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| I knew an old man once who liked to prace down the street in diapers. He'd scream that the aliens had come for him and needed his help to save the planet Xyrcon | |
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| Then he proceeded to shove a candle into his ass. He disappeard the next day in a bright light. All that was left was the candle. | |
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| It's my most prized posession. | |
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