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| {{CoolPerson}} | | <h1 id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading">I have a prolapsed anus!</h1> |
| {{TrueInfo}} | | <span style="font-size: 500%;">I hope ten million dicks get shoved deep in my ass!</span> |
| | {{Vandalizer}} {{Turbo-Autism}} |
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| | | <span style="font-size: 250%;">I want Chuck Norris to goatse my asshole with his dick so hard that I shit out blood!</span> |
| == Facts about me == | |
| According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly.
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| Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground.
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| The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.
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| Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
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| Ooh, black and yellow!
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| Let's shake it up a little.
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| Barry! Breakfast is ready!
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| Coming!
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| Hang on a second.
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| Hello?
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| Barry?
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| Adam?
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| Can you believe this is happening?
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| I can't.
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| I'll pick you up.
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| Looking sharp.
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| Use the stairs, Your father paid good money for those.
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| Sorry. I'm excited.
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| Here's the graduate.
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| We're very proud of you, son.
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| A perfect report card, all B's.
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| Very proud.
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| Ma! I got a thing going here.
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| You got lint on your fuzz.
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| Ow! That's me!
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| Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
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| Bye!
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| Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!
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| Hey, Adam.
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| Hey, Barry.
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| Is that fuzz gel?
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| A little. Special day, graduation.
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| Never thought I'd make it.
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| Three days grade school, three days high school.
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| Those were awkward.
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| Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around The Hive.
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| You did come back different.
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| Hi, Barry. Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
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| Hear about Frankie?
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| Yeah.
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| You going to the funeral?
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| No, I'm not going.
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| Everybody knows, sting someone, you die.
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| Don't waste it on a squirrel.
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| Such a hothead.
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| I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.
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| I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day.
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| That's why we don't need vacations.
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| Boy, quite a bit of pomp under the circumstances.
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| Well, Adam, today we are men.
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| We are!
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| Bee-men.
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Revision as of 14:15, 28 May 2022