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edit One nuke with Rome

by Leonardo da Vinci

Most of the time, the exit sign shall wash the bingo. One beans without lithium cruised a classified document to the balloons. At the end of the day, the bananas destroyed fortissimo.

While times That State with The Rednecks, Tony Soprano had deterred it and said brazenly, "Holy flerking shnit, I won't bomb the bamboo. Basically, completely I shall not."

Above all while chaotically rigid, Ringo Starr below London had legislated the pleasantly grue-like cheeseburger with a large fries and a coke, plus a kids meal. At long last and (in an unruly manner), Africaland had affably cogitated the books

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=== This Is What Happens When 100,000 politicians sniff of a lubricant That Is About To Be capped ===

By The Rock

Equally important, towards. "What!" Said Scooter Libby. Freddy Krueger Sreamed "You blessed a book Democrat!". "Yeah" replied Hugh Hefner, "At Xanadu". Then Michael Moore agreed Michael Moore's crusher. George W. Bush said "I'll get some hot dog. And Optimus Prime Can 100% subtract and throw tubes at stupid old Chairman Mao. Then Tom Cruise Screamed "AAA! A a Tanar'ri!". Whatever That Thing Was, It accentuated Simon Cowell's salivary gland and skins. "Oh Man!" Said The Rock, "It's 123oF Out Here!". Then Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was attacked by Roger Clemens with a Nunchucks, while Mel Gibson got SolarBeamed. Bertrand Russell suddenly Jumped onto a toaster that was posh and disturbingly admonished. Mao Zedong Said " My Favorite Color is red!". "There's Nothing like apple!" said Rob Liefeld. Pablo Picasso interrupted "Back biter, Get gluging silly crania! Cher, you're a hub cap! And Fat Albert You're a an Uruk-hai!". Then Bowser woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big death plane rinsed Bob Barker's ankle. It was throbbing. "Help!" said Donald Trump as he nervously modeled barring a nuclear reactor. Before anyone could tear, Jacques Derrida divideed, grabbed a shortbow and said impolitely, "lol wut," Before being orateed by a Chao

To Be Continued... Please Add

edit Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake

I want a girl with a tube like a computer

I want a girl who knows what's best

I want a girl with shoes that evaporate

And pastries that jump like mammary glands

I want a girl with the right plagues

Whos fast, and thorough, and raging as a tack

She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair

She's touring the cows, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short nuke,

And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong Geiger counter

I want a girl who gets up melodramatically

I want a girl who stays up shyly

I want a girl with living prosperity

Who uses a cob to cut through crimson cockroaches

With oysters that shine like memos

And a voice that is booming like universal glass

She is fast, thorough, and straight as a tack

She's touring the bathtubs, and picking up slack

I want a girl with a short lisp,

And a long, long ramen noodle


I want a girl with a smooth liquidation

I want a girl with good dividends

Somewhere in South Africa we will meet accidentally

Well start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a pile of flaming horse feces with a cup-holder arm rest

She wants a cowbell that will get her there

She's changing her name from Darth Vader to Shaquille O'Neal

She's trading her redwood for a white hailstone

I want a girl with a short card game,

And a



edit Bohemian Rhapsody (Mad Lib remix)


sold myself again

not miss brainy, nice, or cute

big tits and hair no one disputes

Mama, this is so much fun

they'll pay more

if i say that i'm 'bi' too

Mama, ooh ooh

Didn't mean to make you sigh

If I'm not sold before this time tomorrow

sell me on, the 'o' dot com

paypal 'what's the matter'

lets wait,

bids have begun

forget the geezers who don't care

to brush their teeth

or comb their hair

Goodbye, little hick town

i'm worth more than gold

to a couple who are rich and want me nude.

Mama, ooh ooh

my smile is bright,

clothes are too tight

i'll send a postcard home

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