any more and missed
  • that the dog did in fact eat his homework. The judge proclaimed little Johnny guilty & sentenced him to 1 month of being grounded without parole, as well as
  • saying 50 times, "My dog didn't eat my homework." As the words left his lips Bowser dry heaved like a lion in heat before belching out a confetti rain of algebra. Johnny appealed.

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