If you’re looking for an early Christmas gift for me, think Gatling gun that fires Snickers…
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July 30th, 2008 at 4:04 pm
I PITY THE FOO’!
July 30th, 2008 at 4:10 pm
Well, out of fear, I decided I should immediately buy a Snickers. But, the vending machine is sold out.
July 30th, 2008 at 4:14 pm
Get some nuts!
That’s our battle cry before we go out!
July 30th, 2008 at 4:15 pm
Any other dudes here want to party with Sherry and her girlfriends?
July 30th, 2008 at 4:17 pm
Do tell, Sherry. Do tell.
July 30th, 2008 at 4:47 pm
Mr. T scared the black out of Michael Jackson.
July 30th, 2008 at 4:49 pm
If you laid out all of Mr. T’s gold chains end to end, he would kick your sorry ass.
July 30th, 2008 at 5:08 pm
Mr. T was fired from the Psychic Friends Network for always predicting pain.
July 30th, 2008 at 5:09 pm
Mr. T can eat a rubix cube and crap it out solved.