But it's worth mentioning here. The URL says it all.

http://www.bradthegame.com

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"Only things I approve of should exist." -some guy on the internet

YAY! i got a turkey!
my score was 16020. does tht matter> i say no because I GOT A TURKEY! turkey turkey turkey turkey!

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Batman created by Bob Kane

Damn, my score was only 895. And all I got was an ass-whupping and a bastard kid.

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"Nothing expresses the brutal grandeur of rectal polyps and anal fistulae quite like the mother-tongue of Goethe."

46, so I guess I don't go to sleep when my head is trapped up Milton's arse.

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I am not 16 going on not 17, I know that I'm naive.

Dammit, I got 187, I kept trying to get Brad to fuck his niece in the bathtub.

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Dad was flammable

I became a cult rap performer, sired a bastard son, received a personal birthday greeting from Webster, got my head snapped off in a toilet, and got blown up by the Greek army.

What a strange game...

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

59201 and reconstructive nut surgery

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Who knows what fear lurks in the hearts of men? MIKE BOBSICO KNOWS! And if you give him a decent tip when he delivers your mail , he might tell you.

I got death by defenestration and 304 points.

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The what mentioned above is total fiction. Please don't take it seriously!

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I became a cult rap performer, sired a bastard son, received a personal birthday greeting from Webster, got my head snapped off in a toilet, and got blown up by the Greek army.

What a strange game...

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3988 and I died trying to fix the past

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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.

624 points. I died under Pam's bed when she jumped up and down on it.

15381

I got to fly a spaceship.

Tried the game again. I got 6502 points and whacked off in a meat locker.

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"Nothing expresses the brutal grandeur of rectal polyps and anal fistulae quite like the mother-tongue of Goethe."

I got 895 and I carried merv out back cuz he, died, or something.

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63641 and everyone sang happy birthday.

16203 after finding the scandalous pics in the mulchpile.

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When they invent BookFace, I'm -there-.

You know this is off the rev'.com, which also has The Brick Testament.

63641 points

I didn't die.
I think I may have won.

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HAH! GORILLA, right there!

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63641 points

I didn't die.
I think I may have won.

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42118 after getting my ass painted by Katie's mom and farting a lot.

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...Trot and Cap'n Bill were free from anxiety and care. Button-Bright never worried about anything. The Scarecrow, not being able to sleep, looked out of the window and tried to count the stars.