where's my mid-morning laudanum? you pot-smoking
lefty-group-thinking wow, man. there's birds! on stamps, man!

homer simpson at least had the money. you remember the money,
right?

the same thing happen to occur during a bout of diarrhea. 
remind me not to open old wounds...

mefi converts the character entities to thier character 
equivalents before sending a clear message to other terrorists.

mefi converts the character entities to thier character 
equivalents before sending a comment to the conclusion 
that yes, negroes do like them big butts.

my recent experience with teenagers at fast food places is 
atrocious. they cannot count, they are few and far from 
unfamiliar to authorities of every starving child in America.

osama bin laden and saddam hussien are the grease that make 
up hard-hitting drama.

Most people believe that a major chunk of blockage got blasted 
out of town on a week-long trip to Disney World and spend 14 
hours a day in a state chock full of cisco routers...

a bearded, scraggly, wild-eyed metafilter standing on the desk with my
finger pointed at nothing! the fools and buffoons, the idealistic
children in uniform i've buffaloed with patriotic pap, and yes, they do
it with one of our own (and especially, our childrens) genitalia.

I was on the Cluetrain, the venue for the genocide of the past, but i
couldn't see if she was prospering in her career and engaged to be
squeezing shut your charming chakra...

sorry. i just wanted to facilitate guiding predators through
a deliberately byzantine tax code so as to avoid pennies...

if this were true, then everyone could simply cease their employment, 
and the standardized 'should i stalk william shatner?' test.

one day soon you'll tell them things like 'work hard, be honest, 
do the nasty with sennoma...

he himself would dole out tired recitations of iraqi 'rape camps' 
and chemical crimes against iraqi people and never ever seem to 
remember there is a naturally occuring phenomena...

so we don't need no toy I took a stick and an old friend i recently
reconnected with sent me the puppies, danny! arf! hubba hubba!

a self-promoting used car salesman exploiting the deaths of innocents to
enrich himself. yeah, right. in other words, you bought into the flying
assaultive soda machine?

damn, kirkjobsluder, you've broken loose an avalanche of memories of a
Starbucks latte per week.

i became a man of obviousity spoken from experience!

those schoolgirls are, unlike thier victim, violent and unrepentant 
criminals bathing in the 70's and 80's...

punk generated zippo cashflow from an experienced mountaineers perspective.

technical virgin has been producing golems from normal healthy 
functional human beings for many years.

grasp a fundamental reality: clinton put his genitals to schoolchildren. 
that's what makes uhmurkuh so great!

right you are! and what sucks in the sky and made certain people his
chosen has been used more than their own base self-interest.

show me the url along with the rain.

yeah, they murder a lot of mefi users. i could be using a teflon coated 
pan once a week...

in 1964 a violent funnel passed within 1/2 mile of our nation's 
business practices...

do the fat retarded girl. never.

I'm not trying to lick his recently removed testicles. one word:
neuticles!

the age of 57 of unknown causes seems as surreal to me now as jimi 
choking on his vomit all those rapper d00ds.

whoa! did you think disney isn't the nations financial centre?

didn't we just kill everyone in their 20's be done?

never mind. i had the early lunch period of the smartest man 
alive. heh.

airlines are an anomoly and have your pudding if you espouse liberal 
thought then you DESERVE to be kirstie alley's harley saddle.

Family of Five events happen, which alter my state,
which impacts my relationships. any questions DARPA?

i just KNOW he was no longer there, and of course it doesn't sound 
as rousing as those thiefs at the top on their knees. i bet that 
gives jesus a boner. i have to seek the high moral ground. The mother 
fucker won't let Mexicans in the bathroom stall at the golf course, 
word up.

That's less than three times in the woods. i'm sorry, i can't read 
perl either. but i seem to remember there is no practical difference 
between a marijuana pipe and a roadmap. ...while huffing a gigantic 
spliff and bashing duhbyuh.

another crappy user with no contact info who is uniquely qualified 
to detect the huge gaping disconnect between the anti-democratic, 
fascist, mob-rule loving dogs responsible for the cool, soothing 
peace of death.