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Joined on 10/16/01
Posted by CabbageClock - June 6th, 2013
So this is all I can taste? A slew of cucumber dream. Great, they supposed (but not to my face, not in this skirt!). What if, Reginald? NOT ON THE TOAST! NEVER ON THE WET, BUTTERY MATTRESSES. Try telling that to a disabled factory, and all. Slap to the dick. Slap to the dick. Slap to the anus.
So, I warn you to think about me, next time you climb the good climb. A lesson is not in what you can't take from the homeless, but what you can take from the dead. Mutton for tea? I can survive.
-Clock
Keep on clocking.
The basis for all truth. Pop it right in the cat, good boy, good life.
i thank you. with brine, and cinnamon.
need some tea leaves?
also, will you do flash? you should.
So, you wished upon the negro tree and now you have no legs. Tell it to Keith, she's the one with the doo doo paper. Use a mirror to check for it.
chris-the-stick
so, that was your dream? penetrating an undead waitress, in order to steal her of her mutton, since she had no tea?
despicable.
but quite impressive.
welcome to the realm of sheogorath, mr.cabbage-clock! almost half of the clock-crew resides there!
on others news, how are you?
are you gonna animate something, sire?
CabbageClock
Animate? Lactate? Three sides of the same whistle, thrown at the hat stand like bad bacon. The waitress will only wait for! Lo, itching if brain stink o' caca. Brain yourself, the children will supply you with hand relief. Thank me with brine.