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Edited by
Dancere
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Fri 03/27/09 04:22 PM
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 OK, so it follows then, that: Ms Cooking Sherry did it w/ tha cast-iron/moon-rock skillet in the Romper Room number 9 ...  Behind the tacky sofa and beneath the Cherry Moon ...  In the sultry heat of the Hickory Wind ...  Down on THE smoulderin' Bayou ...  Where Willie and the Po' Boys were just a playin' and a pickin' their teeth before they flossed ... oh yeah ...  Somewhere near the 200 Motels in downtown CentreVille ...  E - Ville ... 
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........Oh no, hold on......
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... Wait for it ...
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O,K.
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... Seat Belts and Rumpus Room restraining, naughty chairs ...
... W/ safety goggles and .... ... Bubbles w/ Moonrocks, Pepsi and a ...  Are FDA Flight Association Regulatory Sh!mitee required safety precautions!  Playah, Puh-leeze!  I'm NOT a girl who misses...  Much... I miss childhood and hot lava ...  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qE2Vdcv9Q_o I need a fix ... I'm goin' down ... 
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So....how many holes did it take to fill The Albert Hall?
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So....how many holes did it take to fill The Albert Hall?  Pi ( + Cake! Let 'em eat ... it's what's for dinna', playah'!)= 3.14159265358979323846264338327950288 41971693993751058209749445923078164062 86208998628034825342117067982148086513 28230664709384460955058223172535940812 848111745028410270193852110555964462294 895493038196442881097566593344612847564 8233786783165271201909145648566923460348 610454326648213393607260249141273724587 0066063155881748815209209628292540917153 64367892590360011330530548820466521384146 951941511609 ... + 2 ... Shh-, Be werwy quiyet ...  I'm fixin' a hole in the roof : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mlHBO5iAJ8 For Loverly Rita ...  Da Meta' Maid ... ...
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Prepare for BLASTOFF!!!
Houston, we have Ignorition ... 10, 9, 8, 7, 5, ... I mean 6, ... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0 ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sEpPKRPCUPw  Goodbye cruel conspiracy suckahs ... 
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 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUZuV0xce3A&NR=1 Well, the landing was bittersweet and bumpy ... This was the welcome wagon ... We will definitely seek to acclamate to the strange new customs ...  Luckily, laughter is something we all, instantly, shared in common ... phew! |
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Father McKensey touched my peepee and I liked it...
Let me start from the beginning... what am I saying? There is no time... I'll start from the middle, near the end, and then if there's any time left, instead of taking questions, I'll back-track... I'm sure wherever you are, there's a chair next to you. Now if there was an invisible cat sitting in that chair, the chair would appear empty, right? But the chair DOES look empty, so this must mean that there is in fact an invisible cat sitting in that chair...! Now how does an invisible cat have anything to do with Father McKensey molesting me? Remember, I'm not taking any questions... |
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So far I proved the existence of the invisible cat, much in the same way that I explained my string extention of the big bang theory... and, using the same logic, proved that Pete Best was in fact the walrus...
Let's go back five years... no seven years... 12 years and I just woke up... I'm laying on the floor, on a cold tile floor of a semi empty apartment in North Hollywood. The rig's still in my vein... I loved doing Belushies... a mixture of coke and smack shot straight to the vein. You might better know it as doin' a speedball, but Belushie is what we called it. You'll never experience a high quite like it. Within seconds, the coke takes effect, blood reaches your heart and starts beating fast... faster, faster... then the blood reaches your brain and the heroin takes over, heart beat slows down, almost to a halt... You get this tunnel vision, euphoric feeling... much the same as biting into a York peppermint pattie, but much, much better... if you've mixed too much heroin with the coke you'll pass out. Which is what happened to George and I. Yeah, my best friend, partner in crime and band mate. The Daisey half of the Toxic Daisies... This time though, he wasn't gonna wake up... |
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Drink man drink its weekend
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Alcohol doesn't phase me...
What else ya got? |
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Buddy....this is logistics, and economics of life. Sucks when the gift that made you also killed you tooo..........
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....body's writing checks it can't cash.........trouble!
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Buddy....this is logistics, and economics of life. Sucks when the gift that made you also killed you tooo.......... ...I have 2 replies, pick whichever one you like: 1. Wait a minute, I'm not dead yet! (Monty Python) 2. While my guitar gently weeps? |
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" The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated."-Mark Twain
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....body's writing checks it can't cash.........trouble! Scorpicus, It's obvious that you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows! |
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The nether-world never sleeps.
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