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 No.124

Wilson Carter knew nothing about baseball. But that didn't stop him from signing up for pitcher at Ruggles Academy. It was dinnertime. A lone wolf eats a babydoll made of cabbages. Etc etc etc. In other words, the town crier was out of a job. This meant no more spring water for the village. No more soup for Old Yimmy. Not even a sop for Hamster the striped ferret blind in one eye. What does this all mean? It means our city is turning into a hitchhouse for bellomed swavers and snorpitious grunzlers. If that doesn't convince you to go Tory, nothing will. That's when Elizabeth Merritch slammed the door and collapsed on the bed. Why? Who? Whispering pups? You tell me. It could be that oversized fleshlight named Graceful Jenny which was at the breaking point not from girth but from overusage as they tend to deteriote after being soaked in lye water. Do what you want. I don't care. I'll be in the barn feeding the termites Devil Juice. Peace.

 No.132

Theodore Roosevelt knew nothing about international maritime trade. But that didn't stop him from signing up for president at United States. It was dinnertime. A lone wolf eats a babydoll made of cabbages. Etc etc etc. In other words, the French were out of a job. This meant no more canal for Panama. No more connecting Pacific and Atlantic Oceans. Not even a sop for Pete the spotted terrier blind in one eye. What does this all mean? It means our city is turning into a hitchhouse for bellomed vessels and snorpitious shipping containers. If that doesn't convince you to build a canal John Hay, nothing will. That's when Tomás Herrán slammed the door and collapsed on the bed. Why? Who? Whispering captains? You tell me. It could be that oversized mound of dirt named Graceful Jenny which was at the breaking point not from girth but from erosion as they tend to deteriote after being soaked in Freedom water. Do what you want. I don't care. I'll be in Panama making way for the Devil Juice shipment. Peace.

 No.146

>>132
Oh cool, how epic kid.



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