You keep on keeping me down, forumusers.
But I keep on coming back up.
Word to Johannes.
Word to our dear sweet mother, who choked to death on a ham sandwich yesterday.
The funeral is Friday, Johannes. And don't wear that damn pink tee shirt you're so fond of. Mother always hated that shirt you son of a bitch!
You scrotum.
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A little bit older, a little bit wiser, a little bit better hung than an elephant.