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Nov 1 13, 20:39
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aaaargh - what were you thinking? It was Prancer who started to boogie As the deer pulled the sleigh to Zeebrugge All the sleigh bells were ringing and santa was singing to the bugle boys cool boogie woogie
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Nov 9 13, 18:38
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He could boogie along with the best and he always wore a bright red vest he had braces of yellow a colourful fellow but they thought him gay- way out west
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Nov 9 13, 23:29
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Though they thought he was gay way out west with his colorful teeth and his vest, it was mere color blindness; and so in his kindness he said he was straight. They’d just guessed.
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Nov 23 13, 17:46
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If they guess you are straight when you're crook'd, at the twisted joints you won't be booked, so you'd better bend over unless you're a lover of poverty o'er how you looked.
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Nov 26 13, 10:09
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Poverty overlooked is how you can get rich but you’ll find it is true karma may take a while and it will cramp your style with some ill-fitting rags and one shoe.
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Nov 27 13, 10:32
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In those ill-fitting rags you could shoe a horse or a mule; you could glue them on or use duct tape, or 'haps you could reshape their hooves with a file and use Goop
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Dec 2 13, 23:55
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If you file a horse hoof and use goop there’s a chance you’ll get thrown for a loop when your hands both adhere to its legs front or rear, ‘cause you’re going to get drug in some poop.
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Dec 3 13, 14:23
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If you're drug on the ground through horse apples be sure that you freshen with Snapple after wiping the smears from your hair and your ears before afternoon hymns in the chapel.
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Dec 3 13, 16:58
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Hims in chapel while Hers go to shop to assuage a desire which won’t stop. For his tenor, the song; for her tenner, a thong and a bra. Neither wishes to flop!
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Dec 4 13, 02:26
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If you fear that you'll just be a flopper, then take care how you sit on the hopper, 'cause it could go 'floop' if it's that kind of poop that's produced by a double cheese Whopper.
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Dec 4 13, 23:58
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A cheese Whopper produces a double bypass surgery fixed with a bubble at the end of a stint where cholesterol went. If you eat them again your in trouble.
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Dec 8 13, 21:48
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If your eats have no end, you may find that some graveyard's where you'd be enshrined... there for dining too long... but you would be among a ton of fat cats reassigned.
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Dec 10 13, 01:08
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If the fat cats resigned there’s a ton of cold cash; we could share in the fun, but that’s not going to happen the fat cats will crap in what’s left of their loot when it’s done.
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Dec 10 13, 09:26
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If what's left of the loot turned to crap you can dump it out back; fill the gap 'neath the fence where the dog digs to go catch that frog he hears croaking when you take a nap.
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Dec 18 13, 17:09
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When you’re taking a nap you don’t croak but your subconscious mind will invoke the idea that real flight is your God-given right. What of landings before you’ve awoke?
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Dec 18 13, 21:47
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While asleep, if you land on the moon, it is best that you not wake too soon or you'll never get back; best to stay in the sack 'til you're home... even if it's past noon.
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Dec 20 13, 00:48
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If it’s past noon and you are still home then get up, wash your face, use a comb. Go out and exercise or the next big surprise will find you sleeping in under loam.
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Dec 24 13, 13:53
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If you find you're asleep under loam let us hope that it's simply been blown there by very strong wind or that you've not just sinned 'gainst your wife with the last seed you've sown.
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Dec 26 13, 00:51
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If you’ve sown your last seed ‘gainst your wife then I’d say that your problems are rife. Though your aim was to please all it took was a sneeze to subvert what could have been a life.
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Dec 26 13, 14:00
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If subversion's your manner of life you will stir up a mountain of strife; it is better to share with your peers with no air of back-biting, nor wielding a knife.
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