Get it?

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

A Rhodes Scholar, eh? I've always said you were a gentleman and a holler.

*smirk*

Love,
bunner

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

-"Smoke a bowl?"

-Soon after, however, the sailors found out why you never look up when passing under the Colossus of Rhodes... It's damn scary up there.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

Wow, three similar threads at the top, and none of them are conversing about the same thing, even though they were all started by the same person.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

- "Oh man! I just crapped a boat!"

- "If you want me to, I can show you the 8th wonder of the world, too!"

- While celebrating Mardi Gras in New Orleans, the Jolly Green Giant got a bit carried away after drinking too many brussels sprouts margaritas and flung hot, steaming gumbo on the crowd below.

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"And Wirthling isn't worth the paper he isn't printed on."

- Gay rights jump lightyears ahead when the truth about the statue of liberty comes out.

- ...smile, hold the torch, and crap on any enemy boats that come through. So, you want the job or not?

- The Jolly Green Giant and the statue of liberty never liked to talk about their half-brother Earl.

- One man's mast is another man's love rod.

- Two words. First word. Sounds like tooth...no... fang! Bang, tang, WANG! Wangchung tonight!

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.

- "Hey sailor, wanna play? ;)"

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

- While the Rhodes Collossians team never quite made it to the playoffs, they had one motherfucker of a stadium.

- o O ( Two more hours, that reeeeeaaalllly tall ship comes in. Sail on, sailors! )

- The kickoff ad for the "Raise your hands if you're sure!" advertising campaign for Sure deoderant nearly bankrupted the company, but when it caught on... Whoo!

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

Man, you guys have been well trained. You see a thread with a picture at the top and you all think you're supposed to write a caption. I just wanted you all to enjoy the silly little play on words. But by all means, caption away. (Though I didn't think this picture was particularly funny.)

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

Gabe, you could post a picture of Whistler's Mother and you'd get funny replies.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

--Oh, I thought you said to burn our braziers.

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What others say about boorite!

The only pictures of wirthling's mother I have are pretty racy.

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

Ohhhh, Whistler's Mother...

My bad.

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

Upon seeing this picture, Sting thinks back to the classic Police song lyric

"Caught between the Scylla and Charybdis"

and re-writes the entire song, ushering in the Apocolypse.

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Women are fisher's of men because we all know.... The small ones you throw back. The medium ones you eat. The large ones you mount.

quote:

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Upon seeing this picture, Sting thinks back to the classic Police song lyric
Caught between the Scylla and Charybdis"
and re-writes the entire song, ushering in the Apocolypse.

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Don't you mean P. Diddy ?

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

I don't care what his name is, as long as he gets the angry-mob treatment.

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This signature has performed an illegal operation and has been shut down.

The old, 'Let's light some torches and go get Frankenstein' thing?

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

A remarkably apt analogy - he does, after all, take bits and pieces from perfectly good songs and sew them together into hideous monstrosities, grotesque parodies of the songs they once were.

Does that mean that Britney Spears is the Bride of Frankenstein?

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This signature has performed an illegal operation and has been shut down.

I used to listen to old school rap. Well, it was actually new when I listened to it, but I say "old school" because then i getz my props.

But, Victory by PD Combs (PD for Police Department) is one fine song, sampled from the Rocky soundtrack.

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.

I went bowling the other night with some friends and I heard one of the tracks off the Beastie Boys 'Licensed to Ill' album. And I realized that I still know all the words off the whole thing.

Which made me wonder how much space crap like that is taking up in my head that might be better spent remembering things like important meetings or birthdays or such.

But I probably shouldn't have told my wife that being able to sing 'Paul Revere' was the reason she didn't get anything for her anniversary.

It'll be okay thought, 'cause when I go to work today I'll just tell everyone the black eye is from a bar fight. And she was nice enough to pop the dislocated shoulder back in, so you can't even see that.

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

This belongs in the "Gabe Billings is a Colossal Geek" thread...

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"And Wirthling isn't worth the paper he isn't printed on."

I did her like this. I did her like that. I did her with a wiffle ball bat. Now, I'm on the run, the cops got my gun, and right about now it's time to have some fun...

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.

What's scarier....knowing Beastie lyrics

or knowing.....

the Sir Mix-a-lot "Swass" album lyrics...

*insert screaming Pyscho knife sound here*

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Women are fisher's of men because we all know.... The small ones you throw back. The medium ones you eat. The large ones you mount.

You gotta wonder if those songs in our heads are compressed in MP3 format, and if the images are MPEGs or AVIs, and if our nigtmares are in 16 or 32 bit color...
Oh dear god...

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.