Drexle
Your Cure for Lameness
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You're kidding, right? Have you seen how many people are on my list? And just so you know, there are generally a lot more than just one comic that I think of as a "favorite" from people on my list.
Don't feel hurt if you're not listed here. There's just not enough room in one post for everything.
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| Darling, I've been with you a long time now. I think it's time I fully expressed myself. | |
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| Yes, those three little words | |
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| Hey, Roger. What's with the ambulances? | |
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| Didn't you hear? The paramedics had to come take care of Gabe's mom. They estimate she got hit over 40,000 times in one day! | |
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| Wow, that's harsh. Really makes you think about the fleetingness of life, and all. I mean, just yesterday, me and Mrs. Billings.... | |
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| Yeah, I know, it's pretty mind-blowing. Gabe's not taking it too well. | |
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| I guess that would explain why I saw him running around wearing "parachute pants" and talking like Mr. T earlier. | |
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| No... I don't think anything could explain that. | |
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| Suzie, I love you and we've been dating awhile I really want to get more intimate with you. | |
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| Well, I'm Catholic so I can't have sex yet. But how about mutual handjobs? I can justify that. | |
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Awhile later in the dating cycle...
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| Suzie, I love you even more. I want to be even closer to you. | |
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| Well, I'm Catholic so I can't have sex yet. But how about mutual oral sex? I can justify that. | |
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| Suzie, I'm madly in love you with. I want to make sweet love to you all night long while Barry White serades us on the stereo. | |
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| Well, I'm Catholic so I can't have sex yet. But how about mutual anal sex? It's not *really* sex. | |
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After a night of heavy drinking and repetitive trance music...
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| Man, what a night. I'm so hung over. All I can remember is having sex with some drunk girl slumped over a table. | |
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| Dude, that was your sister. She killed herself this morning when she realized what happened. | |
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| Dear lord. Did she leave a note or anything? | |
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| Yeah. It says, "Dear Brother, why did you have to fuck me and force me to commit suicide? See you in Hell......P.S. - You're gonna have AIDS now." | |
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| Yeah, I'm gonna have A.I.D.S. alright....Anal Intercourse with my Dead Sister. | |
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