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a chromosome who felt Homer Simpson with flaccid DNA sequences
“In Soviet Russia, Cows are YOU!!!”
| This user is Canadian|
...and knows what
a block heater is!!
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This user was born in Canada, In Winnipeg. He was unusual, as he didn't have antlers on his head. As a matter of fact, every single Canadian is unusual because they don't have any antlers on their head. Even though he likes cows, he is not a vegan. Everybody needs protien. He likes to talk about himself in the third person on his userpage on Uncyclopedia. His real name is Werjah Blomie.
edit Thingy Award
I do not give out the thingy Award. It used to be the cow award, but I abandoned it. When you don't recieve an award, it won't look like this:
I hereby bestoweth on thee, the Thingy Award
with a level of awesome/exellent/great/okay/meh
Just because I felt like it.
edit people who have this award
- Spang (awesome)
edit Hee Hee
edit The Best Story in the World
One day, I was huffing can openers and minding my own buisness, when Homer Simpson jumped out from behind a can opener and felt me. This annoyed me, so I summoned an army of 40 slutty DNA sequences. Their battle cry rang out: "i din't edit that page an even if i did it's better neway so u suck!!". However, a chromosome fell from the sky and felt my foe into another dimension. I thought that was really slutty. Just then, <insert name here> steals from. Upon seeing me, he screamed: "There he is! That's the slutty can opener who felt my can opener! seizure him my pet!!!". Suddenly I saw a Heffalump approaching me. All of a sudden, my acne started flying towards his acne. He vapourized, and I screamed my victory yell: "i din't edit that page an even if i did it's better neway so u suck!!" Then, I settled down huffing slutty can openers. Then Homer Simpson became a gynecologist, and we all died. The End.
Go seizure yourself
edit down with 1337!!!
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edit My precious creations
Articles I did not write, sadly.