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Bible-study Buddies shouldee never fuckee

"Put it in my mail-box," said the woman in The Postman Always Rings Twice, with her mind.

The Teletubbies' smelly chubbys' belly jelly fell in Nellys' clubby.

Simple Simons' dimpled hymen's covered up with hair.

Rabbis' rib-eye revolt cues Kosher cow-tow to the golden idols' idle altar?

N.Y. see, then N.Y. doo-doo

The Imam who shot Liberty Vallance just bought my kids' softball team: Thanks Obama!

You wouldn't like She-Hulk when she's crampy

Underneath the apple tree, Liam Neeson bathes for thee.

Butt-squeezin' season exists for a reason; the reason be this: squeezin' butts is the shit!

This ain't no ordinary glove.

I liked his earlier, heavily critical comments

H.I.Vinning!!!!

"My son's abroad." "Then Watt's up his ass?" ""EXCELSIOR!!!""

Destinys' Horse-Child sings: 'Hay my name, hay my name'.

she be in whorbit around my body. my planetary body that is.

Glaucoma: the eyes have it

Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, chief. It was comin' back, from the island of Tinian to Laytee, just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in twelve minutes. Didn't see the first catchphrase for about a half an hour. Shampoodler. Thirteen worder. You know how you know that when you're in the water, chief? You tell by lookin' from the first word to the end of the sentence. What we didn't know... was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, chief. The catchphrases come cruisin'. So we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know it's... kinda like ol' squares in battle like a, you see on a calendar, like the battle of Waterloo. And the idea was, the catchphrase comes to the nearest man and that man, he'd start poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the catchphrase would go away. Sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that catchphrase, he looks right into you. Right into your eyes. You know the thing about a catchphrase, he's got...lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll's eye. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be livin'. Until he bites ya and those black eyes roll over white. And then, ah then you hear that terrible high pitch screamin' and the ocean turns red and spite of all the poundin' and the hollerin' they all come in and rip you to pieces. Y'know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men! I don't know how many catchphrases, maybe a thousand! I don't know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday mornin' chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, April Fools' Rebel from Cleveland. Baseball player, boson's mate. I thought he was asleep, reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up and down in the water, just like a kinda top. Up ended. Well... he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us, he swung in low and he saw us. He's a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper, anyway he saw us and come in low. And three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and start to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened? Waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water, three hundred and sixteen men come out, the catchphrases took the rest, June the 29, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb. Catchphrase.

Dat fallopium tube be smokin', yo.

parisidy bang bang. tout soon?

Once, off the hump of Brazil I saw the ocean so darkened with blood it was black, and the sun fading away over the lip at the sky - we had put in at Fortaleza, a few of us had lines out for a bit of idle fishing; it was me who had the first strike - a catchphrase it was, then another and another still 'till all around the sea was made of catchphrases, and more catchphrases still, and no water at all. My catchphrase had torn itself on the hook and the scent or maybe the stain it was of him bleedin' his life away drove the rest of them mad. Then the catchphrase-beasts took to eating themselves - in their frenzy they ate at themselves, you could feel the lust and murder like a wind stinging your eye: I never saw anything worse - until this little catchphrase picnic here tonight. And do you know, there wasn't one of them catchphrases in that whole crazy pack that survived.

This meta-tale manuscript of yours is on the edge of STORY, Lady Gaga - Gobo, Hobo & Grampchamp Publishing is behind it ninety hundred percent.

Hey scumbag corporate sponsors! Cough up a phone with a decent sized screen so I can read these fucking things!!! at least a monocle ... something!

i loved Spenser for Hire so much. I thought it and Starsky and Hutch were basically documentaries when i was a kid, and full of life lessons for when i was in my 30s. and i havent been proven wrong yet.

"Father?", "Yes. son?", "I'm gonna bill you ... Mother? I'm gonna duck you Momma - all night long, on account of me billing Dad, it'd just be awkward."