stigant
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Ok new one (right? this is the new page):

It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger.

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Chalks
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown

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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band

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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry

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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't

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stigant
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me

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Jatopian
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam

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SKWERLL
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net

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SKWERLL? MORE LIKE THE DORK CHEESE!

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Chalks
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers

The_Red_Hawk
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally.

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The red hawk's dance of death.

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The Stew Boy
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes

SKWERLL
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!"

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SKWERLL? MORE LIKE THE DORK CHEESE!

The best hold in the world!

The Stew Boy
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune

Chaco
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune and whipping a mace around my head.

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Insane
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It's been a long time since I went swimming after losing my arms in that hotel in Fiji which my friend's grandparents own, while kissing a moose strapped to my back who is slightly insane (rather like this thread) and singing "Hi Ho, Hi Ho, It's Off To Work We Go" in perfect harmony with my friend whose eyes are going crazy for cookoo pops with extra double chocolate and cherries on top that come from Switzerland but taste nastily bad if you dip them in petroleum and then light a match while writing run-on sentences in Greek with charcoal and wax, so help me God, before I go jump in a pool of green jello that is bobbing up and down because of the moose that used to walk around town looking at all the moose-antlers during the credit sequence for Northern Exposure in 1384

-Insane
Ps. i have no idea when it really was.

Pps. I never knew there was a second page

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Insane
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune and whipping a mace around my head that is made out of rubber

-Insane

The Stew Boy
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune and whipping a mace around my head that is made out of rubber but has metal bits at both ends

Insane
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune and whipping a mace around my head that is made out of rubber but has metal bits at both ends that could hurt a bit, if they weren't so thin that they'll break on contact,

-Insane

The Stew Boy
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune and whipping a mace around my head that is made out of rubber but has metal bits at both ends that could hurt a bit, if they weren't so thin that they'll break on contact and shatter into many tiny pieces

DiMono
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune and whipping a mace around my head that is made out of rubber but has metal bits at both ends that could hurt a bit, if they weren't so thin that they'll break on contact and shatter into many tiny pieces when it suddenly occured to me "why is my head made out of rubber?"

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stigant
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It had been a long time since I tasted the bitter waxiness of an ear boogger after dancing to The Final Countdown as sung by a Armenian bluegrass cover band while dancing with a girlfriend I totally wanted to marry but didn't have time to ask before she was stolen from me by the Invisible Pink Unicorn's clam, who happened to be writing run-on sentences on these forums operated by DROD.net which is inhabited by SKWERLLs and cheese luvers who dance maniacally and explode after five minutes while yelling "The Dork Cheese! The Dork Cheese!" out of tune and whipping a mace around my head that is made out of rubber but has metal bits at both ends that could hurt a bit, if they weren't so thin that they'll break on contact and shatter into many tiny pieces when it suddenly occured to me "why is my head made out of rubber?" and more importantly, "if I ever find someone who's head is glue, then whatever they say will bounce off of me and stick to them"

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