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hey my name is Jeff. i wanted to have a friend

  • hey my name is Jeff. i wanted to have a friend that was def. I was walking down the street and i found a...
  • foghorn. I blasted it in people's ears and waited until I found someone that did not react. BingO! A deaf person. Attempting to befriend them I struck up a conversation. "Hello, go
  • od day to you, my friend." The deaf person nodded. "I have a foghorn here, would you mind if I practiced a bit in front of you?" He shrugged. Only 99 more and I'd have my audience
  • "Do you have any deaf friends?" I asked cheerfully, looking around him. His friends then wriggled out of his ears and came resting on my foghorn, biting at it viciously.
  • No I answered
  • I was going to finish eating this bowl of pudding, and no one was going to stop me! I grabbed my spoon, sang the Russian national anthem, scooped up a spoonful, and ate it whole!
  • I felt a strange sensation in my lower gut. Oh no, I'm poisoned! I started feeling very queasy, then dropped to the ground. I hate pudding roullette.
  • I felt a strange sensation in my lower gut. Oh no, I'm poisoned! I started feeling very queasy, then dropped to the ground. I hate pudding roullette.
  • That was the last time I ate at Leona's. Plasticene flowers were everywhere, adding to the false floor. The holes numbered 457,357.
  • The moral of this story was obvious. Without any hint of context or something, however, small to go on, those who follow you will be undoubtedly lost for words.

1 Comments

  1. Krammy Feb 22 2016 @ 09:51

    Okay then...

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