Wednesday, July 25, 2007
dadee no touchee
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deer daddee you shunt tuch momee down there cuz it herts her. i noe cuz she screem loud wen yoo poot yer weener in her liek that. how wood yoo liek it if i poot mie arm in yer but you wunt liek it too mutch no way dood! an yoo shunt poot yer face doun ther eether dadee cuz thats wer momee maeks tinkle and it herts her too agin screemn. an didjoo noe theres a thing in yor drawr that looks liek a weener eksept is a lot bigger then yer weener an it wiggels wen i poosh teh butten liek this an sownds liek VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! wie yoo hav a weener in ther. yoo have too weeners now an thats silleee! daddee luv yoo bie!!!!
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Oddly enough, that's exactly what you said to me on my voicemail at work.
I have no excuse other than I was high on life and meth.
LOL. Dude, you're certifiable.
You have this weird thing about putting an arm up a lady's secret place. But I still love you as a person.
What I REALLY wanted to comment about was your tagline for your t-shirts...I ROLLED when I read "Do it now or God will kill a baby!" Dude, seriously...SO glad you're my friend.
Reetsyburger, technically I shouldn't be out of the institution, but I sneak out through the kitchen at night.
Amber, it's a running gag, not a personal goal. The same goes for my recent fondness of the words "butternut squash." As in, "I wanna rub buttahnut squash on yer ankles, baby. Bwahhhhhhhh!" Glad you enjoyed my third party threat to the babies of the world. That's how important God thinks my shirts are. He wants my shirts to make the world sing in perfect harmony.
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