I didn't get around to submitting anything but it probably would have been something about how I love Fruity Pebbles cereal but I'm afraid to buy it because if the cashier is a girl she might think I'm fruity by association.
I bet he has a bad haircut too.
Hey, get back to work! There are cars waiting for their buckets of chicken.
Sounds like Counselor Troi doesn't respond to fan mail.
When I first saw the thread I guessed that someone would admit to having a whole boatload of secret gay sex, and what do you know?
Someday it's going to be my name up on the wall. Someday it'll be my defiant eyes in the photograph school age children will be admiring. Someday everyone will celebrate me, and not some other asshole. Someday I'm going to bowl that perfect game.
The singer dove off the stage and crowd surfed in a sort of reverse funeral procession where the person being carried is the only one truly alive. Touching him I felt religious ecstasy and started speaking in tongues and requesting songs that didn't exist.
There's no easy way to put this, so I'll tell it like it is. Bouillon is died. He went missing before the weekend and yesterday I found his skeletonized remains at the bottom of the #3 soup vat during one of my swims. I thought the cream of mushroom soup had an especially nourishing taste, and a lot more clumps of fur and skin than usual.
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