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its a frame of mind. look into his eyes.

Were you sent here to reveal God's personal plan for me? That would be a bit arrogant, but that said, I'd like to believe that the bitch-tittie chiding kicked off a little personal fitness epiphany on your part...you are looking slimmer....dare I take credit? Eric, why do you hate women? Just because someone has tits doesn't make them a "bitch"...well, unless they are a female dog of course.

shit no! he is straight ballen! look it up in the dictionary.

Please explain to me what you're talking about. Or...perhaps not. Maybe it would be better if you kept it to yourself.

what else can we do to make the the specialest ropeup ever there was in the land?

yeah, after he downs a duece of forties. he gets crazy wicked wild!

i prefer the crunk version. it just flows better.

You can do it at a trot, you can do it at a gallup, you can do it real slow so your heart won't palpitate, just don't be late, Do the Puyallup.

more PROOF http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26628746/

This is your last day alive before the Hadron Collider is fired up and the Rapture is upon us as God's Particle sucks us into a Black Hole. So how are you going to spend your last day alive?

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Dear Palin, What is gonna happen when they run that Super Collider thingy? Is it gonna mess with God's plans for us? Or while it permit us to teleport the oil out of the ground and into our cars? Science scares the hell out of me. Also, which books are OK for me to read? And why do they call you Barracuda? Do you have powerful jaws and fang like teeth? Thanks, A Concerned Citizen

yeah. its called logic. really, really smart people kind of logic.

a liberal is a gay atheist marxist communist who kills and eats babies and lives to raise taxes and promote a nanny state while lying and cheating and destroying all that is good on God's green earth. Basically, its someone with a mental disorder.

The USA.....brought to you by....China.

Keep drinking the koolaid Pee-tard

By all means, post it up Craig! Thanks!

She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand Like a lizard on a window pane The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors On his hobnail boots Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy Working overtime A soap impression of his wife which he ate And donated to the National Trust

You know the place where nothing is real Well here's another place you can go Where everthing flows Looking through the bent backed tulips To see how the other half lives Looking through a glass onion

Peter, you afraid he might take advantage of you?

Rest in peace Ryan. My thoughts to his wife and family.

i'm just working my way back to you babe, with a burning love inside!

already been posted here

it is, we just didn't want to start without you hugh!