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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 7, 2016 20:14:58 GMT -5
Are you!
Hoo
Hoo
Hoo!
Hypo campuses in a circus running donuts under giant silk domes!
Babylonian gardens with hanging glass streams... high tapered beams and monkey filled rooftops.
The ringmaster says you..
But who wants to go..
It's tough to know who but its you or I to choose...
Just make sure not to leave it all foe.
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Post by Beady’s Here Now on Jun 7, 2016 20:47:33 GMT -5
"The fuck is wrong with Flatulence Panic?" is what I ask myself every waking second of the day. P.S. I'm preemptively calling in eva. There's no way she will not not be needed for this one.
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Post by boneheadsbolero on Jun 7, 2016 21:04:37 GMT -5
Knock knock. Who's there? Hoo. Who who? No, it's hoo, spelled H-o-o. Uh, so...... Well now you've ruined the joke. I don't believe there was a joke. There was. Was not. Was too. What was the punchline? Hypo campuses in a circus running donuts under a giant silk dome. That's the punchline? Yes. You're an idiot. I know.
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Post by mystoryisgory on Jun 7, 2016 22:48:46 GMT -5
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 8, 2016 7:07:21 GMT -5
Giant glass houses,
Layered platforms dense,
Flora and fauna,
From miniature toads,
To large hypo,
Campuses all flash,
In perfect synchronicity.
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 8, 2016 7:23:53 GMT -5
"The fuck is wrong with Flatulence Panic?" is what I ask myself every waking second of the day. P.S. I'm preemptively calling in eva. There's no way she will not not be needed for this one. A happy chappy.
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 8, 2016 7:25:16 GMT -5
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Post by Elie De Beaufour 🐴 on Jun 8, 2016 8:05:36 GMT -5
Whatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhat? *clucking chicken*
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 8, 2016 8:50:42 GMT -5
Whatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhat? *clucking chicken*
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Post by Beady’s Here Now on Jun 8, 2016 8:55:07 GMT -5
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 8, 2016 9:01:39 GMT -5
Did they catch you tossing off in the salad again? Aww diddums.
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Post by uǝɥʇɐǝɥ on Jun 8, 2016 10:14:09 GMT -5
I think I can do this too.
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields.
And it looks something like a turnip green
Everybody calls it Polk salad. Now that's Polk salad!
I used to know a girl that lived down there and she'd go out in the evenings to pick a mess of it.
Carry it home and cook it for supper!
'Cause that's about all they had to eat
But they did all right.
Down in Louisiana where the alligators grow so mean lived a girl, that I swear to the world, made the alligators look tame.
Polk salad Annie!
'Gators got you granny!
Everybody said it was a shame 'Cause the mama was working on the chain gang!
How wretched, spiteful! A straight-razor totin' woman! Lord have mercy!
But daddy, that he was a lazy and a no count. He claimed, he had a bad back.
All her brothers were fit for! She was stealing watermelons out of my truck patch.
Sock a little polk salad to me!
You know what makes a meal mention!
You sock a little
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yea
Chic a bon, chic a bon chic a bon bon bon bon Chic a bon, chic a bon chic a bon bon bon bon
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 8, 2016 10:33:45 GMT -5
I think I can do this too.Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields. And it looks something like a turnip green Everybody calls it Polk salad. Now that's Polk salad! I used to know a girl that lived down there and she'd go out in the evenings to pick a mess of it. Carry it home and cook it for supper! 'Cause that's about all they had to eat But they did all right. Down in Louisiana where the alligators grow so mean lived a girl, that I swear to the world, made the alligators look tame. Polk salad Annie! 'Gators got you granny! Everybody said it was a shame 'Cause the mama was working on the chain gang! How wretched, spiteful! A straight-razor totin' woman! Lord have mercy! But daddy, that he was a lazy and a no count. He claimed, he had a bad back. All her brothers were fit for! She was stealing watermelons out of my truck patch. Sock a little polk salad to me!
You know what makes a meal mention!
You sock a little
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeaChic a bon, chic a bon chic a bon bon bon bon Chic a bon, chic a bon chic a bon bon bon bon
Malcolm Tucker: I wouldn't pull your pisser, pal, I know where it's fucking been.
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Post by Flatulence Panic on Jun 8, 2016 20:25:43 GMT -5
This forum is chock full of boring ninnies.
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