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Guest TheGame2705
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This is just comically absurd enough to make me do it. Brilliant idea, Sandman.

 

 

 

 

 

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You should be given the Presidency for doing something so crazy that Marney did it too.

 

 

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Why do I picture Marney in an office and smashing her head into a keyboard and scaring everyone?

 

*Waits for IDRM to come up with a "slap your cock on the keyboard thread and see what comes out" thread*

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Why do I picture Marney in an office and smashing her head into a keyboard and scaring everyone?

 

*Waits for IDRM to come up with a "slap your cock on the keyboard thread and see what comes out" thread*

Well, to be honest, I jacked this from the CZW Fanboys board.

 

And you didn't post your results Mistah Rant.

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my head:

 

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No lie, I did it three times and that's all that came out.

 

My cock:

 

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I could say that means my cock is bigger than my head... but you've all seen it already. My thread comes back to bite me in the ass.

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Guest Agent of Oblivion

Face: To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

 

Armpit: i utbn f

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Face: To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

Y'all must have one hell of a profile.

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