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TheMightyGloop — ToeXTimesXTwo
Published: 2007-03-28 23:23:07 +0000 UTC; Views: 111; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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Some chick I met at a canole-breeding festival.She noticed I was sketching her prize-winning canole from afar.
She asked me if I would draw her.
So I did.
I asked her how she would be paying me.
She told me she had a 94 dollar bill.
I told her I only accepted 96s.
She told me I could lick her prizewinning canole.
I told her she could lick my prizewinning..... nostril.
She did not take it well.
She died.
But not before shoving her prize-winning canole WAY up my prize-winning nostril...
Now, all the children call me Canoselie and gather 'round me with their mouths a-gaping like little sparrows... hoping that I'll sneeze them a desert.
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Comments: 5
What a shameful waste of canole. It maketh me a sad bear.
But at least she died.
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Talk about karma-nolie, eh?
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Wow, that's a fantastic drawing! I love the way you shaded it.
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I love the way you love the way I shaded it.
Do you love the way I love the way that you love the way I shaded it?
If your answer is yes
press 7.
If your answer is no
go build a carnivorous snowman
prod it with a fleshy finger over and over... and over.
And, who knows? Maybe it'll want to make you his meal... and by meal, I mean BEST FRIEND EVER!
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