Saturday, December 24, 2005
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me, hey all,, whats up?
Scar,,the sky,,thats whats up o_O
meok, sure,,,any-who,,I donít think I will get to post tomorrow,,SO COMMENT TODAY o_O,,as for why not,,,#1,,TV!!,,#2, it has some thing to do with Christmas!!,,,so,,if you donít see a post from this one,,thats why,,oooookkk,,,im bored,,so how about a pic
BUWAHAHAH,,its this one ^_^
CRAZY KILLER OF THE DAY
JOKES OF THE DAY THAT MIGHT GET YOU KILLED
Bertha was worried about her husband George, so one day she took him to the doctor's. As the doctor called George in and looked him over, George began insisting, "There's nothing wrong with me. I know because God takes care of me." What do you mean?" asked the doctor. "Well," George responded, "when I go to the bathroom he turns the light on and off."
The doctor decided he had better talk to both George and his wife, so he calls Bertha into the room and begins to explain, "George says God turns the light on and off for him when he goes to the bathroom. Is it true that --" "DAMMIT, George!" Bertha bursts out, "How many times do I have to tell you not to piss in the fridge?"
What do donkeys send out near Christmas?
have Frankenstein waste a minute of your time
A guy just died and he's at the pearly gates, waiting to be admitted, while St. Peter is leafin' through this Big Book to see if the guy is worthy. St. Peter goes through the Book several times and furrows his brow
"You know, I can't see that you ever did anything really bad in your life, but you never did anything really good either. If you can point to even one REALLY GOOD DEED -- you're in." The guy thinks for a moment.
"Yeah, there was this one time when I was driving down the highway and saw a giant group of Biker Gang Rapists assaulting this poor girl. I slowed down my car to see what was going on and sure enough, there they were, about 50 of 'em ripping the clothes off this terrified young woman. Infuriated, I got out of my car, grabbed a tire iron out of my trunk, and walked up to the leader of the gang, a huge guy with a studded leather jacket and a chain running from his nose to his ear. As I walked up to the leader, the Biker Gang Rapists formed a circle around me. So, I ripped the leader's chain off his face and smashed him over the head with the tire iron. Layed him out. Then I turned and yelled at the rest of them, 'Leave this poor innocent girl alone! You're all a bunch of sick, deranged animals! Go home before I teach you all a lesson in pain!'" St. Peter, impressed, says, "Really? When did this happen?"
"Oh, about two minutes ago."
RANDOM QUESTIONS OF THE DAY
1# ,,did you just kill that tree with a hat?
PIC OF THE DAY,,,,,
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