O.k so I'm not the greatest when it comes to girls. It's the boobs. They look like great pillows but when you try to rest your head on one the girl it belongs to breaks your nose and calls the police. Damn you Osama. So I went down to the store and told my buddies about my problem. They told me that I should go home, tie my feet to my bed and spank myself with a fish called lucy. Dickheads. What do they think i am, an out of control mechanical chicken bent on the destruction of Oprah and that damn book club. SHUT UP. I DON'T CARE IF THAT'S AN ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF THE MEANING OF LIFE. Oh well, back to politics for me.
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I once rested my head on a pillow thinking it was a breast, i needed to have my nose broken
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