At 12/29/10 01:19 PM, Blaze-Heatnix wrote: (Woah woah woah, we're not starting a new story, aren't we supposed to post the whole thing?)
The wall of text was getting too big so we just started copying the most recent paragraph.
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports
"There are no nudists in cold areas." - Tsugumi Ohba
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are
There is no Mercy, only DoDonPachi
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron."
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim.
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank.
Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard-up for cash, they stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash.
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man
I put the BS in BBS.
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a dirty hospital."
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a dirty hospital."
Bob smirked.
Why yes, that IS a large collection of 1998 "Smithy's Favourite Times" Licenced Cereal Pop Toys!
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a dirty hospital."
Bob smirked. Silly lady, tricks are
"There are no nudists in cold areas." - Tsugumi Ohba
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a dirty hospital."
Bob smirked. "Silly lady, tricks are for my
"Would you kindly..."
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a dirty hospital."
Bob smirked. "Silly lady, tricks are for my sock puppets!"
"There are no nudists in cold areas." - Tsugumi Ohba
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a dirty hospital."
Bob smirked. "Silly lady, tricks are for my sock puppets!"
With diabetes, comes great
"What does a robot eat for its birthday?" asked Al. Obama cringed yet stared shitting a midget because Adolf Hitler's butt was crawling with Jewish syphilis. And suddenly lesbians appeared!
"Fire the cannons, bitches!"
Adolf played with his pale wrinkly affidavit as Asian businessmen filed reports on Zen-Buddhism.
"You are a moron." said Bob, right after a vigorous morning swim in a shark-filled Iranian bank that's frozen.
"Whatever man I'm just keepin' it realer than a cake in a dirty hospital."
Bob smirked. "Silly lady, tricks are for my sock puppets!"
With diabetes, comes great ass cancer.
"There are no nudists in cold areas." - Tsugumi Ohba
At 1/13/11 08:04 PM, EraldoCoil wrote:
With diabetes, comes great ass cancer
and cake
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