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Post by The Lu¢kiest Jinx on Apr 17, 2005 17:58:34 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate. Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril.
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Apr 17, 2005 22:52:30 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the
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Post by TimBit on Apr 19, 2005 19:42:07 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Apr 20, 2005 23:00:27 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his
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Post by The Lu¢kiest Jinx on Apr 21, 2005 17:48:09 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and
[glow=green,2,300]Dont you guys love this?! We are all so crazy, this is what we end up with! haha![/glow]
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Post by Candy Queen on Apr 21, 2005 20:59:58 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get
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TimBit
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And if I'm flying solo, atleast I am flying free...
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Post by TimBit on Apr 23, 2005 12:54:25 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful
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Post by The Lu¢kiest Jinx on Apr 24, 2005 12:15:31 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla
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Post by The Undercover Wonder on Apr 24, 2005 13:30:42 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Apr 26, 2005 22:49:06 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations
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Post by The Undercover Wonder on Apr 27, 2005 17:39:03 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations, Spanish dances
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Post by The Symbolic Sacrifice on Apr 30, 2005 2:06:19 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations, Spanish dances and foppish
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on May 3, 2005 22:57:47 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations, Spanish dances and foppish clothing trends.
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Post by The Capricious Capodecina on May 6, 2005 21:21:37 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations, Spanish dances and foppish clothing trends. But only
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Post by The Symbolic Sacrifice on May 6, 2005 21:26:33 GMT -5
Once upon a dark and phlegmy throat, lived a dark toad, who loved when you rubbed his belly. But one sunny night he evaporated and escaped to the crimson hair of Sir Laughalot Squaretable , the dark toad turned into a scary frog, which wasn't very small, or different, but was exceptionally good at making Michael Jackson faces for his friends. On Saturdays, he went to singing for dark city Nights, on his big dark camel. He loved to eat dark chocolate.
Yes, Sir Laughalot was a sleepy kinda rancid fellow who seldom ventured outside his trailer. Most often he would eat some really dark and handsom Men, that looked a lot Like Mr. Billingsly, the quagulated blood brother that had huge bruised nostril. Add the quirky cannibalism to his mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations, Spanish dances and foppish clothing trends. But only on Sunday
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