Mary had a time machine which she used frequently to vermiculate weasels and hamsters on tuesdays and thursdays when she was available after school and she seen steve who is godly but is no match for the power of Super Regan the Pimp Godfather of All That is Funky and Velvet but the titilating taste of toast made her mouth water gallons upon gallons of pure saliva that tasted like cucumbers and french fries which she loved hugely because they are delicious and crispy when purchased through paypal so she found a way to make it turn into a netcast and get it on with hamsters because they are furry and everyone wants one Gates so kindly carress yourself until you acheive greatness and don't forget to search for follicle genocide on google video because it is wonderful and rare to witness it in one's lifetime despite problem with things like hamsters which always add to the adventure of nothingness which is very useful for making a big mac and cheese to feed great Cthulhu as he rises to the mountains of Titikaka and suddenly a major unstoppable farting has begun Oh no thought Joe I had beans for lunch If I could only then he remembered Mary's time machine and panicked which made him even fart louder disturbing the hamsters making a right mess of nearly half of the orphans Madonna adopted before her fall from grace into the deep pit of firey brimstone which grace being the big brother starlet who everyone at least everyone who was ANYONE thought would loves to cheat on with sexy elmos Suddenly Christmas was upon us and writing slowed down to a crawl because of an accident up ahead someone peed in the asile and it stunk like a dead rabbit stewed slowly in its own urine with added rosemary which is a herb that adds flavor to Italian sauces blimey said Herbert The Hooch me thinks my biscuits are burnin but the other day Shakespeare appeared from Mary's time machine and had nothing but angry words for the hapless simpleton amazed her Ignoring this grumpy old frail man Mary asked Will to compose himself however the giant zombies were approaching as he did a barrel roll narrowly escaping the grasp of zombie Dan Brown who sought to feast upon his fleshy brain a neverending pain filled eternity of infinite patience and rage against the machine lying in the distance waiting like dynamite under the twilight enlight mindsight too tight to touch too bright for sight so forth soccer mom asswipes fall down in slow rags but never reach the summit of souls because well just because I said so so thebigmashup go Whirling like dervishes around in our heads but wait am I really right lol I think I am im hungry need some taco bell hope i dont get sic ronaldhino is japanese don't you know where the taco bell dog went now over guitar dream I think the chalupa is making me hallucinate and I love the smell of napalm in the morning it makes my mouth water and my heart race so fast that nobody can keep up with me when swimming naked in the Mississippi River halucinating about 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from Rev Joe like when he used to slap my slender cheeks at the alter and bellow out "HOW'S YOUR HOLE " while guiding communion wafer onto my quivering bacon scented toenails for they are the true believers that guide my soles to a heavenly path beneath the dark eerie shadow's way North of Willy Mountain where the stars are red & the clouds are made up of fluffy chocolate candy floss and straw men in tin hats asking everyone "what is your major problem now that the kids are in bed let's open a beer so that then i thought to myself page-rank-10 info is cool because ressu had jatkasanalla markiisit guide I snapped back into reality from my daydream and interjected"where's the car I need it for juxtapositioning the skateboard before fully awakening and realising I had somehow crapped my pants and fallen down the stairwell of the eifel tower Paris - France so I slowly ate small gerbils to regain my dignity decided i needed a link at www page-rank-10 info to boost my websites pagerank and 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diabetic nightmares that had the room spinning the beans i'd had at lunch suddenly filled my the beans i'd had at lunch suddenly filled my undies with a ear splitting explosion of venting gas under dreadful pressure the seams of my pants splitting under the assault "I've 4 Oranges" in my pants I yelled to the orange blur behind me but it didn't reply so I went to my closet and ate the very first orangutan I could find and that was so delicious that I Zum Schluss sei noch erwähnt dass die Songs meine ihrer Wirkung verloren zu haben schein DIABEET SHO Lich in gute Bewertungsgefilde vorgestoßen wäre after i burped the german left me "I'll never eat a closet orangutang again" I promised myself knowing it was a promise I\'d never keep due to the diabetes and my fondness for fudge plus I sorta like the kilt wearing pit bulls as they yodel the national anthem and do the "hammer dance" under the mirrored disco ball as stairway to heaven blares loudly from 5 huge boom-boxes I asked What's shaking Norm " All four cheeks & I seek SWM with no job seeks dumpy neurotic for mutual psychological torture tepid sex and co- its pornography and self-righteous indignation wow this has to be the worst website layout ever ooga booga I can type some crap here Farty Crismas is an ASS and a felching expert I yelled as the left big-toe ingrown toenail sent stabs of pain on evey step as I ran to my locker for new undies hoping I had new ones after my last pant filling-fudge diabetic reaction episode of last night God I hope I brought new BVD's and a boatload of insulin cause I have 9 pounds of and a boatload of insulin cause I have 9 pounds of fudge that I'll gobble hoping to see the kilt wearing pit-bulls playing "It's a wonderful world" on kazoo's while tap dancing in unison while blind folded and balancing plates on sticks and swinging rabbits by their tails just like last nights sugar high diabetic coma vision which had me toe-tappin' for almost 12 hours of musical delight by fudge 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death flower in a star field ball but I couldn't find OH MY GOD MY LEGS MY LEGS OW just got caught in a motorboat moment via my left ventricle using aardvark floatation in an ooey gooey drippy ever-widening kind of a ho moerotic flow of ideas and thoughts running past my aardvark as the joggers quickly advanced and caught http://www behindwoods com/tamil-movie-news/sep-07 Yuvraj smashes broad samina for the 5th time this week wozog devasted everything around me including my aunt say what can´t understand "IG BIG KALIG " she said in a diabetic coma rant gently scratching her nether regions with a spade which was given to her by a man with a rusty one the only discourse left to him was his own thought that one burrito will certainly not be enough cheese to fly to the moon my dear mind out for the philatelist's sparrowhawk so sparrowing with its sighs highs sweet sweat diabeticaly diabolical the fudge grabbed me again sending my blood sugar off the charts again in a wild crashing rush my temples pounding out a quick-march drumbeat as the kilt wearing pitbulls hop-scotched into the room and assembled into a marching band with Kazoo's at the ready OMFG I yelled as they began playing "the flight of the bumblebee" just a tad off key and too loud wahahahaha my insulin pump cant keep up with this crazy trip that I'm on through the feeling of guilt returned to me like a bumerang and I was there to catch it the music became matter the bees zipped into my pants and dashed into the light of the tunnel at the end of the light-years away planets of McDoob until the sun faded into the jet stream where the turbulence rendered it useless due to a clogged turbine engine which the many teenagers thought was an impressive display of flattulence but little did they know that it truly was odd sized and had enourmous teeth-like eyebrows with only a few gaps where molars should have been theory cost accounting without much else to do except try on some spandex and playing some games of weiqi baduk or igo patchwork but she could not do so due to the growing importance of the euro in the center of the ring at my first day at school which totally sucked because she wasn't ready for commitment although she was very glad to service him in every sexual desire he wants love not sex so instead got out the scrabble and played a game of spot the shelabity it was fuun isn't strait besides triple bypass in a cessna flying bass drum amazing like the beatles and your mom is a fat ol lump of succulent chicken that you wish you could ok um idk wut 2 rite bout so i\'m gonna rite this