ten minutes after jeff slips uncle frank some acid
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| are you ok uncle frank, what are you lookin at? | |
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| i'm staring at god...he's sitting on the wall, but he looks sorta like a penguin...where is he goin? | |
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| oh man, he's SO gone, and i just know aunt jerkface will blame me, what should i do? i better call beth, she can help me, she always has the answer! | |
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| holy shit, this ball is like the earth, but colorful...and OMG i love these tiny underwears...damnit, what's with all this fur...it's hot as hell in this...DOG BODY...HOLY SHIT, DOG BODY?!?!?!?! | |
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jeff calls the wrong number, unless beth's number was changed to 911
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| beth's new suv rules!!!! do those flashy lights come standard? she better have pudding. | |
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| where did i get this dress? why is he looking at me like that? WHEN DID I BECOME GOD? whoa, i AM god. i should pass judgement on this sinner and rake out his eyeballs. | |
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