kept him focused.

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused.

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First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes.

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. God how scary

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. God how scary is the stench

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors".

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors". Not nearly as

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors. Not nearly as quaint," she squealed,

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors. Not nearly as quaint," she squealed, but more like

[QUOTE=badcar;3918225]First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors. Not nearly as quaint," she squealed, but more like fresh doggie poop!"

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors. Not nearly as quaint," she squealed, but more like fresh doggie poop!"

It's time to

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing Liberal from CalIfornia empathized with Obama.

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors. Not nearly as quaint," she squealed, but more like fresh doggie poop!"

It's time to; "paint the house",

First there was the faint smell of burning flesh in the elevator as he stroked the soft fur. "George Bush hates rednecks" he said, punctuating a sentence. This self loathing is great fun. She went down to the well and pulled up her socks. Then cried, "I haven't a bucket to call my own". Suddenly, a large, chocolate chip loving beaver coated with fresh whipped cream killed them both.

Thomas awoke suddenly, dreams like these, induced by LSD, were becoming too frequent these days. "Shiny metal ass" , "RIP Albert Hoffman!", Thomas scowled sourly. He loved reading the obituaries. It gave him a sense of hope and kept him focused. A killing machine came to mind. Its grotesque features reminded him of his mother in the throes of post-menopausal hot flahes. "God how scary is the stench of rotten tumors. Not nearly as quaint," she squealed, but more like fresh doggie poop!"

It's time to; "paint the house", with Elmer's glue.