So this is your remote vaction graps the real LFD and real SMF and ties them to a pole and sets a light then they're to a burnt crisp like burnt toast and hangs them and they become ash your now a ghost HA
Wait, no! We must kill the king, the jester, and the villagers!!! Don't you go all "zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" on me! This is not the time!
Odor in the court. I'm talkin' about you, JUDGE. You stink. I want you strung up and hung by the hoo-ha! My soldiers are throwing your worthless bench warming hide into the pit along with whatshisbunns. We'll have both of you and your little French playmates covered in scalding hot Dole Whip and then feathered. The bipolar one and Bondagewoman will enjoy burning the hide right off of your bone amies.
Last edited by Ride Warrior; 08-11-2006 at 11:07 PM.
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