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Post by The Capricious Capodecina on May 6, 2005 21:29:36 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 he eats
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Post by The Symbolic Sacrifice on May 6, 2005 21:33:03 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 and foppish clothing trends. But only on Sunday he eats roast lamb
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Post by The Capricious Capodecina on May 6, 2005 21:35:15 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 he eats roast lamb with milk.
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Post by CIA Agente Arenas on May 8, 2005 23:10:14 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk
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Post by The Symbolic Sacrifice on May 9, 2005 20:54:08 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him
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Post by TimBit on May 9, 2005 21:16:52 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on May 11, 2005 0:03:41 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
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Post by Dulcet Drifter on May 11, 2005 15:21:55 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the
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Post by The Undercover Wonder on May 11, 2005 17:55:27 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 mix, and you get a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations, Spanish dances and foppish clothing trends. But only on Sunday he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the Creepy freak
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Post by Dulcet Drifter on May 11, 2005 18:22:17 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the Creepy freak bounced in
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Post by TimBit on May 11, 2005 19:05:56 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the Creepy freak bounced in one afternoon
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Post by The Symbolic Sacrifice on May 16, 2005 17:44:02 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the Creepy freak bounced in one afternoon to find
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Post by Candy Queen on May 20, 2005 21:53:06 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, Spanish dances and foppish clothing trends. But only on Sunday he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the Creepy freak bounced in one afternoon to find Louise, his
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Post by CIA Agente Arenas on May 20, 2005 22:33:30 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 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 he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the Creepy freak bounced in one afternoon to find Louise, his exhumed bunny
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Post by The Lu¢kiest Jinx on May 21, 2005 11:30:58 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 a beautiful , tangy tortilla. That knows Latin declinations, Spanish dances and foppish clothing trends. But only on Sunday he eats roast lamb with milk. But milk turns him dangerously nefarious and gassy.
Anyway the Creepy freak bounced in one afternoon to find Louise, his exhumed bunny licking snatcher.
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