I crashed through the 4th wall and meta Nat
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Beanie only wins as an endearment, not in a meanie, weenie war, silly.
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^^ have you ever seen my weenie?


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#23
Ray,

Forgot to mention that "paranoia is the prune juice of life."

Mel-O-dee, thanks.

In the region of my birth "cast" and "casts" were pronounced the same way. Even if I edited this a 100 times, I would probably never catch that.
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Mel and elle. It's just penis envy.

Jack and Jill walk up the hill. When they got to the top Jack puled out his weenie and said "Ha! I've got one of these and you don't". Jill was very sad. The next day they were back up the hill, and Jack again said, "Ha! I've got one of these and you don't". To which Jill replied as she dropped her panties and pulled up her skirt and pointing to her crotch. "Well my mamma told me that I have one of these, and with one of these I can get all of those I want."


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"paranoia is the prune juice of life." Smile Smile
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Ray of life,

"paranoia is the prune juice of life."

Someone needs to write a poem about that, seeing as how it carries the attributes of being both deep and literally meta-physical! Smile I would, but like Nat says I can't write poetry, and so I let Erthona handle that, except at the moment he said he is too tired to do it.

I can write poems too.

No you can't Nat you stupid deewdal-fill, you only became extant a few days ago(rigidly speaking). I felt sorry for you hiding in that box and mumbling statements of self pity to yourself(I guess I blessed you unaware). I still don't know how you got yourself in there, there wasn't much space?

I only have two eyes, two ears, and a mouth.

Oh, that's right.

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(10-05-2014, 07:00 PM)Erthona Wrote:  Ray of life,

"paranoia is the prune juice of life."
Someone needs to write a poem about that...
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