ugh, ugh, ugh. Damnit. Zzzzzzzzzz.

 

This has to be the dumbest $&#*@ & thread ever!

 

Fuck you bug24! You have like 2 grand posts in like two months! YOU NEED TO LOG THE FUCK OFF! You need help!!

What was that, bug14?

You need help!

Well, I'll get help right after this commercial break.

What?

Coming up after the break folks, we've got live dancers! Stick around campers! You are going to like this next part.

Are you aware that out of your 2000 posts, only like 14 have been read, and only a generous 1.3 post have made sense?

What?

Yeah what?

The losers say what?

It doesn't even work that way!

-click-

 

Bug you,#&%*@%.

 

C U NEXT TUESDAY.

 

Cunt next Tuesday, but Tuesday is gone with the wind.
I farted out a chocolate chip and ate it on a whim.
No, my asshole is bleeding like a mother fucking sink.
Why did I take medicine that was supposed to help me think?

 

Fucking Asshole. Mother licking slut face loooooser.

 

Fuck bitch

 

%#%@*$


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What?

 

I said "%#%@*$."​

 

He finally found the little girl, as he inserted another gerbil. "I have the biggest gopher hole around!" he lastingly said as pulled another wiry pubic hair from his ball sack and pinched the little white ball of skin, from the base of the hair, in his front teeth. "A SHAT! SHAT SHITTY SHITTY SHITTY FAT FUCKS KIDS! MONKEY'S TITS AND SPERM!"

 

Giraffe's balls.

 

Are you%*#&$ stupid? I said quit it!

 

SNAFU.....situation normal, all fucked up.....

 

SNAFU is fine, but I love really blue language, like %#&@*%.

 

The peaceful melodies of lite jazz fills the room. The old wrinkled penis leans down over the mist of his hot coffee, and takes a sip. The little penis just takes another bite of his doughnut, after dipping it in the milk of his cereal. This is the way things are and they will never change. As long as there is time, this is how it will be spent, forever and ever, in a world without end... because Jesus wants...

 

The colon-endoscopy reveled that I had nine polyps. I said to the doctor "Leave them there please, I've always wanted to have children, and I've always wanted to die." I looked at my colon from the screen, "I'll name that one Bumpy, and that one Charmander..." Before I could finish naming my babies, I coughed up blood and died. Because I abandoned my children, I had to go to hell. They come to visit me in Hell, from time to time. Well, only Bumpy and Charmander do... The rest of the pack has abandonment issues. The oldest one, Bumpy, has been crucified on the cross by the others. He suffered, died and was buried. For your sins, he descended into hell for three days, but because your sins were not that bad, he arose from the dead on the third day, and ascended into heaven. From that day forth, I became the Fresh Prince of Bel Air.

 

Bug, haven't I told you repeatedly I didn't want any more of that kind of blue language? What the %&$* is wrong with you, you #*@&%#@!

 

Fuck you