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Farmer in In The Dell



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Mmmmm...cranberry sauce... mmmm...oh…  more»
+ July 23, 2008 03:06 AM +
I'm sorry, sir; what were you looking for?  more»
+ July 22, 2008 03:18 AM +
This seems redundant to me.
Those fucked up kids are crazy.
Those crazy kids aer fucked up.…  more»
+ July 22, 2008 03:13 AM +
I'd rather be a pimp than a pimple, rather be a beet than a beetle, rather be fab than a fable.

But that's just me.  more»
+ July 21, 2008 10:05 AM +
Our local garage still gives away free air for your tires, and several of my friends have frost-free freezers. My bank offers hassle-free checking accounts, and the organic section at the supermarket sells free-range chickens. Freedom's everywhere; Let Freedom Ring!!!  more»
+ July 21, 2008 07:13 AM +
Al Vocado's Fabulous Fruit Market

"We only sell the *good* stuff."  more»
+ July 18, 2008 07:11 AM +
Oh, but we all want her
and we want her badly
because if nothing else is true,
one thing is certain:
she’s an internal combustion
in an otherwise
push-button universe.
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+ July 17, 2008 03:24 AM +
uhh..."item" and "sum up"

sheesh  more»
+ July 16, 2008 03:29 AM +
Crew, I bet. Rowing.

It's obvious the lister is sure about the first two items, less so about the next two.…  more»
+ July 16, 2008 03:27 AM +
Got red?  more»
+ July 15, 2008 03:05 AM +
Well I, for one, hope she gets to see his ass smile soon.

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+ July 15, 2008 03:02 AM +
What a rare FIND! I'm sure the Nabokov Library would love to have it back. I'm surprised, though, at Vlad's level of self-loathing; and especially surprised that he didn't like his legs.…  more»
+ July 14, 2008 03:02 AM +
Shouldn't that be "Vote No On 69"?  more»
+ July 13, 2008 06:19 AM +
My appointment book has weekends on the right-hand side of the right-hand pages, which affords me (during those interminable Monday morning staff meetings) a decent doodle space on which to create works such as these. I salute the Napkin Inker.…  more»
+ July 11, 2008 03:30 AM +
Money is the shifting sand upon which all foudations are built for homes destined to fall. Seek the bedrock of human kindness and compassion instead.…  more»
+ July 10, 2008 06:37 AM +
In Your Dreams

I do not fart. I scrub the toilet.
I don't sing out loud
before it's time to wake you up.…  more»
+ July 10, 2008 03:14 AM +
Restraining order won't do it. Damon needs a gun.

This note might as well read:
Talk to me.…  more»
+ July 08, 2008 04:09 AM +
The'd wud dee ah blanaceng sood, wuth nari canna o fotsic boutitit, I think.  more»
+ July 06, 2008 03:15 AM +
precious biz
precious arre  more»
+ July 05, 2008 03:49 AM +
I'm glad to see this kid doesn't dislike all the teachers, just Mr (blank).

My experience has been that when a student refers to school as "too easy" it's either because (A) they're very bright & do not find it challenging, or because (B) they're cretinous little morons that only sit at their desks all day, picking their noses and waiting for recess.

Most of this second group only gets annoyed when Mr (blank) comes along, trying to motivate them.…  more»
+ July 04, 2008 04:56 AM +
Yes, yes; I know we're twins but, still....  more»
+ July 03, 2008 08:59 AM +
Still, that's no excuse for showing up two weeks late for the job interview.  more»
+ July 03, 2008 03:32 AM +
Yeah, well, my neighbor spotted your license as you drove away, so I tracked you down, ran over your dog, terrified your children, and did it with your wife. No problem.

PS: Repair bill's in the mail.  more»
+ July 03, 2008 03:28 AM +
We ignorant sloths are always glad to have a new member descend into our particular circle of Hell.…  more»
+ July 02, 2008 03:05 AM +
The Buddha inclines me toward compassion, even for small-minded, exclusive, religious bigots like this writer.…  more»
+ July 02, 2008 03:02 AM +












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