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  "Don't you?" Gerd snickered snidely. "Can you back that up?" I couldn't, but, unfortunately, I had a weakness for accidental pasta. I ate it quickly. Washing it down with urine...

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  2017-04-12 19:17:58

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  I was tending bar at Mel Cooley's when Alan Brady sat down and ordered a Buddy Sorrell on the rocks, but I screwed up and served him a Sally Rogers straight up, and he got pissed

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  2017-04-05 01:37:12

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  danced dumbly in the dense darkness down in the dungeon of Dylan's dynasty dumpster and denounced the diameter of diamond in the dying Dylan dungeon diaper. Do I make myself clear?

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  2017-04-05 01:27:41

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  that the canal was empty and the man who I thought was German (but was probably actually Russian) fell and hit his head on the concrete and started screaming out in Chinese 屁眼

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  2017-03-26 22:28:57

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  rather endlessly abrupt. Then I asked myself why I was talking so much to myself and paying no attention to the new season of "Poppycock & Coddle, " and myself had no reply.

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  2017-03-26 15:06:44

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  it was penile pencils, the week before that it was booby binders. In today's world of stupidity, ROTC stands for Redneck Officer Technical Challenge...Uncle Sam wants Dumbasses!

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  2017-03-26 14:57:20