Uncyclopedian cliche

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~ Oscar Wilde

“The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; Uncyclopedian cliche alone is quite capable of every wickedness.”

~ Joseph Conrad on Uncyclopedian cliche

“In Soviet Russia, Uncyclopedian cliche overuses YOU!!”

~ Russian reversal on Uncyclopedian cliche

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Using Uncyclopedian cliché is the attempt to be funny on a dumb Wikipedia parody site by bogus quoting dead gay british writers and using repetitive jokes about third-rate martial arts actors and Soviet Russia, generally by nerds when they are not masturbating to hentai/tentacle pr0n.

Chuck Norris told Oprah that all her base were belong to him, so Oprah told Oscar Wilde to kick his ass, in the ass. The following battle, which also involved Martians, lasted for 999,999 years.

After the battle had finished, in 1927, Oprah landed in the United Spades of Amerika, and made a talk show on SpikeTV for guys, telling them to beat up women.

On December 25, 1984 a band called Clinton and The Donkeys appeared on Oprah's show. The band, consisting of Edward Elric, Yugi Moto and the cast of Friends, tried to SHITHEADing Kill™ Steve Ballmer. The audience stared in horror. as Koda Kumi began to fuck the audience members with her iky vagina.

The following conversation was recorded by Oscar Wilde:

Lois: Oh no!
Chris: Oh no
Meg: Oh no!
Brian: Oh no!
Kool-Aid man bursts through the wall.
Kool-Aid Man: Oh yeah!

The audience was rescued by the kind, generous man Adolf Hitler who shot the evil demon with a Pope gun. Sadly, he was eaten by a grue. The grue was eaten by a furry. Everyone cheered, but then someone from Encyclopædia Dramatica ate the furry. But then, the ED's head asplode!

Oscar Wilde then screamed, "JESUS CHRIST IT'S A LION GET IN THE CAR!", and revealed that he was gay , homosexual, gay, homo, homo, homosexual and gay.

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[edit] Consequences of Oscar Wilde revealing he was gay

BENSON began to smite all unbelievers... ON WHEELS!!!
Super-ultra-mega-robo-cyborg-monster-hyper-Jesus then bought a Euroipod.
Penis.
Shut up.
[Insert asdf here]

In the end, the audience, Oprah, Jesus, Mr.T, and a dead squirrel skipped off into the sunset.

[edit] Okaaaaaaaaaay, so the point was...

Now, I'm just a small-town attorney, practising law in a small town, y'all know, so I ain't gunna employ no fancy-pants word-isms like 'employ' or ' ', mmhmmmmmm, so I'll put this to y'all simply: the point of this here doodad that y'all ha' been readin' for good-on five minutes and such, is that this here wikia-majig is just plain stupid, yessir 'tis, plain as day is this to me. Back in mah day, folks were simpler, y'all hear? They didn't have to use no fancy-pants words like 'cliché' or no heresies like 'Oscar Wilde' to have another man's respect. We all used to just get along, and whenever we saw one of them terrorists, mmhmm yessum, we'd just hang him by his belt and that would be that. Now, in my twilight years, I'm feelin' a titch forgetful, ye see, and I might lose my train of thinkin', ye notice, but that don't change the fact that we can't have no darned Pond Whales squattin' on good, honest, God-a-fearin' folks land now can we? They gots no right to be there, and y'all better believe that we'll have 'em evicted by order of the Sheriff. Mmmmm, yessum. I declare, I'll get the attorney right onto that. Frank? Frank! Can ya hear meh? He's a bit hard of hearin' ye see, but t'aint no better attorney in all the county. Here, Frank, say hello to the lot of 'em.

Howdy! Now, I'm just a small-town attorney, practising law in a small town, y'all know, so I ain't gunna employ no fancy-pants word-isms...

DO YOU GET IT YET???????

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