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29 November 2005
Yo mama so ugly she gotta tie a pork chop around her neck so the dog'll play with her! Collectible card games have evolved to their highest peak yet...
jeez, seanyboy is sobbing crickets. you should have a Doctor look at that, man.
Also, the corner store where I bought these cards gives you a free lighter with a pack of smokes, and the ones they've been giving out the past week are oddly phallic shaped. So know I've got two clear plastic flame-shooting crypto-cocks.
Your mother was such a bad mother, that she created you. And look at you. jeez. I mean, come on. That's fucked up is that. How badly do you have to bring up a kid to get something like you. Those weird insecurities, the way you act in public, the mistakes that you have made. I sure hope that you're not going to do the same. If you have kids that is. Well, I hope, but face it, you are going to be as bad. Sin's of the father, etc. Do yourself a favour already. Car Exhaust, hosepipe, bottle of Gin. Do I need to spell it out.
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Did I go too far?
The Dozens are best imagined. I always liked that part about the Dozens the best. The trick is to see what is most vivid in your opponent's imagination; what gets them worked up the most.
But really, it's always nice to have Black Culture marketed back at you. The black half of me is mildly offput, but also wants to show up the cards with his own reknown Dozens prowess (once busted on a dude for three hours straight). My white half secretly covets the cards and hopes that collecting them will make him somehow "blacker" and more hip.
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