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Chris
"Thirty Chins" Christopherson gets spooked
when creatures of the opposite sex approach near.
Now if we could only determine exactly what sex
that would be, we'd really have something going
here.
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"I
LOGGED ONTO PORK."
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I
wasn't planning on putting this photo into my computer
screen, but my brother said if I didn't then he
punch in my face with a brick inside an oven mitt
and although he can't do shit, I owed him a favor
for the time he let me hide in his hamper when the
cops were hunting me down for a crime I probably
didn't commit. This is my brother Enoch Yablonski,
who was fortunate enough to escape this hellhole
town. He lives in Balkiton City and as you can tell,
he doesn't know shit about taking care of his goddamn
lawn. I should go over there sometime and clean
out his throat with a handful of gravel and glass
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Ham
Patrol keeps a close eye on the prize and her
other eye on the first, in case it fucks up and
she is forced to eat it.
Enoch Yablonski: "WHAT
THE FUCK CLIFF, THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE YOU
BLUBBERING RETARD, NO WONDER THEY KICKED YOU OUT
OF THE VFW."
Hey,
I left the goddamn VFW on my own will, I got sick
of breaking pool cues over my knee so I decided
voluntarily to throw up and fall down into the
Bingo table. Then I got bored and left because
I felt like it, you goddamn good for nothing rotting
puke enema.
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I was cleaning out my attic last
winter and found this thing rotting up there with
a shitload of Playboy magazines from 1975. Broads
were hot back then, not like these days, back
in '75 they had this puffy hair thing and big
hips and let me tell you, you ain't never had
sex until you get laid by a chick with puffy hair
and hips. These days all the skanky broads on
TV are skinny as Enoch's dick and advertise Pepsi,
who the fuck drinks Pepsi? I tried drinking Pepsi
seven years ago and it tasted like shit so I went
back to the grocery store and demanded my money
back and kept demanding it until I finally got
fed up with it and ripped the cash register out
of the wall and ran out. The cops in the parking
lot were using some new kind of pepper spray that
day, one I hadn't smelled before.
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One of the many Retard Trees
that grow in this shitburg fuckhole town.
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