The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
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Historic Poop
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Holy shit! No, really...holy shit.
“Life is like a grapefruit. Well, it's sort of orangey-yellow and dimpled on the outside, wet and squidgy in the middle. It's got pips inside, too. Oh, and some people have half a one for breakfast.” - Ford Prefect
He must have had mastication issues. That's quite the chunky monkey.
Being told you're delusional does not necessarily mean you're mental.
I don't want anyone remembering me by my poop unless it's a state record or something.
Christian apologetics is the art of rolling a dog turd in sugar and selling it as a donut.
(November 17, 2016 at 2:36 pm)Doubting Thomas Wrote: I don't want anyone remembering me by my poop unless it's a state record or something. Categories still open: color never before seen furthest distance spewed spontaneously combusts upon exposure to air unflushable even if excreted in an American Standard Turbo Toilet model 1000 with optional titanium macerator girth to length ratio exceeding G+L/GxL+L^2 (European rules) nitrate/ammonia/sulfide composite score over 200% viscosity lower than 8.33 centistokes recognizable inclusion of more than 18 broccoli florets the return of Lemmiwinks The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
You are one sick pup, vorlon. Funny, but sick.
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C'mon Vorlon, we all know the true shit standard is corn kernel density.
corn = been there done that
broccoli floret = funny, original, creative This humor 101 lesson has been provided by Amalgamated Organic Produce, providers of Nature's Cornucopia brand Broccoli Florets The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
No argument here considering the humor, but I have fond memories of winning bottles of Crown Royal for winning corn races.
For the uninitiated, while serving in the U.S. Navy submarine fleet, when corn was served those choosing to participate would wager to be the first to render a corn carrying turd. The prize was a fifth of liquor at the next port, the cost of which was born collectively by the losers. |
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