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-long botany of desire conference which was sadly all about making your plants sexy for eachother. Pagans could be a little weird, but i'd take them any time over the monotheists! -
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on a Rope, a bondage expert specailizing in confessional fantasies. His right hand man was Damebledorf, a gender bending witch who loved hogs and warts. And the final member was
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from the screen. He felt in his pocket for more tokens...empty! Blast it! Why didn't his mom give him more tokens! He hated her and he hasted this stupid chuck.e.cheese! He went
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His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spagghetti! He's nervous, but
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Lately I've been stuck imagining what I want to do and what I really think. But instad of being truly introspective, I'm going to blow out and be a little inapproproate! Shame on
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I woke up in the morning feeling a little shitty. I grabed my glasses and headed out the door. I'm going to hit this city, but before I leave I'm going to brush my teeth with
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drag queen horde armed with pink totes repeled the legion of bigots in an epic battle between right and wrong. The battle cry of "Oh no she didn't!" rang out and the queens won!
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ting of Vampire Blood." Lame! Screw all this hippy dippy stuff. I was addicted to Vjuice and I was a proud Vman. Now lets go find some Vamps to drain!
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lead me to believe she could not throw the stein so hard so fast so far and so accurately! I caught it and chugged the entire concoction, felling sick but triumphant!
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Marmaduke, seeing the carnage, leapt out of his strip and bit me on the butt as I choked Snoopy to death. Seeing that he was too late, Marmaduke killed me. Sad but true.
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True, the four armed, two necked Christmas sweater was only occupied by one person, but was blatantly begging for another occupant. So the PTA voted 18-2 agaisnt admitting her.
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much drama, I thought. I lifted my head form my notebook, wiped a way the drool, read what I had written above, and though wow, I need to stop drinking absinthe before I write!
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have anyone's baby, so why take mine? Why the audience? Why bring owls, long-eared or otherwise? I confronted him with these questions. Shocked, he humphed off, leaving us behind.
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to her neck with my three inch nails. I already had Sriracha sauce under my nails, so the Spam/Sriracha combination was delectable. Eating stray synthetic hairs was a small price.
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laugh. "Oh Swampthing, you can't satisfy me like that! You have to talk dirty, not just smell dirty." Fascinated, Swampthing began grunting pornographically until JJ was spent!
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spun in a circle, hopping to "wonder woman out," but I just got dizzy. Helling Shazam, didn' help either. So I went home crying hoping the linoleum and my ego would recover.
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unnecessary. Lord Voldemort knew this, but Harry didn't so Harry ran around trying to destroy dozens of ingredients in an effort to thwart Voldemort's anti-DVD plans. Harry failed!
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on all eight legs over to his neighbors and begged them for a discount on a projection device. Horrified that he was actually a spider with no shoulders, they refused. He was sad.
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really really dirty looks. He wasn't violent, so he wasn't going to shoot them with a gun, duh! Chuman or Manpanzee or whatever you called it was a success! I would be rich!
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two-barrel wine truck and went home exhausted. I watched My Cousin Vinny a few times that night wondering why the whole "Ute"/"Youth" thing was so funny. Finding no answer, I