Friday 29 February 2008
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- I Have Some Fucking Pancakes.
- Boney Old Behind.
- Italian Spider-Man.
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- Hellery.
- Why You So Peesed?
- The Third One.
- William James Mercer.
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- Dude's Got Some Juicy Beans.
- The Pie Is Steak & Kidney.
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- Kickin’ It In The Bog Episode IV: A New Poop
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Stylin' & Profilin' Since 2008.
Come Along Now, Toots
HI. LOOKS LIKE YOU'VE HIT THE BOTTOM.
2 comments:
Dude seems perfectly sane to me.
Of course everything would seem sane to you. You have the cranial capacity of a stagecoach tilter.
I don't know, man. I bet he sits down when he goes to wee, if you know what I mean? (wink-wink) Although, I myself have enjoyed the benefits of a glorious sit-down wee in my time ... in the literal sense, of course.
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