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Drunken Ramblers, Vagrants, and Sundry Hooligans
Further proof your mind is full of the male of the species...
ReplyDeleteTuxedo's????
ReplyDeleteLooks like what I always imagined was in your ass they way you would jump up, grab a paper, and do your scramble-dance down the hall to the can.
ReplyDeleteHmmm... not really what I imagined it would be...
ReplyDeleteYou have the band "my chemical romance" in your head? Thats a scarey one.
ReplyDeleteI always wondered what was in there, but I agree with Mitch I thought it would be different. Something more like Ricci's boobs....
ReplyDeleteYou freak me out.
ReplyDeleteThis is what I see every time I walk onto the Senate floor.
ReplyDeleteBRAINS!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThe demons in your head wear too much eye makeup ...remind me to show them how to highlight their natural features without looking like whores...
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