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11/18/2005 09:10:30 AM · #226 |
| Why did you do all this? For money? Some sort of revenge? Or perhaps just for fun? |
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11/18/2005 09:13:02 AM · #227 |
Shut up! Just shut up! He doesn't get it. Please it's been four hours!
The cows could tape something by now!
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11/18/2005 09:16:56 AM · #228 |
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11/18/2005 09:25:06 AM · #229 |
We've been going about this all wrong, this Mr. Stay Puft's okay, he's a sailor, he's in New York, we get this guy laid we won't have any trouble.
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11/18/2005 09:27:44 AM · #230 |
| Are you gonna bark all day, little doggy? Or are you gonna bite? |
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11/18/2005 09:32:59 AM · #231 |
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11/18/2005 09:34:10 AM · #232 |
| Please, I beg you! For safety's sake, don't humiliate him! |
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11/18/2005 09:34:42 AM · #233 |
Shh. Listen. Do you smell that?
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11/18/2005 09:35:34 AM · #234 |
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11/18/2005 09:38:16 AM · #235 |
| You contemptible pig! I remained celibate for you. I stood at the back of a cathedral, waiting, in celibacy, for you, with three hundred friends and relatives in attendance. My uncle hired the best Romanian caterers in the state. To obtain the seven limousines for the wedding party, my father used up his last favor with Mad Pete Trullo. So for me, for my mother, my grandmother, my father, my uncle, and for the common good, I must now kill you, and your brother. |
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11/18/2005 09:38:30 AM · #236 |
Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together - mass hysteria.
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11/18/2005 09:50:05 AM · #237 |
| We are not in the Eighth dimension, we are over New Jersey. Hope is not lost. |
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11/18/2005 10:02:33 AM · #238 |
What the hell do you know about surfing? You're from goddamned New Jersey.
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11/18/2005 10:04:32 AM · #239 |
A world without string is chaos.
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11/18/2005 10:12:23 AM · #240 |
| With liquorice instead of string? |
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11/18/2005 10:12:54 AM · #241 |
| Pull the string! Pull the string! |
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11/18/2005 10:14:50 AM · #242 |
| Hal...Hal...Open the pod bay doors please, Hal... |
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11/18/2005 10:18:41 AM · #243 |
| What's a little pod-born pencil-neck doing volunteering for my corps? |
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11/18/2005 10:19:02 AM · #244 |
Whip me, beat me, take away my charge cards!
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11/18/2005 10:26:35 AM · #245 |
| Excuse me while I whip this out. |
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11/18/2005 10:38:21 AM · #246 |
Originally posted by brizmama:
Shut up! Just shut up! He doesn't get it. Please it's been four hours!
The cows could tape something by now! |
Only if they had come home.
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11/18/2005 10:40:05 AM · #247 |
| That's it, Steel! Whip it out! |
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11/18/2005 10:40:32 AM · #248 |
| There's no place like home |
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11/18/2005 10:42:29 AM · #249 |
| Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn. |
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11/18/2005 10:45:21 AM · #250 |
Women need a reason to have sex.
Men just need a place. |
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