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| Right now I'm at the tail end of a 72-hour strip-posting marathon. A few more like this and I can reach for the elusive #100,000 by the end of the month! Thank god for Jolt. | |
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| Bongo: I tell joke. Why chicken cross road? Jesus: For gay sex? Bongo: No, for great justice! Jesus: Ha ha that are funny. Bongo: All your base are belong to me. | |
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| All this typing makes my fingers numb. But no problem -- I just warm them on the trash-barrel fire I keep lit to roast my beef jerky on. Then it's straight back to making funny! | |
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| Sweet merciful crap! I tried to type on the fire! Oh, how it burns!! Aieee! | |
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