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losperlan => Mrs. McGruder's House => Topic farted by: SnakeClock on July 30, 2010, 11:32:43 PM

Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: SnakeClock on July 30, 2010, 11:32:43 PM
Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

...Fuck.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Kombucha on July 30, 2010, 11:36:08 PM
You were thinking about fucking.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: whatever on July 30, 2010, 11:37:04 PM
And Then I Posted A Thread
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: SnakeClock on July 30, 2010, 11:37:41 PM
Quote from: Scandalous Member;1773218You were thinking about fucking.

Shit shit shit shit shit.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: VuBawlsClock on July 30, 2010, 11:39:29 PM
Quote from: Tempo;1773220Shit shit shit shit shit.
Fucking Shit?
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: SnakeClock on July 30, 2010, 11:40:13 PM
Quote from: VuvuzelaClock;1773222Fucking Shit?

I think it might have involved donuts.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Kombucha on July 30, 2010, 11:42:07 PM
You were thinking about shitting.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Silly Putty Clock on July 30, 2010, 11:43:34 PM
Quote from: Tempo;1773223I think it might have involved donuts.

This reminds me. Try this sometime if you ever get access to a deep-frier:
Two donuts impaled on a jalapeno-and-cheese sausage, covered in chocolate sauce and jam, breaded, covered in olives and barbecue sauce, breaded, covered in onion, pickle slices, and mustard, breaded, soaked in an apple-juice-based marinade for five hours, baked, smothered in Cheez Whiz, then deep-fried.

You will shit.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: whatever on July 30, 2010, 11:48:06 PM
Quote from: Cowboy Bebop;1773226This reminds me. Try this sometime if you ever get access to a deep-frier:
Two donuts impaled on a jalapeno-and-cheese sausage, covered in chocolate sauce and jam, breaded, covered in olives and barbecue sauce, breaded, covered in onion, pickle slices, and mustard, breaded, soaked in an apple-juice-based marinade for five hours, baked, smothered in Cheez Whiz, then deep-fried.

You will shit.
yep, probably immediately. and with lots of diarrhea
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Silly Putty Clock on July 30, 2010, 11:48:51 PM
Quote from: xxzx :-);1773230yep, probably immediately. and with lots of diarrhea

brb, posting in food forum
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: SnakeClock on July 30, 2010, 11:56:22 PM
I'm mostly boggled by imagining the circumstances where you would come up with something like that.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Silly Putty Clock on July 30, 2010, 11:59:45 PM
Quote from: Tempo;1773239I'm mostly boggled by imagining the circumstances where you would come up with something like that.

I'm an artist.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: SnakeClock on July 31, 2010, 12:05:57 AM
Quote from: Cowboy Bebop;1773243I'm an artist.

And your canvas is the rectum.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Silly Putty Clock on July 31, 2010, 12:09:10 AM
Quote from: Tempo;1773244And your canvas is the rectum.

Big rectums.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Topcatyo on July 31, 2010, 12:56:08 AM
I'd say his canvas is a porcelain bowl and his paintbrush is his butthole.
Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: DiscoBallClock on July 31, 2010, 08:08:42 AM
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Title: I Was Just Thinking About Something, But I Forgot What It Was
Post by: Silly Putty Clock on July 31, 2010, 08:23:33 AM
Quote from: topcatyo;1773252I'd say his canvas is a porcelain bowl and his paintbrush is his butthole.

yeah, and I piss turpentine